Qin Wenjun was angry, but he didn't dare to offend them easily, so he had to swallow his anger and smile, walked in, and led them the way, "This way, please."

Secretly wondering, what is the relationship between Nan Song, Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu?

These two people protected her so much.

The seating arrangement at the wedding banquet is also very particular. Generally speaking, it is like worshiping the superior and suppressing the inferior.

Those with status and status all sit at the main table in the front row. The slightly less important guests sit on the periphery, at the table near the door. The snacks and drinks on each table are different, and it is fascinating to watch.

Not very comfortable.

Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu's seats were naturally at the main table in the front row, while Nan Song and Nan Lin, as Nanya's natal family members, were placed on the periphery, very close to the door.

Nan Song didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She originally came to watch the show today, so she sat farther away to see more comprehensively, and sat down with Nan Lin very calmly.

Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu were not happy.

They came to attend this kind of wedding of Lao Shizi, originally just to spend more time with Nan Song, could it be that they really wanted to have a meal?

But how can we get along with each other even if we are so far away?

Not many people at the last table knew Nan Song and Nan Lin. They thought they were invited celebrities or internet celebrities. They were very beautiful.

Contact information.

"Beauty, can you give me your mobile phone number or WeChat account? I'd also like to have a Weibo account or live broadcast room number."

Before Nan Song could refuse, someone helped her refuse. Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu walked over one by one, pushed away the man who came to chat, and refused bluntly, "No."

"..."

Fu Yu turned his head and said to the waiter: "Add another chair to this table."

Yu Jinwen: "Two handfuls."

waiter:"......"

The commotion here attracted the attention of the guests at the next tables. Nan Song was extremely annoyed, "I said, can you stay away from me?"

Yu Jinwen & Fu Yu: "No."

...

Qin Wenjun saw that Yu Jinwen and Fu Yu did not sit at the main table, but went to sit at the last table with Nan Song. His face turned green and he was sweating profusely. He hurried over to invite them to the main table and take their seats!

"No, it's fine for us to sit here."

Fu Yu cracked the melon seeds and looked at Erlang's legs, with a calm look on his face, "Young master, I have lived to this age and attended so many banquets. This is the first time I sit in such a seat at the back. It's quite comfortable. Yes.

Is it an old metaphor?"

Yu Jinwen: "Yeah."

Qin Wenjun nodded and bowed for a long time, almost wanting to kneel before them.

The guests looked at this scene, and they all wondered what kind of big shot was sitting at the last table, who could allow Chairman Qin to flatter and plead with him in such a low-profile manner.

I asked you to classify me into three, six or nine. You must have screwed up now. You deserve it.

The master of ceremonies came on stage and announced the official start of the wedding. The music started playing and the two newlyweds made their debut.

Qin Jiangyuan was wearing a white suit, dressed like a dog, and Nanya was also wearing a white wedding dress, smiling and radiant. They looked like a match made in heaven.

Nan Song's focus was not on them, but he lightly glanced at the auditorium, looking for his grandfather, but did not see his figure.

Just when she was about to withdraw her gaze, she suddenly found a light gray figure squatting against the wall at the entrance of the stage, holding a tobacco pipe rod in his hand. He seemed to be bored and listened for a while. She felt that it was not interesting, so she just

Got up and left.

Nan Song suddenly stood up and chased after the gray figure.
Chapter completed!