Qin Wenrou could not hear Qin Xin's response on the phone, and she couldn't help but hang up the phone in a furious manner:

"She must have been made by her last words, and she was confused by her mind. She was stunned."

"Doesn't it be that Nalan Yejue's short life do not exist?"

"Qin Xin, I'm just waiting for the day when you become a widow and cry!"

Little do you know.

There was chaos on the other end of the phone!

When Qin Xin ran into the little servant who fell to the ground, Si Mo Yuzheng walked into the Nalan family with great swagger: "Madam, Si is here to congratulate the newlyweds."

Although Si and Nalan Group have always been competitors, in private, Mrs. Nalan treats these juniors in the business world equally and says with a smile: "Xiao Si, welcome, please come in."

Nalan Yejue's face darkened: "I didn't invite you."

It's clear that I don't want this guy to come in.

Si Moyu narrowed his eyes: "On a happy day, it's not a good luck to chase guests like this?"

Nalan Yejue's face became even worse: "It's best if you don't come."

What else can this uneasy guy have in his wedding besides making trouble?

Mrs. Nalan smiled and smoothed out the situation: "Jie'er, don't talk to the guests like this. Xiao Si is right. Those who come are guests, and they have brought gifts with sincerity, right? Oh, these tribute dates and snow lotus seeds are quite precious. Is this wish you a child soon? Xiao Si, you are so considerate, come on, the first seat is welcome!"

Si Mo Yu couldn't say anything: "..." Damn, which of the congratulatory gifts prepared for me by a weak subordinate actually meant to have a noble son early?

Nalan Yejue's face finally looked a little better: "Since that's the case, I'll give you a chance to go in and watch the ceremony."

Si Moyu: "..."

I am not a person who watches the ceremony, I am here to grab the marriage!

After entering the banquet hall, Si Moyu discovered that he had arrived relatively late, and the so-called "first seat" actually had as many as ten seats.

In other words, nearly a hundred prominent figures came from the empire and even internationally.

He took a deep breath.

Why didn’t he believe that nalan Yejue actually had such a big row of noodles?

Seeing that he had only been assigned to the last seat in the "first seat" because he was late, Si Moyu curled his lips and said to the servant: "When will the banquet officially begin?"

Maid: "President Si, the auspicious time is set at eight o'clock."

Si Moyu looked at the watch and it was only 7:30, and there was still half an hour before the banquet started. He didn't want to chat with a group of foreign old men here.

"I'll go for a walk in the garden."

He walked towards the back garden of Nalan's family, not polite at all, as if it was from his own.

The servant smiled bitterly and couldn't stop this guest who didn't play according to common sense, so he could only let him go.

Si Moyu walked slowly in the garden corridor. A young man with a cane on the fork in the road ahead, perhaps afraid of being bored, and looked at the scenery by the railing. The two met on the fork in the road and both recognized each other:

"Uncle Si?"

"You are... Hu Yi's classmate? Why are you lame? Like Nalan Yejue?"

"Ahem, uncle, am I tied up with Hu Yi? He is injured by his hands, and I am injured by his legs and feet. I am still in the recovery period."

"Oh, then you guys are meant to be aware of being lame. You're still here to attend Nalan's wedding."
Chapter completed!