Chapter 138: The Best Secretary Sleeps at the Table (43)

"Teach you a lesson for your parents."

"Do you know that there are two words, one is called uncultivated, and the other is called uncultivated. I usually scold people and say that she is not cultivated, because I don't want to involve her parents, and upbringing is related to your family. ”

"But today, your attitude reminds me of three words - no, education, and upbringing!"

Wei Qingqing's tone was flat.

The words that come out are intriguing.

"You ......"

It's not good to be feminine.

She can be regarded as the eldest lady from a famous noble.

Where has such anger been received?

At that time, I couldn't help it, rolled up my sleeves and wanted to fight.

It's just that before the arm was raised, it was grabbed by the security guard.

"Miss, today is Mr. Shen's wedding banquet, no violence is allowed on the scene, in order to ensure the physical safety of most people, please leave here!"

The woman was stunned.

"Do you say that again? Drive me away? Do you know who I am? ”

The security guard didn't speak.

Just when the woman was triumphant and wanted to show off, two policewomen came next to her, took her by the arm and took her out.

Men can't do anything with women.

But women can.

Everyone sighed.

It was obviously Wei Qingqing who did it first just now.

But in the end, it was not her who was invited out.

They shook their heads.

I started to think that Wei Qingqing was a little embarrassed.

Wei Qingqing didn't pay much attention to it, but found a corner, sat down, and put on sunglasses.

Attend your ex-boyfriend's wedding.

Be sure to bring a pair of sunglasses.

- Why?

"Out of sight is out of sight."

Another place.

Shen An's fingers tapped lightly on the table.

Junyi's eyes darkened a lot.

Want to get a hands on his woman?

I'm sorry.

Then I'll send you to the Pacific Ocean to feed the sharks.

Qingqing, Qingqing, my Qingqing.

I'm getting married.

But the bride is not you.

But don't worry, I will definitely put on the wedding dress I prepared for you.

…… Tear it up again!

The wedding begins.

The romantic wedding march floated throughout the banquet, and the bride in a white wedding dress walked in through the door, followed by two cute little flower girls.

Wei Qingqing took a sip of wine.

Mu Xiaoxing's veil covered most of his face, revealing only a small part.

People can't see her eyes.

This time it's more like Wei Qingqing.

The groom, Shen An, was waiting for her at the end of the red carpet.

Without waiting for Mu Xiaoxing to come over, Shen An held roses and stepped on the red carpet with leather shoes, and walked towards her step by step.

The crowd cheered.

Wei Qingqing took another sip of wine.

"Shen An ......"

"Call me husband."

What a sweet conversation.

Who listens to it and is not impressed.

Rao is Mu Xiaoxing, who knew that this wedding was fake, and after hearing these four words, the soft place in his heart also moved.

"Old, husband ......"

The bride bowed her head shyly.

"Kiss one!"

"Kiss one!"

“……”

The uproar at the scene grew louder and louder.

Wei Qingqing took a sip of wine.

Shen An smiled evilly.

He was originally born good-looking, and his bad smile almost killed him.

There is a good saying -

If you are not afraid of bad people, you are afraid that bad people are good-looking.

Lean over, bend over.

Slowly approaching his bride.

The lip flap is about to touch.

Little by little......

"Bang-~"

Just as their lips were about to touch, Wei Qingqing stood up, kicked away the chair, and ran outside.

Shen An didn't expect that she would run away.

…… Did he go too far?