Huo Beiting and Huo Yuanlu looked at Huo Zhen at the same time, their eyes converged on the old man, and after a long time, Huo Zhen opened his mouth and proposed a solution.

"In my opinion, tomorrow's wedding will go on normally, but ......"

After he finished speaking, Huo Yuanlu's face suddenly darkened.

The next day, the wedding went on normally, until Sister Yao put on the valuable antique crown for herself, Yan Qing didn't know what was in the express box yesterday.

Her curiosity grew as time went on.

Through the dressing mirror in front of him, Yan Qing looked at Song Xuening behind him and asked her, "Xuening, what do you say...... What the hell was in that box yesterday?"

Song Xuening, who was brushing the hot search, made a move, and quickly covered up the past quietly, she licked her lips and tried her best to perfunctory the other party.

"Maybe it's because your suitor is unwilling that you get married like this, send it to you, and block you, right?"

She said the same as the truth, and let out a long sigh after speaking, as if she was really holding grievances for the non-existent suitor.

Yan Qing was amused by her, only thinking that Song Xuening was the same as herself, and she didn't know the secrets hidden in the box.

But only Song Xuening understood in her heart, how could she not know what was in it......

Yesterday, she received pictures and text messages from Huo Beiting, which was a voodoo doll that cursed Yan Qing to die well!

The one who killed a thousand knives, don't let her Song Xuening know who she is!

It's all 0202, and I still play the set of tying villains in palace fighting dramas, what kind of ability is it?

Can't you just think of something new and something new?

Song Xuening complained silently in her heart, and suddenly remembered something, and asked Yan Qing, "Is Huo Yuanlu coming to Yan's house today?"

She also had a twitch in her brain, and at this moment her mind was full of pictures of the big man's face flushed, and when she thought about it, she wanted to be happy.

Yan Qing smiled, stood up, walked to Song Xuening's side, reached out and pinched her nose, and said, "Yo, our Song assistant and Song Yujie, why did you suddenly remember that my little uncle is here?"

"Don't tease me, I'll just ask. ”

Song Xue Ning turned her face away, and after a while, she turned her head and said very arrogantly: "Tell me quickly, I just want to know if he will come." ”

"Well...... I don't know. ”

Yan Qing looked at Song Xuening with a smile as she spoke, making Song Xuening always have a bad premonition, thinking that next, Yan Qing would say something that would make her blush.

"Shut up, shut up, don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures. ”

Song Xue was chattering, and before she could cover her ears, she heard Yan Qing say, "That's it, let me make a call." ”

"What?"

"It's nothing, just call my dear brother-in-law, ask him, and say, 'Assistant Song misses you, you can't get over today', do you think it's okay?"

Song Xuening smiled helplessly, Xiao Yan really didn't disappoint her!

When she saw that Yan Qing was really going to pick up her mobile phone to make a call, she was suddenly anxious, and hurriedly waved her hand: "Xiao Yan, I will be angry if you do this again!"

Seeing that Yan Qing was unmoved, Song Xue Ning was about to cry.

"Come on! I can't do all the work in your wedding leave! You just wait to go back to the company to sign!"

When her words fell, Yan Qingcai put the phone back on the table with a smile, and added cheaply: "I originally wanted to tease you, who knew you were so good to me......"

Song Xuening just wanted to call and consult, if she stabbed her own boss in the case of legitimate defense, could she squat for a few years?

The two girls were joking in the room, and Yan Qing's premarital anxiety was also reduced a lot.

Yan's father was busy and greeted the guests invited by the Yan family, during which he went to Yan Qing's room to take a few looks, and saw that the two girls were having a good time, so he didn't say anything.

Father Yan may be the most complicated of all people today.

He only received a call from Huo Zhen this morning, learned about the Huo family and the Yan family, and received two voodoo dolls used to curse Yan Qing in a row.

As the biological father of the victim, he was naturally very anxious in his heart, on the one hand, he wanted to make sure that Old Man Huo had no way to protect his daughter who was about to marry into the Huo family.

On the other hand, Yan's father is also anxious to add security guards to the Yan family to ensure that his daughter will not have an accident at her mother's house.

Something happens on the wedding day, no matter how big or small, is unlucky.

Yan's father looked at Yan Qing many times, although his daughter and Song Xuening were talking and laughing in the room, safe and sound, he was always uneasy......

"Mr. Yan, congratulations. ”

"Yes, Mr. Yan, Mr. Xiao Yan is married, and he is married to the Huo family, now you can rest assured!"

Father Yan said that he was suffering, and when he saw that there were many security guards in the hall of the Yan family at this time, he forced himself to greet the guests with a smile, and said, "That's not it, I hope that they can add a grandson to me as soon as possible." ”

The pot-bellied boss who was talking to him just now complimented him with a smile: "Old man Huo has been very tough in the past two years, he is more than you looking forward to your great-grandson!"

As everyone spoke, Father Yan saw that there had been no movement upstairs, and that anxiety gradually dissipated a little.

"Eh, the Huo family's convoy is here!"

I don't know who shouted in the living room, everyone heard the news, and walked to the door to see, sure enough, a series of luxury cars followed, making people look at it, only to feel that it was a bundle of banknotes driving on the road.

After confirming that the Huo family's convoy had really arrived, the relatives and guests of the Yan family were boiling, and Yan's father couldn't help but be a little excited.

The white luxury cars were parked in the courtyard of the Yan family one after another, and Yan Qing stood in the window on the second floor, quietly lifting the corner of the curtain and looking down.

Seeing clearly that the bouquet of flowers on the hood of the leading car was her favorite color and match, she smiled sweetly, and then, tears also rolled down her cheeks.

Seeing this, Song Xuening, who was standing aside, hurriedly came over with a tissue.

"My little aunt, don't cry, don't cry, your makeup is crying. Song Xuening wiped her tears while glancing out the window a few times, and when she saw the welcoming team, she understood, "Blame me for worrying in vain, dare to love this is our Xiao Yan always moved to cry." ”

As her words fell, the few bridesmaid-like people standing in the room all covered their mouths and laughed.

These people are single girls of the same generation as the Yan family and Yan Qing, all arranged by Yan's father, Yan Qing didn't ask much, let alone worry about it.

Yan Qing nodded, although the tears were wiped away by the tissue handed over by Song Xuening, the smile on her face became more and more intense with the pounding heart.