He closed his head indifferently, looked at her deeply with gloomy eyes, and turned around and sat in a wheelchair with great determination.

"Purple Night, Father, let's go ......"

Until the figures of the three of them disappeared at the gate of the hall, there was still silence in the hall.

Everyone's eyes consciously fell on the groom Tan Jinqiu's body, with a complicated expression.

The ...... of this marriage knot

It's really bloody......

As a groom, he does his job, which is called failure.

The former rival of love came to congratulate him, and defeated him with an absolute overwhelming advantage.

Especially when Ziyan turned around and left, the bride's unspoken crying made people sigh in their hearts.

It's over, this marriage is destined to be unhappy in the future.

In the heart of this bride, it is obvious that the groom is not alone.

This fact is well affirmed by the murderous gaze of the groom.

This ending, I'm afraid that the person who came up with the idea to invite the Zi family to the wedding banquet did not expect it.

For a moment, a few words floated in the sky......

Whose bad idea was this?

……

"Young master, young master......"

Tian Shui's eager voice sounded like an explosion in Zi Ye's ears, and she instinctively turned over, "plopped", and the wolf fell to the ground.

In the midst of the oops, she raised her eyes angrily and apologized for the water.

"Add water, how many times have you said it, when you enter my room, young master, you have to knock on the door first...... It's polite ......"

Tian Shui's eyes blinked, and suddenly looked at the door, and without waiting for Zi Ye to continue to reprimand, he suddenly got up and ran to the door, "kick and kick", and knocked three times.

"Young Master...... Is that so? ”

A deep sense of frustration hit her heart, Zi Ye shook her head helplessly, and fell to the ground with her five bodies.

"Come in...... You're hopeless......"

"Young master, old man, please go to the hall quickly...... It seems that the old man seems to be very angry......"

"Angry?" Ziye stood up with a leap of fish: "What kind of person are you angry again?" ”

……

Looking at the big red prayer posts on the table, Zi Ye's eyes blinked, and after flipping through a few, he innocently looked at Zi Shaofeng, whose face was pale.

"Grandpa...... This is an invitation to invite you and your second uncle to a banquet to drink and listen to music...... Why are you still so upset? ”

If someone invited her to live this kind of stinky life every day, she would wake up laughing when she fell asleep.

But the old man's face was extremely gloomy, and he seemed to be eager to tear up these posts.

"Drinking to a feast?" Zi Shaofeng sneered: "Why didn't Lao Tzu see anyone come to invite me to a banquet before?" Now that I saw your second uncle standing up again, this group of snobs immediately jumped up to the wind......"

"Isn't that normal?" Zi Ye looked at him with some amusement, and turned his eyes to Zi Yan: "Who doesn't worship high and step low, and see the wind and rudder?" Did he get so angry? ”

"In addition to this aspect, we are still a little embarrassed...... Zi Yan's fingertips kept tapping on the invitation: "These people, almost at the same time, sent invitations and condolences, even if we are going to visit and go to the banquet, it is necessary to be next to each other...... In this way, it becomes a difficult problem who to go to first and who to go to later. ”

Because no matter who you go to later, you will be labeled as sneering.

In this way, no matter what you do, you will always offend some people.

"What's so hard about that?" Purple Ye's eyes flickered, and Yun looked at the invitation on the table lightly: "We can ...... together."

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