The wedding the next day, as Mu Yichen said, was as low-key, the hotel where the wedding was held was the Kaiyue Hotel under the Kaiyue Group, and most of the media who got the news were turned away from the hotel, and only two or three that had a long-term cooperative relationship with the Kaiyue Group entered the interior.

The number of banquet tables is not much, the auspicious number, eighteen tables, the people who come to the wedding are either prominent or noble, or they are the closest relatives of the Mu family.

Although the main color of the venue is bright red, it is said that this is the design of the venue, which was created by the world-famous designer Michel.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Mu Yuqing sat in the backstage of the hotel, looking at the pink makeup in the mirror, a beautiful and somewhat strange woman, a little distracted, after graduation, she participated in several weddings, and she was a half-mother several times, but she didn't expect it to be her turn today.

Other people's weddings are lively, but her wedding is becoming more and more bleak, here, she is alone, and there is no one who can say that she is in the mood at this time.

At six o'clock in the morning, she was forcibly dragged out of bed by Mu Yichen, and then brought here, makeup artist, costume artist, after nearly two hours of tossing, shaped her current bride image.

She sighed softly, I don't know what kind of reaction the parents at home will have when they find out, will they cry? Or just scold her, although her parents didn't say that she was not allowed to fall in love, but it's always bad to get married so suddenly, right?

"What are you thinking?"

A man in a white suit, a dark red bow tie, and his hair was combed back in a domineering and gorgeous manner, pushed open the white palace-style door and gradually approached.

Although Mu Yuqing hates Mu Yichen, she must admit that he is handsome at all times, and after careful dressing, he is even more handsome, more handsome than any time she sees him!

It's just that the gorgeous clothes and handsome shapes around him still can't cover his cold and indifferent, rejecting eyes, which are cold, making people feel timid when they see it.

He walked behind her, held the back of the white court chair she was sitting on with one hand, and supported the white dresser in front of him with the other, looking at Mu Yuqing in the mirror with indifferent eyes, a chuckle flashed on his lips, and said lightly; "Not bad, like a pretty woman."

Mu Yuqing is angry, what does it mean to look like a beautiful woman, she is not ugly in the first place, okay?

He straightened up suddenly, put his hands on the corners of her lips, and lifted up, "Wouldn't it be prettier if you smiled like that?" ”

Mu Yuqing looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were clear and empty and pale, but the corners of her mouth were lifted up by him, into a smiling posture, she was like a puppet, dominated by sorrow and joy.

Pulled his hand, lowered his eyes, slowly turned around, raised his eyes under the heavy shadow of the eyes, and asked carefully, "If I want to regret it now, will you strangle me?" ”

Qing Qing's eyes paused, and then the corners of his lips hung an evil smile, he approached her face, and his slender fingers gently stroked her delicate face, "No, you are so beautiful, how can I be willing to let you die?" I'll just make you better off than dead! ”

The last four words, almost with a thousand years of ice, passed into Mu Yuqing's ears, stepping on his legs in high heels, and with a flash, a trace of panic flashed in his beautiful eyes, yes, no man tolerates that his wedding was ruined, not to mention, Mu Yichen is such a proud and arrogant man!

"Got it!" She said softly, her long eyelashes hanging down, and there was a damp mist flickering under the crystal chandelier.

A gentle knock on the door broke the silence at this time, and the sixth uncle walked in from outside in a formal suit, "Young master, it's almost time, you and the young grandmother should go in." ”

waved his hand to let the sixth uncle retreat, and glanced at Mu Yuqing with a light eye, "You, do you want to adjust for a while?" ”

It's an interrogative sentence, not a usually domineering command sentence.

She looks listless now, she must be ashamed to go out, right? Otherwise, how could he be kind enough to let her adjust a little longer?

Mu Yuqing closed her eyes, her long eyelashes poured out a gorgeous silhouette under her eyes, she took a deep breath, stood up with the table of the dresser, smiled hard, and filled the room, "No need, let's go out!" ”

Walking over, with a white lace gloved hand, gently pulled up Mu Yichen's right arm, two completely different hands, jointly pushed open the white palace door, accompanied by the familiar pleasant and classic wedding march, she and Mu Yichen slowly walked into the wedding scene.

Stepping on the bright red soft carpet, a white veil, naturally hanging to the ground, sweeping the ground, is the past that will never return!

She got married, she Mu Yuqing finally got married!

The things that she had dreamed of countless times finally happened, everything was as she imagined, the dreamy scenes, the blessed eyes of the guests, the handsome groom who caught the eyeballs, but the man next to her was not the person in her dreams!

She was always smiling, her smile was beautiful and eye-catching, this was her wedding, probably the only wedding in her life, and she had to cherish it.

Walked to the end of the carpet, came to a priest who was an old man, wore a wig, and seemed to be in good spirits, he looked at the beautiful couple in front of him lovingly, there seemed to be a complex emotion surging in his eyes, and he met Mu Yichen's light eyes, and whispered: "Xiao Chen, I finally waited for this day, back then, I personally presided over your wedding with your parents, so many years have passed, I didn't expect that I could still ......"

"Grandpa, I'm not looking for you to catch up!"

The priest's eyes froze, then he smiled, picked up a worn-out Bible in front of him, and opened an important part of the Western-style wedding, "Mr. Mu Yichen, are you willing to marry Miss Mu Yuqing as your wife, no matter whether she is healthy or sick, poor or rich, you are willing to be by her side, take care of her, and love her until the end of her life?" ”

"I do!" Mu Yichen blurted out almost without thinking.

Mu Yuqing glanced at him, laughing in her heart, willing? I'm afraid that once the wedding is over, I will forget all today's vows, right?

"Miss Mu Yuqing, are you willing to marry Mu Yichen...... No matter ......"

The voice of vicissitudes of wisdom slowly surrounded the silent hall, Mu Yuqing was in a trance for a moment, what was she doing? Are you playing with someone? She doesn't love the man next to her, how can she marry him?

The priest coughed lightly, looking a little embarrassed, the bride was reluctant, it couldn't be Xiao Chen's captivity, right? Turbid and gentle eyes glanced at Mu Yichen, his body was straight and straight, and he looked unhurried and light.

"Ahem, Miss Mu Yuqing, are you willing?" The priest raised his voice a little.

"I ...... I ......"

Mu Yuqing bit her lip tightly, her heart seemed to be tied with countless marijuana, she was very entangled, her eyes were flustered, and she casually glanced down, and with this glance, she saw He Yi sitting upright on the guest seat in the center of the venue.

Her brain was booming!