Qin Zhinan's voice was transmitted through the wireless intercom and headset and rang in everyone's ears.

Situ Rui, who helped Leah to the side of the hall, was also dyed with joy in his gray eyes.

"Princess Leah, Yun Qing is here!"

"Great!"

Leah lifted her still aching leg and straightened her skirt again.

The wedding is about to continue, and as a bridesmaid, she must of course walk into the auditorium with the best posture to add luster to her friend's wedding.

At the foot of the steps, Xu Jia, who ran over with a skirt, turned his face in surprise.

Looking at the red car speeding on the road, he also smiled.

"Great, Han Wei, great!"

Her face was smiling, but her voice was a little choked.

Han Wei raised his palm and helped her straighten the few strands of messy hair that had slipped down behind her ears.

"Don't cry, be careful with your makeup!"

On the side of the auditorium, Zhong Ling and Jin Xiangbei stopped together, and also turned their faces to look in the direction of the entrance.

At the door of the auditorium, Duan Siping also raised the corners of his lips excitedly, turned around and strode into the auditorium, and informed Wen Ziqian of the news as soon as possible.

Hearing that Pei Yun arrived lightly, Wen Ziqian mentioned that his heart fell back to the same place.

"Okay, you go and inform everyone, the wedding is ready, I'll hint at Mr. Cheng!"

The two acted separately, and Duan Si walked out of the hall in parallel, instructing the staff to get ready.

Wen Ziqian walked to the side of the rostrum and made a gesture to Cheng Tianyou on the stage.

Noticing his movements, Cheng Tianyou looked sideways slightly, and Wen Ziqian raised his hands and put the two thumbs together together, suggesting that a pair of newcomers had converged.

Cheng Tianyou understood and nodded lightly.

With a smile on his face, his nervous mood really relaxed this time, and he entered the final stage of his testimony.

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On the steps, Tang Moshen had already seen the red car from a distance.

On the wide road, only it was galloping, running towards him.

The man's pace slowed down unconsciously, and a pair of ink eyes were already dyed with apology and distress.

By the time he reached the bottom of the steps, the red car had already stopped at the bottom of the steps.

The staff next to him didn't expect Pei Yunqing to come in such a car, and he was a little stunned for a while, and forgot to help her open the door.

By the time he recognized that it was Pei Yunqing and reacted and wanted to step forward, Tang Moshen had already walked over one step ahead of him, opened the door on the side of the driver's seat, and stretched out his right hand to Pei Yunqing in the car.

Seeing him, a flash of surprise flashed in Pei Yun's lightly veiled eyes, and then he was dyed with laugh lines.

Straightening the hem of her skirt, she raised her hand to hold his palm, and stepped on the ground steadily with her slender feet in golden high heels.

Because of the previous fight, the girl's hair was a little messy, and the small crown on the top of her head was a little crooked.

However, at this moment, in Tang Moshen's eyes, she is more beautiful and moving than ever.

Raising his palm, he gently helped her straighten the crooked veil, and squatted down to help the girl smooth out the skirt.

Noticing a little blood on the tip of her shoe, he reached out and took the handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped it clean for her.

At this time, the riddle on the other side has also drilled out of the car.

The tissue that covered the wound had been stuffed into his suit, and the blood stains on the dark suit were not too obvious, and it was almost impossible to spot without looking closely.

Walking forward, he carefully wiped his clean and bloodshot fingers to help Pei Yunqing's skirt that was still on the seat of the chair carefully held down.