Speaking of this, the expression on Shen Hanzhi's face became a little deeper.

The last time she went to Qiao's house, she didn't react too violently, if she could fully adapt, it meant that Qiao's family was no longer the fear in her heart.

But he wouldn't force her.

Hearing him say this, Lin Nanxun looked up at him seriously.

"I want to go."

Although she didn't like Qiao Yufei, Qiao Yucheng was once her very good friend, and she wanted to go to his wedding.

Anyway, there are bad guys with her, and she is not afraid of going anywhere.

Hearing her say this, Shen Hanzhi pursed his thin lips.

"Okay."

……

As night fell, Qiao's house gradually began to be lively.

Guests began to arrive.

In the room on the second floor, Qiao Yucheng stood in front of the window, calmly looking at the lively situation downstairs, but there was no smile on his warm face.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the room, and he did not speak, the door was pushed open, and a man in a suit walked up to him and stopped.

"How's it going?" Qiao Yucheng turned his head to look at the man and suddenly asked.

"It's all arranged." The man nodded.

Hearing this, Qiao Yucheng finally had a trace of expression on his face, he nodded lightly and waved his hand at the other party.

"Let's go down."

The man didn't leave, but continued to whisper with his head down.

"Qiao Wanhe asked you to go to the small living room."

"I'm not in the mood to accompany them to entertain guests." Qiao Yucheng said indifferently.

"There's someone you're interested in."

"Who?" Hearing this, Qiao Yucheng's face changed.

"Mochuan."

After the other party's words were finished, Qiao Yucheng showed a surprised expression on his face.

……

Inside the living room where guests are entertained.

A stunningly beautiful man in a burgundy shirt sat loosely on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his fingers, shaking it, and then taking a sip.

"It is really an honor for our Qiao family to be here with Mr. Mo." Qiao Wanhe stood aside and humbly poured red wine for him.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.

Qiao Yucheng appeared in the living room.

"Yucheng, you're here."

Hearing the voice, the man on the sofa lazily raised his eyes, glanced at the man who had just entered, and looked at him.

"You're the one who got married today?"

"Mr. Mo, I'm Qiao Yucheng." Qiao Yucheng came all the way to Mo Chuan's side, and then politely showed a smile.

At this time, a subordinate beside Mo Chuan came over and handed over a box.

"At this time, our Mo family's gift."

Qiao Yucheng stretched out his hand to take it, gave the thing to the subordinates beside him, then looked at Qiao Wanhe, and said suddenly.

"Uncle, I have something I want to talk to Mr. Mo about alone."

"Then you can entertain Mr. Mo well, but remember not to miss the wedding."

Hearing him say this, Qiao Wanhe nodded, glanced at the rest of the people, and then left with the people.

……

When Qiao Wanhe and the other idle people left, before Qiao Yucheng could speak first, Mo Chuan put down the wine glass in his hand, and the demonic face finally showed a serious expression.

"Today's wedding banquet, all the people of your Qiao family will come?"

"It's basically coming." Hearing him suddenly ask, Qiao Yucheng nodded, but couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Mr. Mo came to our Qiao house this time, it shouldn't just be as simple as wanting to come to my wedding banquet." Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.