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Chapter 130 This Inscription Is Not His Famous Word (Wedding Extra)

The pianist who was waiting on the side immediately started playing the wedding march, and the violinist also started to perform.

The melodious music passed through the golden beach and poured into the layers of ripples of the sea.

Linlang appeared on this music.

She held Lisa's arm and smiled like a flower.

The snow-white wedding dress on her made her skin look whiter than snowy and charming.

The layers of veils are filled with a gentle atmosphere, and the diamonds at the hem of the skirt emit a clean and pure light. Every time you browse through the red carpet, you leave an inch of fragrance and beauty.

Two pretty and cute flower girls walked in front, sprinkling rose petals rhythmically. After casting this pink gap towards Ze, they saw the person he was thinking about came towards him with light.

No matter how much uneasiness is, it disappears at this moment.

He reached out and took Linlang's slender hand and kissed it gently.

"you are so Beautiful."

A happy smile ripped on Linlang's face, and he replied sincerely: "You are so handsome."

The escort who was ignored was a little embarrassed, so he had to clear his throat. When he was about to speak, the handsome groom said in a low voice: "You know the consequences of saying more nonsense."

The emcee staggered for a moment, almost unable to stand firm, and then turned the speech four or five pages back, then cleared his throat and recited the oath.

The two couples on the stage looked at each other affectionately.

He Ziyan from the audience cried in a panic.

Qi Ming, who was standing beside him, couldn't bear to see it anymore, took out a handkerchief and threw it into his arms: "Can you wipe your tears? On the days of great joy, are you crying like a dog, are you depressed?"

He Ziyan sobbed: "I'm happy."

"I'm happy, I won't take you like this. Look at how bright Uncle Xiang and Auntie are smiling in front of me. You should learn from them."

He Ziyan wiped his tears and finally stopped sobbing: "But when I think that Sister Ji is going to leave the circle, I feel sad if I can't see her in the future."

"No, don't worry, Sister Ji will be your boss's wife after she leaves the circle, and you can see it every day."

He Ziyan raised his head in confusion.

Qi Ming looked disgusted: "You don't know now that Huaming Entertainment is a company under Brother Ze's name, right?"

He Ziyan:!!!

Qi Ming: "..."

So why did Sister Ji let such a silly boy be her assistant?!

The oath on the stage has ended, and the bride and groom also exchanged rings. Then it was the highly anticipated stage - throwing bouquets.

Qi Ming was ready to wait for the host's command and rushed to the stage.

If he can receive Sister Ji’s flower bouquet, it means that he will definitely achieve good results on the road to flirting with girls this year.

So he is bound to win this flower!

Qi Ming had already stood up. He looked at He Ziyan who was sitting right next to him, and pulled him up with a grudge: "Are you still sitting at this time? Get up and grab the flowers."

He Ziyan pushed the glasses on his nose: "But I don't want them."

Qi Ming stared at him in confusion: "You kid... can't you get out of singleness, right?!"

He Ziyan raised his eyelids, then lowered his eyes instantly, and his cheeks were stained with a strange thin powder: "No, no."

Qi Ming didn't talk nonsense to him anymore because Linlang was ready to throw away the bouquet of flowers.

The pink rose bouquet drew a beautiful arc in the air, but Qi Ming watched the flower pass by him and fell into He Ziyan's arms.

He immediately lowered his feet and paused his chest: "It's over, it's over, my love path this year is about to break before it even started."

He Ziyan picked up the rose and said with a glutinous voice: "You, if you want it so, I'll give it to you."

Qi Ming refused and said, "What do I think of you, a big man's flowers!"

But the next second he saw the disappointed expression on He Ziyan's face.

Helplessly, Qi Ming rubbed his temples: "Forget it, I pity you, I barely accept it."

Linlang on the stage saw the hands of the two intertwined on the rose bouquet and showed a meaningful smile.

It’s her that she can throw a flower so accurately!
Chapter completed!
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