The two walked out of the dressing room together, and Zheng Binhao breathed a sigh of relief.

The ceremonies of the wedding are all the same, vows, blessings, applause and flowers, a happy couple exchanging rings, seeing Zheng Binhao and the two embracing each other affectionately, Zhang Yang blessed them from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, when did you get to the Northern Capital?" A familiar voice sounded, and Zhang Yang looked sideways.

I saw Meng Wanting walking over not far away, with a relaxed and charming smile on her pretty face.

The women's suit wraps her petite figure, the white lace women's shirt and coat inside are in stark contrast, innocent, and a pair of small leather boots make her look a lot more playful.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"Why can't I come?" Meng Wanting asked with a smile.

"I mean, if I knew you were coming, we wouldn't be lonely and bored on the road." Zhang Yang leaned into her ear and whispered with a wicked smile.

"you, who's rarely with you."

Meng Wanting didn't expect him to be so open-mouthed on such an occasion, and spat out.

"Then who are you coming with, let's go back together." Zhang Yang continued to joke.

"Okay, let's go back together."

Meng Wanting smiled and tilted her head sideways and said, "I came with him." ”

I saw that Meng Chunpeng not far away also saw him, and walked over here with a smile.

Zhang Yang immediately understood, it seems that she has settled her old suspicions with her father, otherwise how could she come to the wedding together?

In fact, he should have thought of this a long time ago, Uncle Ping invited Meng Chunpeng to attend the wedding, if this girl still had trouble with him, she would definitely not come.

How embarrassing it would be for a father and daughter to be together and ignore anyone.

"Why are you talking so happily?" Meng Chunpeng didn't say much politely, jokingly.

"He said that if he goes back, everyone will go back together, and many people will not be lonely and bored." Meng Wanting said with a subtle change in his words.

"Okay, when are you going back?" Meng Chunpeng was very happy.

"I'm kidding, it's going to be two days before I get back, and the time hasn't been set yet." Zhang Yang hurriedly explained his refusal.

I always feel uncomfortable when I go back with a leader like a provincial governor, even if I know that he is approachable, but some jokes can't be overdone.

In this case, it is better to relax freely with Shen Xue, a little girl.

"Oh, well, when I return to the East China Sea, I have a treat and thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Zhang Yang asked a little knowingly.

"Of course, you persuaded Wanting to forgive me for my mistakes." Meng Chunpeng said with a hint of gratitude on his face.

"I didn't help you anything, if she forgave you, it means that you didn't do anything wrong, but she figured it out." Zhang Yang explained with a smile.

Indeed, Meng Chunpeng can't judge right or wrong at all, and if it were himself, he might have the same reaction as Meng Wanting.

But can you say he's done wrong? As Uncle Ping said, he is a man, and he also has to think about the whole family.

"Yes, I figured it out, and my father was also at fault, but not for himself, but for the sake of his family."

Sure enough, Meng Wanting thought the same as Zhang Yang, and continued: "He can't forgive himself, and I, the daughter, don't forgive him, it's too unfair to my father." ”

After a short pause, he said with a wry smile: "Mom chose this way for the sake of the family, and now with Dad, although there is no mother, this family is still complete and happy." ”

What she said was very atmospheric, but Zhang Yang's heart was sour, and while she was happy for her, she also felt sad for herself.

When Meng Chunpeng heard his daughter's words, his eyes turned red, and he glanced around to hide his emotion and said, "Let's go, let's go, don't mention these sad things." ”

At this time, the ceremony had ended, and everyone gathered around Gu Mingyou and Zheng Binhao and walked towards the lobby of the hotel.

The arrangement of the banquet was originally to let Zhang Yang and Zheng Binhao's grandparents have a table with their parents, and of course, Leng Qingqiu's master and apprentice.

What surprised Zhang Yang was that there was still Shen Xue's grandfather who was treated as a guest, and then he thought about his bull fork that night, and Zheng Jianguo was also a soldier, which is understandable.

Of course, he politely declined, saying that he would not go over anything.

Zheng Jianguo was naturally very happy when his son got married, but he didn't take the time to greet the guests at all.

And Zheng Binhao's mother accompanied the two old people, secretly wiping tears of joy from time to time.

With their family background, it is of course very easy for their son to marry a wife, and they don't even know how many famous ladies take the initiative to send them to the door.

But her son's single-mindedness towards Gu Mingyou, as well as the experience of almost being separated between life and death at that time, made her completely understand her son's determination to pursue happiness.

Now that it has finally come to fruition, such a perfect happy event has made her as a mother naturally excited.

It is understandable that they regard Zhang Yang as a distinguished guest, but Zhang Yang does not want to sit with their elders.

Of course, he would not choose to share a table with Meng Chunpeng, the leader of the bull fork, the best choice was to be with Shen Xue, find a slightly remote wine table and sit down.

It seems that the people at the table are not familiar, and after a few simple greetings, they will eat separately, wait for the bride and groom to toast, and then end the feast.

"Shen Xue, I haven't seen you for a long time, where did you go?"

A voice sounded, Zhang Yang and Shen Xue looked at each other almost at the same time, only to see a man shouting at a banquet across the two tables.

The man was seventeen or eighteen years old, with some bulging eyes, looking more like a toad, and his hair was neatly combed and shiny hairspray.

The black tight-fitting tank top wears a denim shoulder and a cross pendant around his neck.

Fat jeans and big scalp shoes, like a crazy boy, are extremely incommensurate with the hair that is not messy with hairspray, and it feels nondescript.

His voice was very loud, causing the people at the wine table to look sideways, and after Shen Xue turned his head, he didn't pay attention to him.

"Who's that?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"It's a playboy, Ling Qiule of the Ling family, the four major families in the Northern Capital." Shen Xue said disdainfully.

"How do you know him?" Zhang Yang asked habitually.

"I met at a friend's party, and then came to my school to see me a few times."

After Shen Xue finished speaking, she glanced sideways and said, "At first glance, I wasn't a good person, so I ignored it, and then I transferred to the East China Sea." ”

"You didn't transfer school to avoid him, did you?" Zhang Yang joked.

"For him? I don't need to transfer to such a disgusting person. ”

After Shen Xue paused, she smiled and said, "I just transferred for you, otherwise we won't go back to the East China Sea and stay in Beidu." ”

"Come on, stay in Beidu and see such a person, you are not disgusting, I still feel disgusting." Zhang Yang said teasingly.

He wondered in his heart, as long as he was one of the four major families, he must be a figure with a head and a face, how could he have such a son, and the gap with Zheng Binhao was too big.

"Then you don't look at him." Shen Xue knew that he was deliberately refusing, so she pursed her lips and said.

She really didn't want Zhang Yang to go back, in her opinion, Zhang Yang had dropped out of school, and there was no difference between being in the East China Sea and being in the North, not to mention that there were still a few beauties waiting for him over there.

Ling Qiule saw that Shen Xue ignored him, so he simply stood up and walked over.

The back heel seemed to be off the ground, and the leg seemed to be equipped with a spring, and it was bustling with that kind of pretending to be arrogant.

"Shen Xue, who is this little white face next to you?"

After walking to Shen Xue's side, a hand casually put on her shoulder, and there was a provocative tone in his words.

"Take your paw away." Shen Xue said coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'll take it."

Ling Qiule looked flattering and teasing, then took his arm away and put it on Zhang Yang's shoulder and said, "I haven't seen you for more than a month, where did you find such a little white face?" ”

"Dude, you should go to the bathroom and look in the mirror to see who the hell is the little white face." Zhang Yang responded with a smile.

If it weren't for the identity of the four major families, I am afraid that I would be beaten by others a hundred times a day on the street.

However, because of this identity, he pretended to be even more forced, and always thought that Lao Tzu was the best in the world, Zhang Yang thought secretly in his heart.

"That's right, look at your oily noodles, you look like a sissy, how do you look like a man?" Shen Xue grabbed Zhang Yang's arm and said with a smile.

"Boy, do you know who I am?" The corners of Ling Qiule's mouth twitched, and a fierce look appeared on his face.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, thinking to himself how everyone who pretended to be forced was this sentence.

It means as if if you know who he says, and others will not dare to provoke him.

"I know, Shen Xue just told me, you don't need to introduce yourself, you can go back."

Today is Zheng Binhao's wedding, he has made up his mind not to cause trouble, although he wants to beat up the pretending goods in front of him, but he has been patient.

I just saw that Yuanyuan happened to be passing by here, and wanted to play tricks on this girl, so with a wave of her arm, a silver needle appeared in her hand, and quietly stabbed at the Fushe point in Ling Qiule's abdomen.

The Fushe acupoint controls the secretion of male hormones in the human body, and it is several times more powerful under the action of Jiuyang True Fire, which can make people enter a state of mild madness.

Sure enough, Ling Qiule wanted to fight back, but suddenly his body trembled, his eyes began to blur, and when he saw Yuanyuan passing by his side, he grabbed her arm.

"Chick, what's your name? Why haven't I seen you? ”

"Let it go."

Yuanyuan was stunned at first, and when she saw her flowing appearance, she said with a cold face.

"If you tell me my name, I'll let it go, and we will make friends."

Ling Qiule had a look of lust on his face, and his dirty appearance matched his outfit, he was an absolute hooligan.

"Whoever is your friend, get out of here."

Yuanyuan is not a good stubble, and it is estimated that she also took into account her senior sister's wedding, so she tried to restrain herself.

Otherwise, with her character, it is entirely possible to slap him right away.