Chapter 421: Mother and Daughter

He Yue was hugged by Song Mocheng into their first car, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she was already sitting in the wedding car. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"How is this car different from the one in the back?"

He Yue seems to have heard that their convoy is all red flag cars.

"This is my first wedding gift to you." Song Mocheng grabbed He Yue's hand and kissed it, "Do you like it?" ā€

In the future, He Yue will be able to drive it to and from work.

"But...... I haven't learned to drive yet, have I? He Yue said a little uncooperatively.

Only now did she realize why Song Mocheng had borrowed a car from Yang Yunhai several times to teach her to drive after she got better.

It turned out that I was here to surprise her.

"It's almost there, and you can go on the road if you learn again." Song Mocheng thought for a while, "Aren't you going on your honeymoon?" Just so you can drive it all the way. ā€

Because he was short on time, he had to go around Kyoto for his honeymoon.

For this reason, Song Mocheng felt very regretful.

The long motorcade drove all the way to the Kyoto Hotel.

The ceremony of the wedding was solemn.

After that, in the hearts of many people, it was almost passed down as a classic. When Song Mocheng, who was dressed in a black suit, walked into the venue with He Yue holding a red dress, the entire hall fell silent.

"What a good boy."

Granny Qian shouted tears as another newcomer walked in, and Professor Qian, who was a witness, was also very excited.

It's like watching your granddaughter and daughter go to the palace of marriage.

Looking at the two people who only had each other in the happy eyes on the stage, Jung Hyun-jin lowered her head, and tears fell on her hands.

Today, she didn't give up and came over to watch his wedding.

If it is said that in the past, Zheng Xianzhen was still a little unconvinced by He Yue, thinking that she just took the opportunity and knew Song Mocheng earlier than herself.

But just now, when the two of them walked in, just when they looked at each other, Zheng Xianzhen was completely defeated.

She has always known that Song Mocheng has a woman she likes in her heart, but she just doesn't give up and wants to fight again.

Who knows, the woman Song Mocheng likes is He Yue, the girl who once helped her.

Jung Hyun-jin has a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

Today, she is completely dead.

Just looking at the expressions of the two of them, which one of them can get into it?

Zheng Xianzhen is dead, but there is one person who is not at all, at this moment she is glaring angrily at the two people on the stage, if it weren't for the people around her who pulled her tightly, it is estimated that she would have rushed to the stage a long time ago.

"You let me go, if you don't stop it, it's too late." Zhang Xiyan's tears were about to fall, "How can he marry someone else?" ā€

"You whisper to me," the woman held Zhang Xiyan's hand tightly, if it weren't for the fact that there were people passing by, she would have slapped her a long time ago.

"If you die of the old man's favor because of this incident, you will get out of me and never come back in the future." The woman glared at Zhang Xiyan viciously, "Isn't it just a man?" What if you get married? Can you also get a divorce? ā€

"Can't you just make a little bit of a difference, find someone better than him?"

"Are all the men in Kyoto dead?"

The woman shook off her hand angrily, "Do you see the man over there?" It's no worse than him at all, and the bride's brother is also ......"

"Do you think that everyone is like you, and men are like clothes in your eyes? Do you like to wear it today? ā€

'Slap', Zhang Xiyan's face was red with five fingers.

"Do you think everyone is as stupid as you are?" The woman looked at Zhang Xiyan with disdain, "You are sure that I will not let you go up, right?" ā€

"That's it, you can get on." The woman shook off Zhang Xiyan's hand, "It's also that I thought about it just now, you know that the two of them have been married for so long, if you want to stop it, you should have acted a long time ago." ā€

The woman looked at her disdainfully, "Cowardice, that's it." ā€

"Alright, you're going to play tricks on me with this little bit of caution." The woman put her hands on her chest and looked at her, "Why did I give birth to a daughter like you, in the nest." ā€

"Do what you want, anyway, if you get the old man's disgust, you will still lose."

Wang Xueqin grabbed her curly hair and looked at her daughter Zhang Xiyan, "He is not your cup of tea at all, otherwise the two of you would have become a few years earlier." ā€

The old man originally wanted to poke these two people, but seeing that Song Mocheng really didn't have this intention, he couldn't change it.

But if Zhang Xiyan ran up hot-headed to do something sabotage today, the old man would definitely not be the first to spare her.

"Okay, the etiquette is almost over, so don't be embarrassed here." Wang Xueqin looked at her daughter sarcastically and walked towards the door with a smile.

"If you don't follow along, do you still want to be embarrassed for a while?"

Seeing that Zhang Xiyan didn't react, Wang Xueqin stopped, turned her head and glanced at her, "If you really want to go up, I don't mind staying a little longer to watch the show." ā€

"Am I really your daughter?" In the car, Zhang Xiyan stared at the road ahead and asked, "Why can't you be gentle with me like other people's mothers when you were a child?" ā€

"Then you can just go and be someone else's daughter." Wang Xueqin was still concentrating on driving her own car, and she didn't feel anything about Zhang Xiyan's words, "If you have that ability, you can ask your father to find you a stepmother." ā€

"Him?" Zhang Xiyan smiled disdainfully and stared out the window.

When she started to pay attention to Song Mocheng, it seemed to be because of his mother, right? That woman can be called a mother, right?

Xu Fengjiao's gentle and loving smile appeared in Zhang Xiyan's mind, no matter that time, no matter what Song Mocheng did, she would explain to him patiently.

Xu Fengjiao will also cook a lot of delicious food.

Zhang Xiyan remembered that when she was young, her favorite thing to do was to chase after Song Mocheng's ass and share with him the delicious food made by Xu Fengjiao.

She thought that a large part of the reason why she had such a good impression of Song Mocheng was because of envy, envy that he had such a good mother.

And as for her mother......

Zhang Xiyan touched her hot cheeks, this is how she came over since she was a child.

Her mother, Wang Xueqin, is the kind of person who slaps her when she doesn't agree with her.

Moreover, he is still the kind of person who is very domineering. Gentle? There is no such word in her dictionary.

In this family, only the old man can still press her.

"Isn't it just a man? If you don't get it, you just ruin it, or you die, and you will be caught, you really make me look down on you. ā€