Shangyu walks through the corridor and slowly comes to Li Qiao.

He didn't see her in Xiuhe, and she didn't see him in the festive red.

The man leaned over, clamped her jaw and kissed the tip of her nose, "Mrs. Shang, I'm here."

Li Qiao's eyes were like a picture. She touched his cheek and asked with a smile, "what's wrong?"

Shang Yu's Adam's apple kept sliding, his forehead against her, and his eyes were slightly red because of emotion, "not in the future."

Two people close to the face to say love words, and the bridesmaid group has long been the best man group and pick-up team in the door.

Li Qiao's shoes were not hidden, they were placed beside the bed.

Shang Yu knelt down on one knee, put on the bride's shoes for her, and then gave her a devout kiss on the instep.

At the scene, many people took a deep breath, sighed at the move of the Nanyang overlord bending over for Li qiaokan, and even moved by their love.

At 8:50, Shang Yu and Li Qiao got on the bus. All the family members got on the bus one after another.

At this point, the wedding ceremony of Nanyang businessman Shaoyan and Li Jia Qianjin Li Qiao officially began.

Instead of going to Qiao mansion for the first time, the team made a round trip around the city.

Everywhere you go, there are flowers and blessings.

On this day, Nanyang City, three main roads are all under martial law, the whole city is full of flowers, the helicopter patrol escort, the scene is unprecedented grand.

All the LED screens in the city broadcast the scene of the motorcade touring the streets in real time. Until the vehicles drove into Qiao mansion, all Nanyang people knew that the whole island villa had been renamed. This is the future home of Nanyang overlord couple.

After arriving at the wedding scene, Li Qiao and the bridesmaids went to the dressing room of the single family villa.

Before entering the room, she said, "I can't tell you that your family can't make you regret."

Li Qiao pick eyebrow, slightly doubt, "eh?"

Xi Luo raised her head to the door and said with a smile, "go in, don't let us wait too long."

The door of the dressing room was pushed open by Yin Mo and Nan he, and then a white and noble wedding dress came into view.

Li Qiao raised her eyes to look at the past, and her heart beat a little faster.

Even the bridesmaid group can't help but exclaim and pull Li Qiao to change her clothes.

White wedding dress represents sincerity and purity.

After seven months of pregnancy, Li Qiao puts on the wedding dress that Shang Yu has tailored for her. The pregnant belly is not obvious, the skirt is elegant, and the long veil is trailing behind her, full of gorgeous.

Duan Shuyuan in her wedding dress after finishing side tears, in addition to moved, more is happy.

Her baby, finally put on the most beautiful wedding dress to marry her favorite man.

On the other side, Qiao mansion is fully open, with over 100 tables in the center of the open South Square. Light music is flowing in the air. In front of the green lawn, there is a ceremony.

Dark hall left Xuan and other police officers and Nanyang police station are responsible for the wedding security measures.

At the entrance of the residence, four assistants are welcoming the guests, and four accounting men are sitting together to record the guests' gifts.

At this time, a man came slowly from the low-key Huiteng car, accompanied by his assistant.

As they approached, Liuyun rushed forward to greet them, "Hello, general manager Qin."

This person, the fourth son of the Qin family in Licheng, Qin Baiyu, was Qin Si, who had been ill in the old house of Palma.

Qin bowed her head in a restrained manner and gave her assistant a look in her eyes. The latter immediately gave her a small gift. "This is a gift from general manager Qin to Yan Ye. I wish the two new people a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Wangyue leads the assistant to the cashier's desk to register. He looks at the man with glasses curiously, "brother, what do you call him?"

"Zhuo Han."

Looking at the moon, he nodded clearly, opened his hand card and looked at it. "President Qin's ceremony seat is in the first row, with 17 seats."

Zhuo Han said, "I will pass it on."

Wang Yue patted Zhuo Han on the shoulder and soon went to greet other guests.

Time flies and there are more and more guests.

Mr. accountant was too busy to come over. At last, Wei ang and Wei Lang had to go forward to make up the number.

After a while, Wei ang looked at his account book and fell into meditation.

Yanmeng ABCDEFG

Twenty six letters. Twenty five.

This is what magic operation, another K is which big guy, why not come?

Wei ang poked Wei Lang's arm and pushed his account book to him to see, "doesn't Yan League have K?"

Wei Lang just about to speak, Bai Yan just passed by the table, casually dropped a red envelope, youyou tunnel: "even your little lady is who all don't understand, good meaning?"

The two brothers were wronged for some reason. They looked up and said, "tanbai, the little son of the tans who ran away from home, is the leader of the yanmeng, Bai Yan.".

"What does he mean by that?" Weiang has an idea that is ready to come out, but it's incredible.

Bai Yan... There are few people on the road who don't know him. His means are bloody.

Wei Lang swallowed saliva, "is little madam Yan Meng K?"

They look at each other a little and respect Li Qiao instantly.

Yanmeng, it was once a world-famous Mafia organization

In less than half a minute, Meng Jun, Idaho, arrived with two suitcases.

He handed out the invitation, which was the guest of Shangyu.

Wei ang is just about to write a record. Meng Jun opens his suitcase with two clicks. "This one is for Godfather and this one is for junior sister."

Ten million dollars in cash for godfather, a box of heavy metal machine guns for Li Qiao.

Both brothers have taken it. Nanyang is so heavily guarded. How did you show off with a box of machine guns?

Wei ang held the brush and looked up at Meng Jun, "who are you..."

"Governor of IDA."

Wei ang took a deep breath and fixed his mind. He decided to be calm. He could not be a woodlouse without knowledge.

Then, for the next half an hour, a conversation like this came from near the registration desk.

For example: "who are you, please?"

"Minister of heavy industry of Myanmar."

Another example is: "what do you call it?"

"Myanmar is better than Xing Zinan."

Wei ang looked at Xing Zinan, thinking, "Mr. Xing, have we met?"

Xing Zinan was full of evil spirit, and his teeth were scraping his lower lip. He said in a low voice, "were you there that night when the weapons depot of LIAOSHAN military headquarters exploded?"

Wei ang shook his head silently. "No, I'm in the armament zone."

"Oh." Xing Zi Nan should a, turn round to walk into the mansion, not good air ground sneer at, "blind his mother set up close."

Wei ang wiped his face and looked down at Xing's invitation card. "How can the young lady know such a person?"

They haven't heard the name of Xing Zinan, but they know at a glance that his identity should not be seen.

Wei Lang looked at Xing's direction and thought for three seconds. Then he patted his thigh. "Do you remember that there were two groups of unknown people looking for the young lady in Myanmar at that time?"

"I'm impressed."

Wei Lang narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice a few degrees. "Is that big guy in the black triangle of Myanmar surnamed Xing?"

Wei ang said with a smile, "are you frightening me?"

If people in the black triangle appear in Nanyang, they can attract Interpol every minute.

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