Seven years later. Belgium, SNL Shipping Group.

In the spacious and bright conference room, Qi Sifan handed the signed contract to the assistant, got up and shook hands with his partner Boyol, and his cold eyebrows had a little smile: "Happy cooperation!" ”

Boyol shook his hand warmly and laughed: "It will be a pleasure." Qi, I would like to invite you to my son's wedding tomorrow, I hope you can enjoy it! ”

Qi Sifan's smile almost imperceptibly retracted, and there was no abnormality on his face: "I am happy." ”

Leaving SNL, Qi Sifan got into the car, his expression returned to a cold one, and the coldness exuded by his body was daunting. The assistant sat in the front seat, looking like a cold Zen, vaguely guessing that the big boss was in an unhappy mood, and the reason for the unhappiness was that eighty percent of it was the wedding mentioned by Boyol.

Who doesn't know, seven years ago, the big boss and the eldest lady of the Lan family broke off the marriage contract the next day after the wedding banquet, and no one knows what happened in it, but you don't have to guess it is a very unpleasant thing. Over the years, the Lan family has always tried every possible way to marry the Qi family again, but unfortunately the big boss doesn't even want to see them.

When I was reminiscing about these little gossip, the assistant heard the big boss shout "stop".

The driver quickly stopped, Qi Sifan pushed the door and got out of the car, and rushed directly to a bakery across the street. The assistant didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly got out of the car and chased after him, "BOSS, what's wrong?" What are you looking for? ”

Qi Sifan ignored him, and searched the bakery inside and out, but failed to find the figure that he had just glimpsed in the car. His heart sank, and he carefully searched several shops around him, but he still didn't find the figure that had made him miss him for seven years.

A haze rose between his brows, and he stood in front of the bakery for a moment of silence before returning to the car without saying a word.

The assistant looked confused, but he didn't dare to ask more. It wasn't until he returned to the hotel where he stayed that he heard Qi Sifan's cold voice: "Give me a copy of Belgium's most famous private detective." ”

The assistant suddenly said, the big boss is looking for someone! He hurriedly responded, and asked cautiously: "What gift are you going to give to Mr. Boyol's wedding tomorrow?" ”

Qi Sifan frowned fiercely, and threw down his words without looking back: "You look at it!" ”

In the open-air garden, the wedding singer is singing songs passionately, mobilizing the joy of all the guests.

Qi Sifanka arrived before the ceremony, and when he saw the lively wedding scene, his mood became unhappy again. Since Lan Guiyuan didn't say goodbye, he didn't like the word wedding very much, because as soon as he saw or heard these two words, he would remember that he was "abandoned" by the "longan" at the wedding banquet, which made him unhappy no matter what.

Warmly welcomed by Boyol to the guest of honor, Qi Sifan ignored the cheerful chatter around him expressionlessly.

The wedding march sounded, and everyone looked sideways at the bride who walked in through the door. Qi Sifan glanced at it casually, but his whole body stiffened in an instant. His eyes flashed with surprise, doubt, and anger for a moment, and then he stood up suddenly, rushed out from the guest of honor, rushed to the bride in a few steps, and lifted the bride's veil, revealing a stunned and embarrassed oriental face.

"Lan Guiyuan, you are really good!" Qi Sifan gritted his teeth and glared at her viciously.

Lan Guiyuan never expected to meet him on such an occasion, and when she noticed the surprised eyes in all directions, she sighed in her heart.

"What about Lisa? Isn't the bride Lisa? Who is this girl? ”

"Has the bride changed? What's going on? ”

The wedding scene was in an uproar.

Qi Sifan heard that something was wrong, "What's going on?" You're not a bride? ”

Lan Guiyuan saw that the groom was surrounded by surprised relatives and friends, and couldn't help glaring at Qi Sifan in annoyance: "It's all your fault!" Obviously, you can hide it! ”

Qi Sifan's mind moved slightly, and he squinted at Lan Guiyuan, who was huffing, "Don't tell me, you are 'marrying on behalf of others' again?" ”

Lan Guiyuan was stunned for a moment, obviously remembering the fact that Lan Jiaying's cave room was designed on behalf of the year. Her cheeks were hot, and she whispered in shame: "Can't I help my friend?" The bride ran away a minute before the wedding, and I just pretended to be the bride and walked around. ”

Qi Sifan was speechless, eager to press her to his leg and beat her ass hard. Is this girl still addicted to getting married on behalf of others? Can this be replaced?