Chapter 195

Seeing the woman at the door, Zhou Zeyu raised his eyes and looked at Yang Jiayang. His dark eyes were filled with doubts and discontent. In Su Xiaoran's other half of his face, he hooked his lips slightly, but not with a smile, but with anger.

Yang Jiayang directly silly eyes, smile directly stuck in the face, holding the microphone hand unconsciously tight for a while, the door of the two women is how to come? Then he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked innocently at Zhou Zeyu, just looking at him.

It's not me. It's not me.

This is the most real monologue of Yang Jiayang at this time.

His fiancee came with Fu Qian. Does this matter have anything to do with Yang Jiayang? Zhou Zeyu didn't believe it.

Because two women suddenly appeared at the door, the scene was quiet for a few seconds.

"Why? Why don't you meet your woman when she comes? " Zhou Zeyu pretended to be nothing but Yang Jiayang.

Yang Jiayang handed the microphone to Xiong Huanjun, who was standing beside him. He quickly ran to the door and said to Li: "Why are you here? He has to kill me... "

I watched Yang Jiayang run so fast on the stage, and almost tripped. He was so easy to change his nature, and his legs would be soft when he saw a beautiful woman. He ran to the right floor and left floor one by one, in front of his fiancee. It was really a strange painting style.

Xiong Huanjun was attracted by Yang Jiayang when he saw the scene. He showed a smile that could see through everything on his face. Then he picked up the microphone and said, "look here, today is the wedding ceremony of Mr. Zhou Zeyu and Miss Su Xiaoran. Please leave as soon as possible We give cheers and applause back to our bride and bridegroom... "

Yang Jiayang forced Li and Fu Qian to leave. Fu Qian's voice was drowned in cheers and applause, and the wedding continued.

Watching Fu Qian leave, Zhou Zeyu's heart was released.

Although the scene just took only a few minutes, I was acutely aware that Zhou Zeyu's face had just changed slightly. Maybe I was too sensitive.

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Yang Jiayang dragged Li still and Fu Qian out of the banquet hall, and his face became serious from his just playful smile.

Fu qianearned took off Yang Jiayang's hand and turned to go back to the banquet hall. Her beautiful face had no expression except anger at the moment.

"Come back to me." Yang Jiayang backhand holding Fu Qian's right hand, "he does not love you, you this is why?"

"Yang Jiayang, you have made it clear that the person Xiaoyu loves is me, not that ugly woman. He just does it to annoy me, he just wants me to regret it "Fu Qian didn't care about her image. She bit Yang Jiayang with her mouth and took her hand.

Yang Jiayang's "ah" screamed. He was really bitten by Fu Qian, but he still didn't let go. He knew in his heart that if he let go, Zhou Zeyu's arrangement would change. At that time, he just couldn't get away with it.

"Sister Fu Qian, just listen to Jiayang's advice. If you annoy Zhou Zeyu, we won't have good fruit to eat "Li is still very distressed to see Yang Jiayang was bitten red arm, and then ran to Fu Qian side to persuade.

Zhou Zeyu's temper has always been eccentric, which they all know. He has always been cold spoken, but he is special to Fu Qian. But now he transfers those tenderness to other women, which makes Fu Qian, a proud woman, unacceptable.

Yang Jiayang looked at his arm and sneered, "Fu Qian, don't blame me for not reminding you. Don't mess with Xiao Yu again. "

" what if I'm going to provoke him? "Fu Qian asked, but she didn't know.

"Sister Fu Qian "Li is still in a hurry.

Fu Qian deeply inhaled, trying to calm his mood, "still you accompany me to drink."

Then Fu Qian looks at Yang Jiayang. Yang Jiayang blows and then releases his hand. He knows that Fu Qian is a rational woman. If she really knows Zhou Zeyu, she can't go back to make trouble.

Having known each other for more than ten years, Fu Qian has never been so embarrassed in front of Yang Jiayang and Li. She has a feeling in her heart and needs to vent.

"Still, don't you go?" Fu Qian out of a few steps, looking back to see Li is still motionless.

"Here we are." Li still slowly moved her steps, but her eyes were still staring at Yang Jiayang, "Jiayang, I'll look for you at night."

Yang Jiayang ignored Li still, thinking that this woman is too brainless.

Yang Jiayang leaned against the wall and kept sighing, thinking about how to explain to Zhou Zeyu.

Just thinking, the door of the banquet hall was opened from inside, and Zhou Zeyu came out.

I'm really afraid of what comes.

Zhou Zeyu goes to Yang Jiayang and leans against the wall like him.

Although Zhou Zeyu has not asked, Yang Jiayang has already felt a cold air coming out of him.

"Yesterday, when you called me, Li was still nearby. I think she heard something, that's why today's story came out..." Yang Jiayang has been sighing, "brother, I'm sorry..."After the two were silent, Zhou Zeyu did not want to question Yang Jiayang.

"Do you have any cigarettes?"

After half a sound, these words pop out of Zhou Zeyu's mouth, revealing the man's helplessness.

Yang Jiayang straightened up, raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Zeyu, then took his eyes back. His eyes were empty and powerless, "I'll go out to buy."

"No, let's go in. Ran Ran is still waiting for me."

"Ranran" in his mouth shows his love for Su Xiaoran. Is he really in love with her?

Yang Jiayang looked at Zhou Zeyu, who was unable to walk, and asked, "where's Fu Qian? Is it really down? "

After a pause, Zhou Zemu lifted his foot and put it down again. He blinked a few times and then said, "I'm married. You know me, I won't be an irresponsible man."

This answer is ambiguous. Zhou Zeyu didn't give a positive answer. Maybe "married" already means everything.

"Take care of your wife. Don't let her interfere in my affairs any more." When he opened the door, Zhou Zeyu said.

Yang Jiayang nodded and agreed, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart. Li was still not what he could manage. He had a big mouth. He had a strong relationship with Fu Qian and told her everything.

"Ran ran..." Zhou Zeyu came to Su Xiaoran through the crowd and saw someone propose a toast to her. Zhou Zeyu took the glass directly and said, "I'm sorry, my wife is pregnant and not suitable for drinking. I'll drink for her."

Then he raised his head and drank it.

"Keep drinking. Let's go over."

After drinking, Zhou Zeyu politely smiles at everyone, and then leaves with Su Xiaoran in his arms.