"Distinguished guests, leaders, ladies and gentlemen, hello everyone!"

The lights of the wedding banquet dimmed instantly, and the whole was condensed on the stage of the master of ceremonies.

"On this auspicious, extraordinarily special and unique day. Thank you all for coming to the wedding of Miss Murong and Mr. Bei, today, we ushered in the happy union of a couple, and at the same time, we can witness an extremely sincere love today. ”

Nan Qizhan: "Heheda! This blows really loudly, sincere love, it is quite sincere. ”

Yan Muye touched Nan Qizhan with his elbow: "Shhh, don't talk nonsense." ”

Nan Qizhan covered his mouth: "Okay, since you don't let me talk nonsense, then I won't talk nonsense." ”

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Master of ceremonies: "Mr. Bei and Miss Murong have known each other for several years, how long have they known each other?" It took about seven years. ”

"In the past seven years, two people have experienced each other's lives and participated in each other's lives from the initial acquaintance, acquaintance, and love."

"The two of them have studied abroad together, founded their own personal company together, and left many beautiful moments in life together.

Bei Yanchen walked to the center of the banquet in a dark gray suit, and everyone's eyes looked this way.

Murong Xiaoxiao was wearing a white wedding dress, and her hand stepped on Murong Xiahai's arm.

Murong Xiahai saw that his baby daughter was finally getting married today, and his heart was full of stories, as well as a different kind of emotion.

Murong Xiahai: "In the future, if you marry into the Bei family, you will be from someone else's family, but no matter what, you have to remember your father, the Murong family will always be your dependence, when you are homesick, when you will come back, your mother and I have been waiting for you at home." ”

Murong Xiahai said these words with a microphone. So when he said these words, everyone in the audience could hear them, including Yan Muye.

Yan Muye shook the wine in the glass expressionlessly, listening to the words in his ear, his heart had long lost the sourness that he had that might have occurred, and he also lost the expectation he had when he was young.

It is precisely because she has experienced so many things that she takes everything lightly.

Going around and around, there are so many people around me, but how many will really accompany me from the beginning to the end?

Yan Muye didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

In this life, she just wants to live well, and it doesn't matter who wants to leave or stay if the people around her want to stay.

Like Murong Xiahai, it is estimated that he has long forgotten that he has two daughters, one of whom has already been kicked out of the house by her.

He also had two wives, one of whom had long since died in his memory.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

Nan Qizhan, as Yan Muye's brother, specially glanced at the person next to him when he heard Murong Xiahai finish saying that.

may be because the light is relatively dim, and the dim light hits Yan Muye's face, making her even more indifferent.

Yan Muye's temperament was already outstanding, and when she chose to be enchanted, it seemed to be the charm itself.

When she chooses to be cold, and just by looking at her, there is a feeling of being at the end of the point.