When Xu Baiqing read out the lines that had been written to welcome the bride, he also made a joke.

"Excuse me, can you give me my cheat sheet?" Xu Baiqing stood on the stage and smiled with a microphone, not embarrassed at all.

This should obviously be the groom's true confession, and it should be an expression of sincere feelings that make people tearful, and he turned it into a script for acting.

It's so clear, I don't care about the meeting of the two families at all, and I just say it.

He even asked someone to hand him a cheat sheet.

He was deliberately, deliberately embarrassed.

Song Shangze held Song Qiaoyan, whose hands were trembling slightly, outside the door, and could almost see how Song Qiaoyan would react when he saw Song Chinese New Year's Eve after entering.

One of the best men in the venue embarrassedly sent a small note that Xu Baiqing stuffed to him not long ago.

Xu Baiqing just glanced at it.

It's a beautiful love story.

Who wouldn't remember?

If there is really a person who can't let go, touches the deepest part of your heart, makes you can't quit all the time, and makes you unable to get rid of the ghost, entrenched in the already small heart, the most red end, such a person.

Who would need a cheat sheet.

Xu Baiqing laughed, the meaning was unknown, and the small white note in his hand was torn to shreds.

He looked at Song Chinese New Year's Eve, who was sitting high, like a queen, as if he could accept everyone's worship anytime and anywhere, and then lowered his voice and slowly said the most touching love words for women.

The bride and the bride's brother were waiting outside the door.

The father of the bride and groom sat inside.

A full house of guests watched with countless pairs of eyes.

The bride reads the gorgeous love letter to another woman holding another man.

The atmosphere fell to freezing point in an instant.

Especially Mrs. Song, she came in later, I don't know what happened before, and I also noticed Song Chinese New Year's Eve, but I just felt that this girl was dressed a little too much, but after thinking about it, her daughter was not bad, so she only blamed her little girl in her heart for not being sensible, probably a friend of her daughter or son-in-law.

It wasn't until I looked left and right that I reacted, and it seemed that the woman and her son-in-law were a little different.

Every cell in her body is reminding her that this is her daughter's wedding, she is the upright lady of the Song family, she is the young lady of a wealthy noble, and she can't lose her honor.

But her hands were still shaking, and she almost dropped her chopsticks in anger.

It was Song Enming who was expressionless and held it for her without his head sideways.

There is no shame.

Mrs. Song took a closer look and suddenly found that her husband beside her was staring at the woman intently.

"Who is she?"

No one gave Mrs. Song an answer, as if the question was not important at all.

The lengthy love letter became heavy and ironic, and Mrs. Song almost gritted her teeth to think about when such a woman appeared, and she suddenly remembered what Xu Baiqing said at the beginning, before he had a relationship with Song Qiaoyan, he had a girlfriend.

Could it be that was his old love?

But who sent him the invitation?

My own daughter shouldn't be...

Mrs. Song was confused, could it be her son-in-law?

But why?

Why did Song Eunming also stare at her like that, as if he could see that person's shadow-like concentration... By the way, Shadow?

Mrs. Song looked at it again, and the two faces that were clearly wrong were placed on the woman wearing a blue and black long skirt dress, and it was not inconsistent at all.

Yes, she really looks like Song Ningzhao.