"Why hasn't my wedding been completed yet?"

The atmosphere was eerily quiet for a second or two.

The Minister of Rites was dumbfounded.

What is this... a national event?

He felt that he was the wronged one, so he answered cautiously: "There are many complicated matters for the wedding, and we have just begun to prepare for it."

Xie Xun scolded him coldly: "How dare you leave before preparations are complete!"

"???"

All the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette are incredible.

If it weren't for Xie Xun's identity, they really wanted to say that even the cows in the production team wouldn't dare to do this!!

"This wedding will take at least four or five months. Don't rush it." Shangshu's face wrinkled into a bitter melon.

"So long?" Xie Xun became even more unhappy, his eyes sharp and cold, like a sharp blade, "No one can leave until we finish today!"

The Ministry of Rites was completely silent.

Still dead silent.

That night, the Ministry of Rites performed an unprecedented event.

All the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette were working diligently to catch up with the progress of the wedding. Xie Xun did not leave, but watched from the side, picking and choosing, frowning with dissatisfaction, and asked them to do it again, looking proud and frivolous, with a youthful spirit.<

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Shangshu could clearly smell the alcohol lingering on Xie Xun's body, and wished he could shake his shoulders to tell him that it was already time to get off work!

Why are you drunk and torturing us!

It's only one second before you can go home from get off work happily!

As a result, I am forced to work overtime here.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites hated this deeply.

Xie Xun stayed up all night, staying up with the officials until the next morning, when he woke up, thought for a few seconds, and nodded to them unusually calmly: "Sorry to bother you all."

The Minister of Rites struggled to smile: "We are lucky to have you."

Alas, some words have to be said against one’s will, and they must be said!

Being a minister is so difficult!

Xu Beihou Mansion.

Meng Tang'an didn't know that the Ministry of Rites was making such a fuss, so he was basking in the sun in the courtyard and sighing.

"Sister-in-law, what are you thinking about?" Xie Quyan popped up like a mushroom.

Xie Quyan, who ran away from home, still bowed his proud head and bowed to family affectionqaq

Xie Quyan tried to comfort herself.

After all, Tang An is still his relative!

There will be plenty of opportunities to take advantage of the situation in the future!

"Think about life." Think about how you kicked your brother.

They were about to get married, and Xie Xun was indeed interested in him anyway. Xie Quyan hesitated, but did not say anything bad about Xie Xun.

"Actually, my brother... he is too arrogant. He has earned his current status all by himself. Please be more patient."

"Yeah, no problem."

Don't worry, I will definitely "take care" of your brother.

"He..." Xie Quyan mentioned that Xie Xun had a lot to say, and in the end he did not forget to file a complaint.

"Sister-in-law, in those days when you were away, I was already tortured crazy by Xie Huaijing!"

Meng Tangan was drowsy as he heard the words going in from one ear to the other, until he heard those two words, his smile suddenly froze!

"...What did you say?"

"Ah?"

"You call him——" Meng Tangan turned his head and stared at him, word by word.

"Thank you Huaijing!" Xie Quyan suddenly realized, "Sister-in-law, don't you know? That's right, my brother usually doesn't like to talk about his own affairs. He does this with everyone else, so don't take it to heart."

"Huai Jing is his character, but this name is still..."

Meng Tangan can no longer listen to the following words, and his head is buzzing!

People are torn apart.

The surname is Xie and the given name is Huai Jing.

It’s her ex-boyfriend’s name!

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Xie Quyan finally realized something was wrong.

"I'm fine." Meng Tang'an said firmly, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, "Xie Xun has always been called Xie Huaijing?"

"Yeah."

At this moment, Meng Tangan seemed to be struck by lightning, and thousands of words were finally condensed into one word.

——Fuck.

Before this, Meng Tangan had never associated Xie Xun and Xie Huaijing together.

After all, if she thought so, she wouldn't have to live anymore.

"Dear little baby."

Qi Lou sneered: "Is there something wrong, little darling?"

"I just want to ask, have you discovered the secret of heaven?"

"I don't know." Qi Lou rolled his eyes, "I just broke the health regimen."

"Oh, that's right."

"???"

Are you the same? That’s outrageous!

When Xie Xun came back, Meng Tangan stood outside to greet him. Her white shirt was elegant and elegant in the night, and she looked at him with wholehearted admiration.

He looked around and walked a little faster.

Suddenly I felt that getting married wouldn’t be a bad idea.

"Jingjing." Meng Tangan took a deep breath and said it again.

The title is familiar and natural, not unfamiliar at all, as if it has been said a thousand times before, it is gentle, delicate and full of affection.

Xie Xun reacted for several seconds, looking at her in disbelief. Her ears were actually a little red in the night: "You, what did you call me?"

Meng Tang'an observed his expression and hesitated for a moment. After all, he was tempted.

She said the most familiar words between her and him, which she had said countless times.

The voice is soft and affectionate.

"Let's break up, Xie Huaijing."

"Meng Tang'an." Xie Xun frowned and placed his slender fingers on the woman's forehead, "Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Meng Tangan confirmed again and again that Xie Xun had no reaction at all when he heard this.

Yes, she is really crazy to have such an idea because of a name.

How could Xie Xun be Xie Huaijing?

If it were Xie Huaijing, it would be impossible to treat her like this.

Even if you pretend, you can’t pretend.

She knows Xie Huaijing too well.

"You just took the wrong medicine." Meng Tangan said.

Xie Xun raised his eyebrows and did not argue with her: "What did you mean by breaking up?"

She groaned and said vaguely: "It's just a folk tale. I like what you mean."

Xie Xun looked at her steadily.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay." After just one glance, Xie Xun withdrew his gaze.

"Why didn't you tell me that your given name is Xie Huaijing..."

If I had known from the beginning, I would not have killed Xie Xun.
To be continued...