In the crowd, Song Qingyu was talking to an elder, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Xuan.

At this time, she should be putting on her makeup and waiting for the wedding ceremony to take place later.

But she came in a dress, and she looked enthusiastic as if the two were old friends who had reunited after a long absence, "Miss Song, it's really you!" What are you doing here? I thought you resented me and wouldn't come. ”

The former and the current appear in the same space, and generally something will happen.

Although many people around did not come over, they all pricked up their ears to gossip.

Compared with Lin Yuan's excessive enthusiasm, Song Qingyu still has that indifferent appearance of pampering and not being surprised, and she speaks without hurry, and she can just be heard by the people around her.

"Miss Lin said that she laughed, you specially asked people to send me invitations, I can see that you want me to come to your wedding with Mr. Fu, if I don't come, I'm afraid that others will say that I am a little childish, and I can't get along with my ex-husband's current wife all day long."

She clearly had something to say, and everyone couldn't help but look at Lin Yuan.

Good guy, he is not ashamed of his junior position, and he came to provoke him, thinking that people would not dare to come.

Looking at this situation, Song Qingyu seems to have already seen it, it is the new Mrs. Fu who is chasing her husband's ex and stalking her, and engaging in female competition for a man.

Lin Yuan's eyelids twitched, holding back the anger in his heart, staring at Song Qingyu, gritting his back molars and smiling: "Where is Miss Song, I really hope you come, if you don't take the initiative to withdraw, Ting Shen and I won't be able to reunite." So, in order to thank Miss Song for her success, I have specially prepared a big gift for you today. ”

Song Qingyu's eyebrows were faint, and the corners of her mouth were pouting with a gentle smile, "I also have a gift for you." ”

Lin Yuan said: "You can come, you don't need to bring gifts." ”

"Yes." Song Qingyu covered her lips and coughed lightly, "After all, today is your big day." ”

The two glanced at each other, and Lin Yuanyuan wanted to say something, but was called away.

Said that the auspicious time had come, and asked her to go back and change her clothes.

Lin curled the broken hair in her ears and then smiled softly: "I'll leave first, Miss Song, don't leave in a hurry." ”

Song Qingyu: "Don't worry, thanks to you for taking care of me many times in the past, I will accompany you to the end today." ”

Lin Yuan chuckled: "That's the best." ”

She turned around with a smile on her face, and the smile on her face disappeared as soon as she reached a place where no one was around.

Turning around, he glanced at Song Qingyu's direction fiercely, and then left.

"Qingyu, I see that Lin is uneasy and kind, you have to guard against her."

An elder who had a good impression of Song Qingyu persuaded her in a low voice, Lin Yuanyu was not a good stubble at first glance, and Song Qingyu had this gentle and soft temperament, after all, this was the territory of the Fu family, and it was difficult to say whether she would be bullied.

Song Qingyu smiled at the other party sincerely: "It's okay aunt." ”

The other party saw that she didn't take it seriously, so he didn't persuade him again.

Song Qingyu doesn't like to stay in crowded places all the time, and most of the people who come today are friends with the Fu family, and her ex-wife of Fu Tingshen swaggered at the wedding of her ex-husband and her current husband, which will always attract attention and controversy.

So she found a corner and sat down, happy and quiet.

As soon as I sat down, there was a commotion at the entrance.

Song Qingyu was chatting with Yan Miao on her mobile phone, and just said that she was invited to attend her ex-husband's wedding, and when she heard the movement, she subconsciously raised her eyes and looked over......

Immediately a meal.

Fu Wenzhou wore a high-end dress, and his hair was carefully managed, looking a little more serious than usual.

He was standing under the brightest light, and the moment he appeared, it was as if the people around him had lost all color.

became the most eye-catching focus of the crowd.

Separated by a distance of several meters and the crowd, at the moment when Song Qingyu looked over, he seemed to be aware of it.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and the man with a cold expression smiled at her from afar.

The smile was very light, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his inky eyes were glowing, but at this moment, Song Qingyu seemed to have been hit by something invisible, and something exploded in his heart.

At this moment, a word suddenly popped up in her mind: Zhilan Yushu.

Fu Wenzhou, who has been carefully cleaned up, can definitely afford these four words.

Seeing her, Fu Wenzhou threw everyone behind and walked towards her as if no one was around.

Song Qingyu's heart sank, and she subconsciously wanted to avoid him.

At this moment, the lights on the stage suddenly changed, and the master of ceremonies walked up to the stage and attracted everyone's attention as soon as he made a sound.

Song Qingyu took the opportunity to change places.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, the light above his head dimmed, and then Fu Wenzhou appeared beside him.

He seemed to be a little aggrieved: "What are you hiding from when you see me?" ”

Song Qingyu: "...... There are a lot of people, don't mess around. ”

She was really afraid that Fu Wenzhou would go crazy here.

Fu Wenzhou smiled, sat beside her, put his arm on the back of her chair, and at first glance, it seemed that he was encircling her whole person in his arms.

"No messing around, I promise."

Hearing him say this, Song Qingyu gave him a strange look.

I suspect that the sun is coming out in the west today.

Why did this man suddenly become honest?

Before his thoughts fell, Fu Wenzhou posted it over, leaned into her ear and almost pressed it against her earlobe and said, "You are so beautiful today." ”

His tone was smiling, slightly revealing a bit of inexplicable hoarseness, and the hot and humid breath swept over her sensitive earlobes, as if it had been electrified, and it reached Song Qingyu's limbs.

Her fingers seemed to be a little numb, and she subconsciously curled up.

I heard him say again: "I want to see you dressed up beautifully, and I want you to dress up only for me to see, pomelo, what do you say?" ”

His lips pressed against her earlobe, a little deliberately teasing.

Song Qingyu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly pushed the person away: "Fu Wenzhou!" ”

Fu Wenzhou sat up straight with her little strength, smiling a little, and looking at her annoyed face dotingly, a little proud.

On the stage, the master of ceremonies just invited Fu Tingshen to the stage.

On the gorgeously and exquisitely arranged high platform, Fu Tingshen, who has been carefully dressed, looks like a human.

Putting aside everything else, objectively speaking, Fu Tingshen is still good-looking, and when he agreed to marry, this face was somewhat stained with some reasons.

It's just that he has a good face, but he is blind and likes Lin Yuan's kind of person.

Speaking of which, the two are really a bit husband and wife, and their personalities are also a natural pair.

They deserve to be together.

Thinking of this, the corners of Song Qingyu's lips hooked up a smile, and she sincerely wished the two of them to be together for the rest of their lives.

Her chin was suddenly pinched, she was stunned, and then Fu Wenzhou's handsome face occupied her entire sight.

No matter how good-looking a person is, it's a little deformed when he gets closer.

She blinked slightly, inexplicably.

Reaching out and wanting to pat his hand away: "Don't make trouble." ”

Listen carefully, in addition to helplessness, there is also a hint of connivance in the tone.

Fu Wenzhou is a good person, so he naturally noticed it.

I had to get up inch by inch, "Is Fu Tingshen good-looking?" ”

Fu Tingshen on the stage happened to be smiling lightly, and many women below looked at it, and Song Qingyu's eyebrows jumped, "It's okay." ”

"Okay, is it good or not?" Fu Wenzhou has a tendency to break the casserole and ask to the end.

Song Qingyu glanced at him, paused deliberately, and said, "Look good." ”

Hearing this, Fu Wenzhou's eyes flashed, and he got closer: "What about comparing with me?" ”

Song Qingyu was forced out of breath by him, and said perfunctorily: "You stand up and I'll take a look." ”

Fu Wenzhou stood up decisively, looking at her with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, his focused appearance, as if nothing else was in his eyes, he was the only one with his eyes full of heart at this time.

Touching his sight, Song Qingyu seemed to be burned, and quickly and perfunctorily said, 'You are good-looking', and then looked away.

Although she was calm on the surface, only she knew how fast and panicked her heart was at this time.

Fu Wenzhou obviously didn't care whether her words were sincere or false, hooked her lips and smiled, and said as if it were true or false: "It's rare that you praise me for being good-looking, and it's not in vain for me to toss for hours." ”

Song Qingyu looked at him two more times.

She said why he didn't seem to be the same as usual today, and it turned out that he was really well-dressed.

She looked at the man's childish comparison speechlessly, like a peacock with an open screen.

The object of comparison is obviously Fu Tingshen on the stage.

There were already many people looking this way, and Song Qingyu helplessly pulled the man's clothes and asked him to sit down: "Don't show off, sit down, do you let others look at the groom or look at you?" ”

After Fu Wenzhou sat down, his long legs were folded, lazily like a lion with his claws and teeth retracted, and said lazily: "Others like to look at whom, you can only look at me." ”

Song Qingyu: "......"

As the master of ceremonies invited the bride and the music started, everyone looked back in unison......