Chapter 342: The heart is like ashes

Murong Zheng's luxury car stopped in front of the suburban villa, and after seeing Lan Muxian come out of the boudoir, he motioned to his assistant to open the car door.

"Mu Xian, let's get in the car, let's go to the Emperor Hotel first, there are some guests to receive, here, I have arranged a vehicle, and I will be responsible for sending them over after Xiaoxue is done."

Today is Murong Xue's day of great joy, so Murong Zheng is inevitably a little more energetic than usual.

Because all the spirit and spirit were used for the sake of happiness, I didn't notice that Lan Muxian's expression had a faint sadness, and even a little desperate.

Lan Muxian pulled out a smile vigorously, which was even more ugly than crying.

The car drove towards the Imperial Hotel in the city center, and the driver's speed was the same as Murong Zheng's character, which was very steady, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.

When the car passed by the rows of trees, Lan Muxian felt a little dazzled, she withdrew her gaze looking out the window, looked at Murong Zheng with a happy face and asked, "Ah Zheng, are you happy today?" ”

Lan Muxian didn't know how long it had been since she had called Murong Zheng Ah Zheng, and in this title, it inexplicably added a nostalgic flavor to this moment.

Murong Zheng smiled, raised the hand that was on the unconscious leg, and gently stroked her soft hair, "Happy, how can you not be happy?" My daughter is about to marry the man of her dreams, and she has promised to come to Los Angeles to take over the family after she gets married. ”

Murong Zheng smiled happily, his eyes were full of doting on Lan Muxian, "Speaking of this, I have to thank you, Muxian, I don't know how to exaggerate you, and I helped our Murong family solve two major difficulties at once!" ”

The corners of Lan Muxian's mouth were still bitter, and she resisted the urge to shed tears and said, "Ah Zheng, as long as you are happy, it will be fine." ”

In the past twenty years, Lan Muxian finally felt that he had finished his kindness to Murong Zheng.

Murong Zheng lost the sensation of her leg in order to save her, and she has been staying by Murong Zheng's side all these years, praying to repay this kindness with everything she can do.

Now she has repaid this kindness, she is tired and just wants to have a good rest.

Lan Muxian slowly closed her eyes, and the moistness at the corners of her eyes was still not noticed.

In the car, Murong Zheng was even in a good mood and hummed an unknown tune.

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Imperial Hotel.

It was a splendid hotel, and today I deliberately dressed it up, just like the palace that appeared in a dream.

The man in the middle of the hall sat motionless on a gold-encrusted chair like a black mass, dressed in a black suit.

Although his back was leaning back in the chair, the whole person was in a state of not relaxing.

If it weren't for the fact that people knew that Lu Yiyou was today's hero, I'm afraid that whoever sees him like this would not think that he is the groom's official, right?

My friend Li Nanqing sighed, raised his glass, and looked at the people coming and going in the entire hall, and felt inexplicably melancholy in his heart!

In his eyes, if Lu Yiyou will get married in the future, that person can only be Shang Wu, right?

But today, this unbelievable thing is about to happen.

Li Nan cleared up a little more wine, and there was no other countermeasure.

Lu Yiyou watched his friend keep pouring wine, and he couldn't help but pick up the delicate goblet at hand and drink it all in front of a glass of crystal clear warm liquid.

Seeing him like this, Li Nanqing hurriedly stopped: "Eh, Lu Yiyou, don't, don't, you're the groom's official today!" You can't drink like me! ”

The word groom seemed to prick Lu Yiyou's eardrums, he turned his head, looked at Li Nanqing standing next to him with a strong sense of awakening, and said, "Drink and drink, don't make noise." ”

Li Nanqing was speechless, so he could only mutter, "Drink whatever you want, do you think you are drinking in a splendid bar today?" Stinky boy, it's your wedding today! ”

Lu Yiyou didn't answer again, Li Nanqing estimated that he would be angry if he answered again, right?

It's okay if you don't answer.

The whole hall is getting more and more lively.

Lu Shanhe is also rare to attend today, you must know that a palace-level figure like Lu Shanhe, except for his grandson's wedding, he will not be seen attending the event at any other time.

Today's presence has set off a small arc atmosphere boom.

The VIPs at the scene also came one after another, and today's wedding can be regarded as inviting all the upper-class people in the entire city of A.

In the hall, a circle is presented, and the center of this circle is Lu Shanhe.

He was surrounded in the middle like the stars and the moon, and everyone congratulated him, congratulations, Lu Shanhe should be in a good mood today.

But otherwise, judging from his complexion, he can't talk about how happy he is, such as Bai Yu's eyebrows and eyes, there is a trace of calmness, and even if you look closely, there is an indescribable melancholy feeling.

This made the people at the scene wonder if the Lu family chose to marry the Murong family because of some ulterior interests.

In this farce, the most unwilling thing is probably the rumored girlfriend before Lu Yiyou, right?

Legend has it that she is a woman who has been fettered with Lu Yiyou for several years, and she is also the only woman who Lu Yiyou has been in front of the media over the years, and she has taken the initiative to admit it in front of the media.

This storm has been going on for so long, and in the end, it has been less than a month since they broke up, and Lu Yiyou has already married someone else.

The world is unpredictable!

Murong Zheng's luxury car slowly stopped at the front door of the Emperor Hotel, and about a dozen security guards were dispatched, and the momentum was not too grand.

Lan Muxian returned to his usual gentleness, but underneath the gentleness, there was a faint downturn today.

She smiled and pushed Murong Zheng's wheelchair and looked up at the floor of the Emperor Hotel.

The Imperial Hotel is not that high, only about 20 floors, but this does not affect it in the slightest to be judged as a five-star hotel.

Today's wedding invited some media friends, but the scope of media activities is limited to the front of the entire hotel, that is, they can take pictures of who attended the wedding, but they have no right to shoot what the activities in the hall are like.

At this time, Lu Yiyou walked out of the hall with Lu Shanhe in his arms and came to greet Murong Zheng and Lan Muxian.

Murong Zheng looked at the fast son-in-law of Chenglong in front of him, how satisfied he looked, it was rare for him to smile so heartily, "Hello Mr. Lu!" Today we are going to get married, now that I think about it, I am still excited! ”

Lu Shanhe leaned over to shake hands with Murong Zheng, and said the scene, "Hey, Mr. Murong is serious, it is our family Lu Yiyou who is blessed to marry your daughter!" ”

Lu Yiyou didn't bother to say these scenes, he just glanced at Lan Muxian and found that this woman, who usually always wears a protective color, unexpectedly showed her depressed appearance in front of people today.

It's weird.

Lu Yiyou lowered his eyes and deliberately glanced at Lan Muxian, in the past, Lan Muxian was very sensitive to this kind of gaze, but today, today he didn't care.

Originally, Lu Yiyou wanted to ridicule this good stepmother today, but when he saw Lan Muxian's feeling of "sorrow coming from it", he suddenly couldn't open his mouth again.

After some politeness, the two elders entered the hall, and the VIPs on the scene could also get out of the middle position.

The wedding hall of the Imperial Hotel adopts a combination of Chinese and Western style.

There is a red carpet, a promenade, white flowers, and priests.

But there are also red roses, lively relatives and friends, and overflowing wine.

Everything has been prepared, and we are waiting for the arrival of the bride Murong Xue.

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Chenghua Highway is the road that Murong Zheng's suburban villa must pass to the Emperor Hotel, and the originally calm highway seems to have some more stories today.

Murong Xue was riding in a luxury car that accidentally hit someone, and it wasn't a single person, it was a group of people.

Now the gang is lining up in a very bad attitude, banging on the window of the wedding car.

These people look like a team of porcelain touches, they know that you are in a hurry, so they deliberately fall in front of your wheels, you dare not hit him, use your body to block the front of your car, you have any urgency is not good, generally speaking, money is the best.

Murong Xue sat in a luxury car in a snow-white wedding dress, looked at the people lined up in front of the luxury car with disdain, and said, "Isn't it just asking for money?" Xiaoling, give them 100,000! ”

Murong Xue smiled after speaking, she is happy today, so she should be called Huazi on the street!

However, when Xiaoling handed over the thick 100,000 yuan to the person in front of her, she found that the other party had no intention of retreating.

At this time, Murong Xue was a little angry, she got out of the car, pointed to the person in front of the car and said, "Today is a good day for this girl, so this girl is in a good mood, but it doesn't mean that this girl is your wronged boss, I tell you to accept it when you see it, don't cry here when there is nothing left!" I'll let you walk around without eating! ”

The man who took the lead didn't mean to be timid at all, but he didn't listen to what Murong Xue said, he just shook his head, looked at the 100,000 yuan in front of him, and said, "Less." ”

Yes, 100,000 yuan is definitely less, compared to the two million given to them by their superiors.

Murong Xue came up angrily, she pointed at the other party's nose and scolded, "It's called Huazi!" You wait for me to see how I play you to death! ”

A small porcelain touch in this A city can give her a dignified Murong daughter?

No way!!