When Wu Yangyang and Quan Xiao took the oath, Ye Zhiyi, who was standing on the side, overheard the conversation of a man and a woman in the crowd below.

"Don't worry, when the wedding ceremony is over, I'm saying, at least let her complete the wedding ceremony successfully, this is the only thing I do for her."

"Okay."

Ye Zhiwan looked at the crowd suspiciously, everyone's eyes were fixed on the two newcomers on the stage, and there was nothing unusual.

She didn't hear what the two men said clearly, so it was difficult to directly determine the meaning of the last two sentences.

Hopefully, I misheard it or misunderstood it.

When Wu Yangyang went to change into a toasting outfit, Ye Zhilu, who had been hungry all morning, hurried to find Rong He during this period, and stayed in the food area with him.

Ye Zhiwei put the cake into his mouth and asked Rong You: "Is the man who just held a wedding with Wu Yangyang a power owl?" ”

"It's him, what's wrong?"

Ye Zhilu was almost choked by such a sentence.

"Such a young admiral?"

Rong He nodded lightly: "Well, he is a strange person." ”

Ye Zhilu raised his eyes to look at Rong He, his eyes were full of stars and seas.

"Just like you?"

Rong He pursed the corners of his lips, and in the face of Ye Zhiqi's adoring and hot gaze, his face looked a little uncomfortable.

He picked up a glass of juice and handed it to Ye Zhiwei, changing the topic.

"Don't you just eat cake?"

It's okay not to mention it, but when he mentions Ye Zhi, he really feels that his throat is a little dry.

Just as he was about to take the glass of juice, a soft, deep voice interjected.

"Do you know, can you give this glass of juice to your uncle?"

Ye Zhilu saw Wu Qihua coming over with a smile.

She didn't hesitate to hand the glass of juice to Wu Qihua.

"Drink then."

Wu Qihua politely took the juice cup and explained to Ye Zhiwei with a smile: "Uncle was mixed in the officialdom in the early years, he was busy with entertainment every day, and he drank his liver, so he couldn't get half a drop of alcohol. ”

"I just turned around several wine areas and didn't see juice, you have the last glass in your hand, maybe there are too many guests today, and the waiter didn't have time to turn over the table."

Ye Zhilu smiled and shook his head.

"Uncle Wu, you just drink, you're welcome."

Wu Qihua nodded with a smile and turned his gaze to Rong He.

"Are you two together?"

"Hmm." Accommodate and slightly jawed.

"Yes, the marriage between the two of you can be regarded as a consummation."

"Thank you, Uncle Wu." Ye Zhilu smiled and narrowed his eyes.

At this time, a waiter came over and said two words to Wu Qihua, and after listening, Wu Qihua nodded at Ye Zhihe and Ronghe.

"There's an old friend over there looking for me to come over, and my uncle will go first, and I'll be looking for you to catch up with you later."

"Okay." Ye Zhilu waved at him.

After Wu Qihua left, Ye Zhilu couldn't help but sigh to Rong He: "Her father came out, which can be regarded as an obsession of hers." ”

"Hmm." Rong He responded lightly.

"By the way, brother, we are both married, when are we going to see Uncle Rong and Aunt Gong?"

"Tomorrow."

Ye Zhiwan couldn't help laughing: "Tomorrow? It's really like wind is rain. "And when do you think it's appropriate?"

Ye Zhilu's eyes turned around, and he couldn't think of a better idea.

"Tomorrow, then."

Just as Ye Zhifu's words fell, there was a click in the audience, and all the lights went out.

Ye Zhiwei was stunned, and his heart became inexplicably uneasy.