After a period of love, Jiang Xinyi finally decided to marry Han Dong.

Today is their big day, and their wedding is scheduled for 12 p.m. in the banquet hall of the Grand Pacific Hotel.

In the early morning, the sky was getting brighter.

The sun rises slowly, and the warm sunlight reflects every corner of Rongcheng, bringing vitality to this bustling city and gradually becoming noisy.

9 a.m.

An elongated Lincoln with a ribbon and a big red word "Xi" on it, and a convoy of dozens of black Mercedes-Benz cars slowly parked in front of Jiang Xinyi's villa on the Left Bank Peninsula.

The convoy was lined up, and it was magnificent and spectacular.

A group of journalists arrived early.

They want to use the long guns and short barrels in their hands to witness the unique wedding of Han Dong, chairman of Huaxia Film and Television Media Company, and Jiang Xinyi, chairman of Tengda Industrial Company.

Under the light of a flash of lights, Han Dong stepped out of the car accompanied by a young groomsman with flowers in his hand.

Han Dong was wearing a dark suit, his hair was neatly combed, oily and smooth, his appearance was graceful, his aura was extraordinary, his face was full of spring breeze, and his demeanor was thousands.

At this time, Jiang Xinyi, accompanied by her bridesmaid Wen Ling, sat quietly on the head of the bed and waited for the arrival of the welcoming team.

She was wearing a set of white wedding dresses, which set off her delicate body incomparably gracefully, her long black hair was pulled up high, and her beautiful face was painted with a layer of heavy makeup, which looked even more graceful and wonderful.

Under the illumination of a flash of lights, Han Dong welcomed the bride out of the villa, walked to the black Lincoln, and got into the Lincoln.

The route of the wedding car starts from the Left Bank Peninsula and drives into the city, circling the city center and ending at the Grand Pacific Hotel, where the wedding is held.

Behind the endless motorcade of greeting relatives, there are reporters and private cars of relatives and friends.

Therefore, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi, Cadillac, Land Rover with emergency lights, like a colorful dragon, crawling on the street, the scene is huge, very spectacular.

This kind of scene is grand enough, magnificent enough, and it is rare to see it in Rongcheng, where the big convoy passes, thousands of onlookers watch, and the sound of exclamation is endless.

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At the entrance of the Pacific Hotel, the colorful flags fluttered and beaming.

In order to marry Jiang Xinyi, Han Dong has already chartered the entire banquet hall, tea house, and lounge of the Pacific Hotel, and it seems that he attaches great importance to this wedding.

A large group of reporters, fans, and fans flooded the entire enclosure, and dozens of police officers maintained order here.

On the one hand, these people are here to enjoy this unique wedding, and on the other hand, they are here to meet the celebrities who came to the wedding, hoping to get an autograph or something.

In the parking lot, many famous cars are parked, and some gentry and celebrities, film and television stars have arrived one after another.

After getting off the bus, escorted by the police, sent to the lobby, and presented a red envelope at the guest registration office, it was taken to the lounge by the hotel hostess.

Half past eleven at noon.

The convoy arrived at the Pacific Hotel on time, and the groom took the bride's hand to get out of the car, flashing lights, thunderous applause, and everyone cheered.

The wedding sonata played, and the bride and groom walked into the wedding hall arm in arm, stepping on the red carpet.

Where the newcomer passed, the color tube crackled and exploded, and the ribbons flew sideways in an instant, and the petals and flowers rained all over the sky, and the white foam sprayed to the newcomer.

The applause rang out in unison, the applause was thunderous, the atmosphere of the whole wedding hall was warm to the peak, with joy in the chaos, and the wedding hall was immersed in a sea of jubilation......

At 12:08 a.m., the wedding ceremony began.

Relatives and friends sat down at one time, the entire wedding hall gradually quieted down, and a master of ceremonies wearing a dress held a microphone on the rostrum, and the college announced:

"Ladies and gentlemen, distinguished guests, welcome to the wedding of Mr. Han Dong and Ms. Jiang Xinyi, I now announce that the wedding is now ......"

Mixed with applause, the bride and groom, accompanied by the bridesmaids and groomsmen, walked onto the rostrum.

The master of ceremonies smiled and said: "Next, please ask the witnesses, Mr. Han Dong and Ms. Jiang Xinyi's matchmaker Aunt Fang to read out the "Marriage Certificate" issued by the Civil Affairs Bureau for them, and ask Aunt Fang to ......."

Fang Ting's mother stepped up to the rostrum, held the marriage certificate of the two, and read it out loud: "This is the marriage certificate of Han Dong and Jiang Xinyi, and I now declare them to be a legal husband and wife......"

Next, the bride and groom exchanged rings, bowed three times, Han Dong's parents and Jiang Xinyi's mother came to the stage, the newlyweds gave tea to their parents, the representatives of both parents spoke, and the parents of both sides left......

On the rostrum, the wedding was being held in an orderly manner according to the process.

Offstage, full of guests and friends, sitting at a table with Wu Bo, those who came to attend Jiang Xinyi's wedding banquet were:

Mr. Zhang of Xinyuan Real Estate Development Company, Liu Xiaoying, Wu Bo's old lover, daughter Wu Xiaoqian, President Wen of the court, Director Sun of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Director Sun's goddaughter Mengting, TV station anchor Han Xue and Rongcheng Metropolis Daily reporter Ding Yan, etc.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind Wu Bo: "Wu Bo, it's not good, something is wrong......

Wu Bo looked back and saw a female prosecutor in uniform standing in front of him, and asked strangely: "Prosecutor Fang, what happened to you in such a panic?" ”

Fang Ting looked frightened and said, "Mayor Chen has already confessed to the huge amount of money you bribed him, and the procuratorate has issued an arrest warrant for you." ”

"Oh, I know," Wu Bo knew that there would be such a day when he opened the room for Vice Mayor Chen, Director Xiao and Xiao Liang collectively, so he was very calm and said, "Prosecutor Fang, if you still regard me as a friend, just sit down and have a drink with us!" ”

With that, he took a sip of his glass.

Fang Ting picked up the cup and touched it with him, and said melancholy: "Wu Bo, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you anymore this time, come, toast you!" ”

"Thank you, I am content to have a friend like you!" Wu Bo drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

The eyes of everyone present focused on Wu Bo.

Wu Xiaoqian seemed to understand their conversation, and cried "wow".

Wen Ling, who was standing on the rostrum as a bridesmaid for Jiang Xinyi, heard Wu Xiaoqian's crying, hurriedly rushed down from the stage, hugged Wu Xiaoqian into her arms, and asked:

"Xiaoqian, what's wrong with you?"

"Auntie, something happened to my dad!"

The little girl's crying echoed throughout the hall, and the joyful atmosphere at Han Dong and Jiang Xinyi's wedding suddenly became dim.

On this day full of joy, the sudden receipt of this unfortunate news surprised everyone present, among these people, everyone directly or indirectly has some special relationship with Wu Bo.

Now, Wu Bo is in trouble, and everyone can't stand idly by. (To be continued.) )