After he and Song Zhiyue left, Lu Zhenming looked at Liang Weirong and Feng Shen in the crowd, and narrowed a pair of dark eyes.

"Let's go over and say hi to them."

Su Wansheng stood still and didn't move: "It's already to save face if you can come, do you still want to send them blessings?" ”

Lu Zhenming knew that she was indignant for Feng Chen, and looked at her quietly: "Today, Feng Shen must also pay special attention to Feng Chen, if you want to know if Feng Chen is coming, why bother looking for it." ”

Seeing him say this, Su Wansheng followed him over.

When passing by the waiter, Lu Zhenming took two glasses of wine from the tray and gave one of them to Su Wansheng.

Coming to Liang Weirong and Feng Shen, Lu Zhenming said with a warm expression: "Congratulations to the two." ”

There is no warmth in the indifferent voice, and there is no sincere blessing.

Feng Shen raised his glass at him and said with a smile: "It's my honor that Mr. Lu can come." ”

Lu Zhenming lightly hooked his lips and put the cup to his mouth, but did not drink it.

Feng Shen took a sip of the wine in the cup, and looked at him again, with an undercurrent in his eyes: "Mr. Lu, have you seen my brother?" My dad and Aunt Wen are looking for him everywhere. ”

Feng Chen's mother is called Wen Mei.

Lu Zhenming looked at him with a smile: "Do you want him to come, or don't you want him to come?" ”

"I'm the eldest brother's engagement, this is a major event in my life, of course I hope he comes."

If the dust doesn't come, how can he see his painful appearance?

Just thinking about Feng Chen's painful appearance, his heart was very excited.

He would be happier if he could see it with his own eyes.

Lu Zhenming shook the wine in the glass, and said unashamedly: "Aren't you afraid that he will kidnap your fiancée?" ”

"How so? Rong Rong and I have a good relationship. ”

When he said this, Feng Shen turned his body sideways, and smoothed Liang Weirong's broken hair that was blown by the sea breeze to his ears, considerate and gentle.

And Liang Weirong always had a weak and delicate smile on her face, and she was wearing a very large and bright diamond ring on her finger holding the wine glass.

Lu Zhenming suddenly understood why Feng Shen only invited one-third of the people in the circle, but also invited the media.

What he is waiting for is to seal the dust to smash the field and make jokes.

When the time comes, the media will be exposed, and Feng Chen will be ridiculed by the people of the entire Jiangcheng.

In order to be able to completely defeat the sealed dust, he really tried his best.

Other guests came to send blessings, and Lu Zhenming took Su Wansheng to other places.

Su Wansheng said: "So, the dust has not come yet? ”

Judging from Feng Shen's words just now, it is very possible.

"It should be."

Liang Weirong, who was responding to the guests with Feng Shen, looked around a little absent-mindedly.

After dealing with Feng Shen, who came to send blessings, he whispered in her ear: "Aren't you disappointed to see that he didn't come?" ”

Liang Weirong pretended to be stupid: "I didn't, I was looking at where my parents were." ”

"Don't pretend to be in front of me, your little bit of mind can't escape my eyes." Feng Shen's smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"If you care so much, why are you engaged to me?"

Liang Weirong has always wondered why he wants to propose marriage to his parents even though he knows that he likes to seal the dust.

Feng Shen's face kept a smile: "It's the same as you." ”

Liang Weirong was dazed: "Same as me?" ”

"It's all about stimulating the dust."

Liang Weirong stimulated Feng Chen, wanting him to make up his mind to marry her.