A roar successfully attracted everyone's attention.

"It's a shame that you are still the children of a famous family, how can you talk about it like this here?"

Miao Shuifeng, that's angry, who are these people.

Such an accusation, in the eyes of everyone, is no different from a clown.

Miao Shuifeng glared at everyone viciously, everyone thought that she was going to do something next, but they didn't expect that as soon as she turned around, she left.

Let's go......

It's gone!

Left the banquet hall, before the wedding had begun.

"Just now I had a friend who was close to the head of the black family, guess what happened over there?"

"What's going on?"

"Yes, hurry up, don't sell it."

"Haha, I tell you that you must not believe that the head of the Hei family drove Miao Shuifeng out."

"What!? No way? ”

"Don't lie to us."

"What are you lying about, my friend heard it with her own ears, saying that she was in the guest list of the wedding, and she was not invited at all."

"Oh my God, why is this man so thick-skinned."

"If I had known, I wouldn't have been polite to her just now."

…………

This is really a big joke, and this joke only took two or three minutes to spread throughout the banquet hall, and I believe that tonight, it will be enough to spread all over Kyoto.

And Pei Muran didn't know what happened here, and when the time came, he walked over slowly in a wedding dress.

Beside her, holding her hand was Pei Yansong.

No matter what this man is, there is one thing that is indelible, and that is that he is her father.

In the sound of music, Pei Muran slowly walked towards Hei Luoyan.

After spending the day together, all the barriers have disappeared.

At this time, Pei Muran's face was full of happy smiles.

"I handed over Mu Ran to you, you have to be good to her."

Pei Yansong didn't know what to explain, he could only hope that his daughter could be happy.

Slowly, she gave him her hand.

Hei Luoyan nodded, took Pei Muran by the hand, and the two of them walked in front of the priest.

…………

At the dinner, Zhong Yinian was already a little sleepy and couldn't open his eyes.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and Pei Muchen immediately went to prepare a little food for Zhong Yinian.

Since it was in the Dynasty Hotel, Pei Muchen was very convenient and ordered the kitchen to prepare some porridge.

The banquet hall is very low-key and extravagant, eating a big meal and drinking high-end wine.

And Zhong Yinian sat in the corner, drinking porridge over there, this is really ......

It's a spectacle.

"What else do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen do it for you. ”

Zhong Yinian shook her head, she was too sleepy now.

"Okay, you eat quickly, we'll go home when we're done."

Anyway, the wedding has already been attended, and there is no need for them to stay until the end at all.

Zhong Yinian's body is not the same as before, and there are two small buns in his belly.

"Okay."

Zhong Yinian didn't refuse this time, she nodded, she was really tired and sleepy.

Just three minutes after Pei Muchen and Zhong Yinian left, something big happened at the Dynasty Hotel.

Wang Shuling was wearing a small white dress, like a wedding dress, and broke into the Dynasty Hotel like this.

I don't know where she got an invitation, so she walked in openly.

This dress, compared with the little red dress of the bride Pei Muran, can be said to have their own merits.