Chapter 015: Earn money for your ex-boyfriend's entourage 13

On this day, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The almanac shows that it is advisable to make alliances, take collections, and marry.

The excitement of the wedding scene and the bright and beautiful weather complement each other.

What a grand scene that is in line with the good things come in pairs and welcome the new people.

Yin Hua secretly despised in his heart, it was really Mary Sue's aura that shone on all aspects of the protagonist~

When she entered the door, Yin Hua said hello to the people she knew, and she didn't care about interpreting the eyes of those who knew her well, so she found an empty table in the corner and sat down.

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother belong to the elders of both sides, and they are at the front row table.

Greeting Yinhua, she excused herself to be quiet and didn't pass.

Today's highlight is very energy-consuming, and it is necessary to brew the possession of the drama spirit, and it cannot be wasted in the so-called vanity and grievances between the elders.

Although the original owner Jiang Shunan is one year younger than Yao Wei, they are classmates from elementary school to high school.

The two have a lot of classmates and alumni in common.

Some of them have been in close proximity.

Jiang Shunan and Yao Wei are a couple, and they also said that marriage is a matter of time, and these people know it.

suddenly learned that Yao Wei was married, and the bride turned out to be Jiang Shunan's cousin, these people were confused.

The three people involved have their own things to say, and they cover them tightly, and there is no other place to inquire about this kind of thing.

In the past few days after receiving the invitation, these melon-eating students have been suffocated.

Now seeing Yinhua sitting there alone, no matter what his intentions are, he is rushing over to satisfy his curiosity in the name of concern.

Yin Hua looked at A, B, C and D in front of him, and drew a little in this plot, probably matching the numbers with a few people in front of him.

With the help of the plot, the relationship between these so-called classmates and the original owner is also easy to distinguish.

There are true and false good, true and bad, and there are false bad.

The concerns are all pretty much the same:

Yao Wei got married, how could the bride not be Jiang Shunan.

Yin Hua bowed his head slightly and was silent.

No matter how many people 'care', they don't raise their heads or keep silent.

After a long time, a 'fake good' female classmate finally shook Yin Hua's shoulder to pick it out.

"Ya, it's time like this, you have something to say, if it's really Yao Wei's stinky boy who thinks differently, I will definitely help you stir up this wedding."

Someone got up, and a boy came over jokingly.

"Xiao Jiang, why did you hear that today's bride is still your cousin? This kind of thing happens between your cousins, woman, what a creature to be reckoned with~"

"Then what happened when Yao Wei took you in and out of the right pair before? As soon as it comes out today, your face is in it..."'Fake good' female classmate answered.

"Jiang Shunan, we seem to have met your cousin, she is a big beauty, no wonder..."The other male classmate smiled maliciously.

"I have long advised you to settle the marriage as soon as possible, you still don't take it seriously, alas..."

In this section of the original plot, the original owner recuperated for a while, and his slightly adjusted mentality was completely torn apart by these melons.

Although there are 'really good' classmates in the round, the original owner, who is not strong, has also collapsed to a new level.

After insisting on the wedding, he collapsed when he went back.

This is when Yao Wei turned back to ask for help after being cleaned out of the house.

"Enough!" A female classmate tore open the 'fake good' female classmate, sat next to Yin Hua, grabbed her hand and held it in the palm of her hand.

I thought that the temperature of the cold fingers was quite normal, but the moment I was held by the female classmate, I shrank and stiffened as if I had been stung.