Qin Wenrou couldn't hear Qin Xin's response on the phone, and couldn't help but hang up the phone a little angrily:

"She must have been confused by Mommy's last words, and her brain was blown up, dumbfounded."

"Do you think that if you don't answer me by pretending to be dead, Nalan Yejue's short life doesn't exist?"

"Qin Xin, I'm just waiting for the day when you cry and chirp as a widow!"

As everyone knows.

On the other end of the phone, there was chaos!

When Qin Xin bumped into the little maid who fell to the ground, Si Mo Yuzheng swaggered into Nalan's house: "Madam, Si is here to congratulate the newlywed." ”

Although Si Shi and Nalan Group have always been competitors, in private, Mrs. Nalan treats these juniors in the business world equally, and said with a smile: "Xiao Si, welcome, welcome, please come in." ”

Nalan Yejue's face sank: "I didn't invite you. ”

It was clear that he didn't want this guy to come in.

Si Moyu narrowed his eyes: "On a happy day, it's not very auspicious to be so a guest, right?" ”

Nalan Yejue's face became even more stinky: "You don't come to the most auspicious." ”

What purpose can this uneasy and well-meaning guy come to his wedding other than to make trouble?

It was still Mrs. Nalan who smiled and played a round game: "Jue'er, don't talk to the guests like this, Xiao Si is right, everyone who comes is a guest, and they also bring congratulatory gifts sincerely, isn't it?" Hey, this tribute jujube snow lotus seed is quite precious, is this wishing you an early birth to a precious son, Xiao Si, your child is so sweet, come on, the first seat is invited! ”

Si Mo Yu couldn't say it: "......" Damn, which non-long-eyed subordinate prepared a congratulatory gift for Lao Tzu, which actually means that he gave birth to a noble son early?

Nalan Yejue's face finally looked better: "In this case, then I will give you a chance to go in and watch the ceremony." ”

Simoyu: "......"

Lao Tzu is not here to watch the ceremony, Lao Tzu is here to rob the marriage!

Stepping into the banquet hall, Si Moyu found that he arrived relatively late, and the so-called "first seat" actually had as many as ten seats.

That is to say, in the empire and even internationally, there are nearly 100 big people with heads and faces.

He took a deep breath.

Nalan Yejue's stinky boy actually has such a big row, why doesn't he believe it?

Seeing that he was only assigned the last seat in the "first seat" because he came late, Si Moyu pursed his lips and said to the servant: "When will the banquet officially start?" ”

Servant: "President Si, the auspicious time is set at eight o'clock." ”

Si Moyu looked at his watch, it was only half past seven, and there was still half an hour before the banquet began, and he didn't want to talk awkwardly with a group of old foreign men here.

"I'll go for a walk in the garden."

He walked towards the back garden of Nalan's house, not polite at all, as if this was his own home.

The servant smiled bitterly, and it was not easy to stop this guest who did not play cards according to common sense, so he could only let him go.

Si Moyu was walking slowly in the garden corridor, and a young man on crutches at the fork in the road ahead, perhaps also afraid of boredom, looked at the scenery by the railing, and the two met at the fork in the road, and they both recognized each other:

"Uncle Si?"

"Are you...... Hu Yi's classmates? Why are you lame, like Lord Nalan Night? ”

"Ahem, little uncle, wasn't I tied up with Hu Yi, he injured his hand, I injured my legs and feet, and I am still recovering."

"Oh, then you kid has a heart, and you're lame and still coming to Nalan's wedding."

"Uncle, I'm not here for Mr. Nalan, I'm here to attend Sister Xin's wedding. She's married, and I have to come. ”