After a turmoil, Meng Zhu finally woke up.

Qian Mengmeng, who was specially called by Lin Miao to make up the scene, also rushed over.

The makeup artist looked at his work with satisfaction, and before he could express his opinion, he heard a commotion outside the door.

"Here," Lin Miao ran to the balcony with her skirt, and saw Cheng Jianshe coming with a group of tall male companions.

They look very unfamiliar, but their postures are extremely straight and their paces are amazingly consistent.

"Close the door quickly," Lin Miao jumped up and ran to the bedroom door.

As soon as the door was closed, Cheng Jianshe rushed in with his people.

Luo Yan followed him, looking at Lin Miao who was deliberately dressed up, but he didn't know what tonight.

"Red envelope," Lin Miao only looked at him, then raised his chest and tried hard to show off his momentum.

However, there are many people on the man, and she is only one, and she is a little timid.

"Give it," Cheng Jianshe took a big red envelope happily.

Lin Miao weighed it, and the weight was quite good.

She smiled and moved away, her long skirt swaying gently with her movements.

Cheng Jianshe gave in and rushed to the bedroom, Qian Mengmeng came out with a smile.

"Don't be anxious, groom," she took out a piece of paper and cleared her throat. "Who will take care of the money after marriage?"

"Wife," Cheng Jianshe answered without thinking.

Behind him, the male companions burst into laughter, but Cheng Jianshe didn't care.

"Who does the housework?"

Cheng Jianshe’s a joke.

He really can't do this.

"Doing a nanny."

"Okay, I love my wife quite a lot," Qian Mengmeng glanced at her smile, "the last question."

"Who admits the mistake first when arguing in the future?"

Cheng Jianshe blinked a few times, but no answer.

Qian Mengmeng tilted her head and leaned slightly so that Meng Zhu could see outside.

Meng Zhu stared at her for a long time but didn't hear the answer. She couldn't help but jump out of the bed.

"Don't, little ancestor, you can't touch the ground," Lin Jie quickly grabbed her.

"I, I," Yang Jianshe hurriedly agreed when he heard the movement in the house.

Now, the male companions laughed even harder.

Qian Mengmeng closed the paper with satisfaction and wanted to talk about the last question.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jianshe rushed in one step.

"Oh," Qian Mengmeng followed closely.

"Wife, we're going home," Cheng Jianshe picked up Meng Zhu and went out.

"The program has not been completed yet," Qian Mengmeng was very angry.

The male companions stopped her with laughter.

Lin Miao was worried that Mengmeng would suffer losses, so she went over to rescue the situation.

Perhaps it was because she easily let her go earlier, everyone let her go.

Everyone went downstairs and rushed to the auditorium amid the lively firecrackers.

When everyone arrived, all the relatives of the Cheng family had arrived.

After a short rest, the newcomers entered the venue.

The music started to play lightly, and the exquisite door was slowly pushed open.

Meng Zhu walked slowly with Cheng Jianshe's arm.

By the way, Luo Yan and Lin Miao accompanied each other step by step.

Father Cheng, sitting in the main seat, raised his eyebrows slightly.

The boy of the Luo family has always been rebellious, but he didn't expect to give his son such a face.

Rushing her mother's lips, she looked at Meng Zhu with a happy face coldly.

Looking horizontally and vertically, it’s just a wild girl.

Why did he fascinate his son so much that he even wanted his mother.

Lin Miao gently pulled the long yarn so that Meng Zhu could walk more freely.

The emcee welcomed the newcomer to the stage.

As everyone was watching, Lin Miao quietly retreated and decided on banquets and gifts with the staff of the wedding company.

Luo Yan looked sideways, looking at Lin Miao, who was busy and focused, thinking about the dress that had just been finalized.

I don't know how charming she would be when she wears it.

With the cheerful ending of the ceremonial ceremonies, the ceremony ended.

Luo Yan retreated to the main table, where he reserved his seat early in the morning.

After sitting down, he greeted Cheng's parents with a smile.

The Cheng family has only begun to get involved in real estate in the past two years.

As a result, the policy has been shrinking in the past two years, and the Cheng family's business has been in a state of loss.

Luo Yan made his fortune by real estate, and Cheng's father wanted to contact him early in the morning.

But Cheng Jianshe has not agreed, so he has been delayed until now.

Father Cheng smiled and greeted Luo Yan, and then talked about business affairs.

Luo Yan's task today is to hold Cheng's mother back. Seeing that Cheng's father talked endlessly, he simply pulled Cheng's mother in.

On the other side, Lin Miao was accompanying the newlyweds to toast.

Before Cheng's father could take back his mind, he saw the two of them coming, so he majesticly scolded Cheng Jianshe.

Cheng Jianshe responded with a very good temper.

After Cheng's father had drunk it, the two went to pay homage to Cheng's mother.

Looking at Meng Zhu with a shy face, Cheng's mother was so angry that she was so angry.

It’s time to get married, and I can count the number of times I go to home with one hand.

Lin Miao poured wine for the two of them.

"Mom, my son wishes you a cup. Thank you for giving me life, protecting me and growing up, and letting me know the beauty of the world."

"You still know," Cheng's mother looked coldly, "I still think you have forgotten it all."

Cheng Jianshe laughed dryly, and he looked at Luo Yan for help.

"Aunt, your glass," Luo Yan stuffed the glass into Cheng's mother's hand.

Cheng's mother glanced at Luo Yan, and finally felt rational and did not rudely, but just looked at Meng Zhu coldly.

"Mom, I'll respect you."

Meng Zhu respectfully saluted Cheng's mother.

Cheng's mother snorted coldly and glanced at her flat belly.

At a young age, I don’t want to learn anything, but I just want to know what I want.

The Cheng family has a great career, how can no one inherit it?

Mother Cheng raised her back and planned to say a few words.

"Auntie, the other uncles are still waiting," Luo Yan said hurriedly.

Mother Cheng frowned.

At the wedding, except for Cheng’s father, she was the biggest one.

She didn't finish her respect here, so everyone else had to wait.

Cheng's father had been with her for the rest of his life, how could he not know her temperament?

Seeing that she was about to have an attack, he quickly coughed lightly and raised his chin slightly, "The child is toasting wine, drink it quickly."

Cheng's mother's face became even colder.

But in front of everyone, she couldn't contradict Cheng's father, so she had to stubbornly dry the wine.
To be continued...