Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Chapter 595 The Uniqueness of Each Other 1

The grand wedding was elaborately crafted at a cost of hundreds of millions, and the banquet hall was chosen in the Jiangcheng International Convention and Exhibition Center.

A continuous stream of guests began to enter the arena from around three o'clock in the afternoon, until the ceremony officially started at six o'clock, and there were still guests coming.

The huge venue was crowded with guests, like a heavenly king holding a concert.

On the big screen, frame by frame, the unforgettable moments of the two from acquaintance in childhood to adulthood are played.

Feng Moyan didn't care at all about letting everyone know the mistakes he made, and he didn't mind guests talking about their second marriage or their first marriage.

If you are happy enough, you will be confident enough.

Who doesn't envy the love of childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts?What's more, this is still lost and found, and reunion after a broken mirror will only be cherished more than ordinary couples.

Qianqian was moved again.

She didn't even know the existence of that vcr. It must have been secretly made by her husband behind her back. She was able to find so many photos of the two of them when they were young.

Many she had never seen before.

After a long time, she mentioned it one day.

Feng Moyan said: "Those photos have always been treasured in my drawer. During the years when you were away, I took them out and looked through them countless times. I was afraid that the photos would be lost after they were worn out, so I re-scanned and archived them all. They are stored in my computer. There are several backups."

At that time, he really thought that Qianqian passed away due to dystocia, so he could only take the photo as his last thought.

Also because he often flipped through those photos, Xixi knew from an early age that the person in the photos was her mother.

So when Qianyu just returned to China, when she met Xixi for the first time in the hotel, the little girl could immediately recognize that it was her mother, crying and calling for her father to take her to find her mother quickly.

Feng Moyan's love for her has never stopped.

Even in the worst years of their relationship, this feeling never disappeared, but was artificially suppressed deep in their hearts.

The wedding begins.

Holding her father's arm, the bride walked gracefully from the end of the red carpet, attracting thousands of attention.

Xiaoyu and Xixi acted as flower girls, each carrying a small flower basket and walking on both sides of the red carpet, smiling and throwing flowers at their mother.

Their father, that handsome and imposing man, was standing on the other side of the red carpet, waiting to hold hands with their mother and spend the rest of their lives together.

At the moment of "handover", Qianqian obviously felt her heart beat faster, her palm touched her husband's hand, and she found that the man's palm was also sweaty without any surprise.

She suddenly laughed silently.

It seems that he said yesterday that he was very nervous, and he was telling the truth.

This was probably the only time in Mr. Feng's life that he was so nervous that his palms sweated.

The petals were flying all over the sky, and the atmosphere was warm and touching. The eyes of all the guests followed the couple, and they couldn't be more envious.

During the ceremony, Feng Moyan made no secret of his love for his wife, mentioned five children, and was even more grateful to his wife in words.

Qianqian didn't want to cry, on such a sweet day, she woke up smiling every day when she went to bed, why did she cry at the wedding?

But when her husband finished those touching words, turned around to look at her, and confessed his affectionately in public, she still broke her defenses.

"Qianqian, thank you for giving me another chance, thank you for being willing to marry me again. I love you forever!"

The bride looked into her husband's affectionate and serious eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She blinked hastily and took a deep breath, fearing that she would lose face after crying with her makeup on.

She held the microphone in her palm, but she didn't know what to say at all.

The host is a big guy with rich on-the-spot experience. Upon seeing this, he immediately made a rescue and said: "The bride has been moved to tears and cannot express it in words. Why don't you give me a loving hug back!"

The audience was very quiet at first, and all the guests were intoxicated in this happy and warm atmosphere.

As soon as the host opened his mouth, someone yelled, "Hugs are not enough! You have to kiss hard!"

Someone took the lead, and the young guests immediately booed: "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

"French kiss!"

"Hahaha~"

Qianqian was emotionally ups and downs and burst into tears a second ago, but now she was coaxed by everyone, and she burst into laughter again, turned around shyly, and turned her back to the audience.

Seeing his wife like this, Feng Moyan's heart was about to move, he couldn't help but took a step forward, and hugged her tenderly.

Seeing that he really wanted to kiss, Qianqian's heartbeat became even more chaotic, her cheeks flushed red, and she said in a voice like a gnat, "Don't... so many people..."

And there are several camera positions aimed at them.

She really couldn't let go of this kind of intimacy of being surrounded by people.

But Feng Moyan seemed to be fascinated, his tall and straight body slightly pressed down, and his thin lips approached her.

Qianqian was extremely nervous and wanted to hide, so she twisted her neck slightly, and thought that if she avoided it, it would be too embarrassing for her husband, so she forced herself to freeze again.

What she didn't expect was that Feng Moyan did kiss her, but he took good care of her emotions. Instead of kissing her lips, he kissed her eyes tenderly and caringly, kissing away the hanging tears for her.

This scene is even more beautiful than a kiss on the lips!

Sure enough, the audience burst into cheers, and some girls exclaimed excitedly: "The groom is so good! I can't take it anymore..."

The two slowly separated. Qianqian opened her eyes and looked at her husband's gentle and smiling handsome face. All the nervousness and bewilderment dissipated instantly.

She really felt the feeling of being cared for and loved by her husband.

There were so many moving joys on this day, the whole day, the two of them were as busy as a spinning top and couldn't stop.

When all this was finally over, Qianqian was so tired that her legs could not stand upright, she fell down on the chair and sighed.

Both of them are inconvenient to drink alcohol due to physical reasons.

But how could this day of great joy be avoided?

So, the bridesmaids and groomsmen suffered.

Feng Moyan went to see off the last wave of guests, Qianqian sat at the table and rested for a while, Xiaoxiao came over and said, "Sister, Sister Fei Xue drank too much, she was completely drunk, there is nothing I can do about her, what should I do? "

It was only then that Qianqian remembered that her best friend had indeed blocked a lot of wine for herself.

"Where is she?"

"Over there! He's still fighting with people for wine, his brain has froze, and he is hugging others and giggling."

Qianqian looked up, only to see her best friend hugging a strange man, and the two had a pleasant conversation.

She frowned, and quickly got up and went over, "That person... do they know each other?"

"It seems to be... I don't know."

Qianqian was afraid that her best friend would suffer, so she quickened her pace, and was about to drag him over when she walked over, when the man turned his head, she was taken aback, stared at him, and shouted uncertainly: "You... Lu, What Ming Lu is here?"

The young man in a suit and leather shoes stood up elegantly, and said with a smile, "Lu Jiaming, Yang Qianyu, I didn't expect you to recognize me after so many years."

Qianqian smiled, did not correct his title, but asked in surprise and doubt: "When did you return to China? And my wedding...it seems that you were not invited, right?"

Lu Jiaming still maintained a decent smile, and explained: "I am a distant relative of Zhuo's family. I learned that you are Uncle Zhuo's daughter. I wanted to go over and say hello to you a long time ago, but you were too busy. Just now toast You didn't even notice me."

Qianqianxin said that she was going to toast hundreds of guests, how could she notice them all.

"I didn't expect the world to be so small." She could only sigh with emotion.

"Indeed."

"You two... what are you talking about? Come on, Senior Lu, keep drinking! We haven't seen each other for many years, and we must get drunk today!" Fei Xue stood up propped on the table, the wine glass in his hand swung, most of the wine was spilled, and he hooked it And drink after touching the man's arm.

Qianqian was terrified, and hurried forward to pull her best friend over, coaxing in a low voice: "Fei Fei, you're drunk, I'll send you back home."

"No... I'm not drunk, by the way, Qianqian, this is senior Lu, do you remember Lu Jiaming? Hehehe... I never thought I would meet the senior who I had a crush on in high school for three years at your wedding. , it’s really fate, fate~”

Qianqian was staggered by her pull, and couldn't help feeling dizzy.

After seeing off the guests, Feng Moyan turned around and came back, while pulling the Chinese dress off his body, he walked towards his wife and asked with concern, "What's going on?"

"Fisher drank too much, so I have to drag her to continue drinking. You arrange someone to send her back."

"Well, wait a minute, I'll ask Ah Quan to arrange a driver." Although there were many people around him, most of them were drunk and couldn't drive, so he had to find out who could drive.

But unexpectedly, before Feng Moyan finished the phone call, Lu Jiaming took the initiative: "Mr. Feng, don't bother others, I called the driver over, and I can take Fei Xue home later."

Feng Moyan was taken aback, and looked at the other party.

Although he had a good memory, but on this occasion today, there were too many relatives of the Zhuo family that he didn't know, so he couldn't remember who the other party was for a while.

Lu Jiaming immediately handed over his business card, and at the same time introduced: "I and Fisher are high school alumni. We are very happy to meet again today, and we drank too much before we knew it."

Qianqian didn't expect the other party to be so active, she became inexplicably alert, she approached her husband and turned her face and whispered, "No... It's not safe for a widow and lonely, and Fei Fei had a crush on her in high school..."

Feng Moyan had an expression on his face.

He was two or three years older than Qianqian, so although he had gone to the same high school, he belonged to a different era and knew nothing about it.

Now that his wife has told her, of course he has to do it, so he took the other party's business card and looked at it, and said politely: "Don't bother Mr. Lu, thank you for the honor of coming to our wedding today, and we will continue when we have the opportunity."

Lu Jiaming could see that he was being guarded against as a disciple, and smiled secretly in his heart, and simply looked at Fei Xue: "Xiaoxue, I'll take you back, huh?"

Fisher was in a daze, raised her face and smirked at him, "Why? Do you think I'm drunk... just to be bullied? When old classmates get together, accidents are most likely to happen, I understand~"

Uh--

Qianqian almost laughed out loud.

As expected of Fisher!

Even if he is too drunk to pass out, he can still utter golden sentences, making people unable to get off the stage.

Sure enough, Lu Jiaming looked embarrassed, and explained sincerely: "You misunderstood, I promise to send you home."

"No need, I'll send her off!" Before the matter came to a conclusion, a clear and melodious tone came from behind the few people.

When everyone turned their heads, they saw Zhuo Yilin, who was dressed in a casual suit and had an elegant and light demeanor, walking lightly.

Qianqian immediately called out: "Brother, you didn't go with Dad?"

"Well, I just finished chatting with relatives and elders." In fact, where there are relatives and elders, they are just excuses.

But Qianqian didn't think much about it, she just thought that her brother hadn't returned to the imperial capital for too long, so it was only natural to catch up with the elders today.

Zhuo Yilin walked in from Qian Yu's side, stopped beside Fei Xue, and said softly in a low voice: "I'll take you back, I didn't drink."

"You?" Fisher turned to look at him, and smiled naively, "Didn't you... avoid me? And offered to send me off?"

"I didn't avoid you. I was really busy at that time." Zhuo Yilin replied while pulling her up, "Can I still go?"

Fisher was wearing high heels, now turned into stilts, she was so drunk, how could her legs stand upright?

"Well...you can walk, I can still dance, can I dance for you?"

"No, let's go back."

"No... I still want to drink. By the way, come on, let me introduce someone to you, this one~"

She turned around unsteadily, raised her finger to Lu Jiaming, "Look... this is my senior in high school, and I suddenly realized... Hehe, your temperament is a bit similar! It turns out that I am a two-dimensional nonsensical rotten girl, I actually like you guys who are serious and modest, hahaha...isn't it interesting?"

Lu Jiaming looked at Zhuo Yueluan's adopted son in front of him, frowned, and asked in surprise, "Brother Yi Lin, do you know each other?"

Zhuo Yilin didn't look at the distant cousin's son, he focused on supporting the girl beside him, and responded in a low voice: "Well, I'm very familiar."

After the words fell, he didn't give the other party a chance to talk, but bent down and hugged Fisher horizontally.

Oh--

Both Qianqian and Xiaoxiao were stunned.

This... what's the situation?

Fisher was already dizzy, but when he was picked up suddenly, his mind was even more muddled.

But she still instinctively hugged the man's neck with both hands, and fell into the hollow of his shoulder.

"Senior... drink, keep drinking, you won't return if you're not drunk... Doctor Zhuo, put me down... don't think I won't do anything to gentlemen, I'm not a lady, I'm... a witch..."

Zhuo Yilin walked out with the girl in his arms, smiled when he heard this, and looked down at her, "Witch? Why do you call yourself that?"

"That's what it was..." She moaned and groaned in response, her brows furrowed, and she gradually fell asleep leaning on the man's shoulder.

Feng Moyan and the others watched the two leave, and after a while, they came back to their senses and looked away.

"Mr. Lu, thank you for the honor today." He was grateful again, but it was actually an order to chase away guests.

The banquet was over, and only a few guests remained.

Lu Jiaming also understood, and smiled, "I wish you two happy weddings again, and farewell."

"Thank you."

The man turned and left, Qianqian stared at his back thoughtfully.

Feng Moyan glanced at his wife, and abducted her, "Who are you looking at!"

Qian Qianbai said to him, "Don't get nervous! I'm just curious, what does this Lu Jiaming mean?"

Feng Moyan said: "Don't you wonder what your good brother means?"

"That's right! The two of you have been arguing for more than a year, but you haven't been able to get together. Why did you suddenly..."

Feng Moyan snorted coldly, and commented: "Your so-called good brother is similar to a scumbag emotionally."

"Hey, what are you talking about!"

"It's just a fact."

If you like someone, you will like it openly, and if you don't like it, keep your distance.

If he is so indifferent, doing ambiguous things under the guise of a friend, what is it if he is not a scumbag?

Qianqian knew what her husband meant, and couldn't help but argue: "He also has difficulties. What if the previous one wakes up, what will he do with Fisher? He takes responsibility and kindness too seriously!"

"Okay, today is our happy day. I don't want to quarrel with you because of people who have nothing to do with me." Mr. Feng was in a good mood and didn't bother to argue with his wife. He turned around and hugged her, and asked gently, "Can you go home?" Don't you, ma'am?"

Xiaoxiao couldn't stand the gushing dog food, so she shrank her neck and ran away quietly.

The bride smiled shyly, "Go home, but... I'm so tired, I can't walk anymore, hug me!"

"It suits me very well!"

Mr. Feng responded, bent down and picked up his wife, and the two went home sweetly.

Into the bridal chamber~~