Mrs. Zhao trembled all over, "Of course the wedding will be held as scheduled."

She has done so much, and Zhao Heng has worked so hard for so long, isn't it just for Zhao Mochu to marry Gu Chenyan?

"Very good." Gu Chenyan narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the speechless Zhao Mochu.

"Did you hear that? Your mother chose this one. If you disagree with me, I will let you crawl out of the hotel today. If you don't believe me, just try it."

After finishing speaking, he let go of Zhao Mochu's chin, and slammed her hard.

He didn't care about the small wound on Zhao Mochu's forehead at all, and he didn't even have any scruples about this bride.

Zhao Mochu was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and when he wanted to say something, Madam Zhao stopped her and asked her to leave.

"Chenyan, the wedding will definitely be held as scheduled. I'll go back and put on Chuchu's makeup first." Madam Zhao threw down a sentence and followed her furiously.

At this time, she dared not say a word to this son-in-law-to-be.

Following the departure of Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Mochu, the corridor became completely quiet, leaving only Pei Yibai, Gu Chenyan and Song Weiyi.

There was no joy on Gu Chenyan's face. In fact, Song Weiwei saw that his face was still faintly dark, probably because he was very angry.

"I made you laugh." It took a while for Gu Chenyan to speak, and finally a wry smile appeared on his face.

"The Zhao family is going too far?" Pei Yibai frowned, and there was a hint of gloom in his cold voice.

A fake bride who dared to fight Song Weiyi had the audacity to fight against Song Weiyi. Just now, she shouldn't be polite to her.

"For the sake of profit, what else can Zhao Heng not do? Just now he knelt down in front of my grandfather." Gu Chenyan sneered, with strong disgust in his tone.

If not, Gu Tianqing would not necessarily be swayed by Zhao Heng's words, and insisted on continuing the wedding.

"You really agreed? Marriage is a big deal." Pei Yibai said with a little deep meaning.

It's common for people like them to use marriage as a bargaining chip to trade.

However, for someone as unreliable as the Zhao family, and this Zhao Mochu, with such a character, it would be a devastating disaster for Gu Chenyan.

"What about marriage? Married who is not married?" Gu Chen made it clear in one sentence.

A wedding is imperative.

Dozens of news media came here today. If the scene just now was filmed and publicized, the reputation of the Gu family would be greatly lost.

"Since you agree, then I have nothing to say." Pei Yibai shook his head.

Although he and Gu Chenyan are good brothers, he has a different concept from Gu Chenyan.

He, Pei Yibai, was unwilling to make do with it, Song had to be the only one.

"Um."

It took Gu Chenyan a moment before he noticed Song Weiyi's existence.

Especially seeing Song Weiyi holding Pei Yibai's hand all the time, with a surprised expression on his face: "This is?"

girlfriend?

But, why never heard Pei Yibai say it?

"Song Weiwei, your sister-in-law." Pei Yibai said lightly, shook Song Weiwei's hand and motioned her to come forward.

This is the first time Pei Yibai has approached Pei Yibai's circle of friends besides He Chengzhi.

Song Weiyi's heart was trembling faintly, with a touch of excitement and ecstasy.

This move is very simple, but for her, it is different.

As if in an instant, from the dark to the bright.

From a black household without identification to a person who can walk on the street freely.

Song Weiyi never knew that he also cared in his heart, caring about the way Pei Yibai's friends looked at him.

"Sister-in-law? You mean..." Gu Chenyan's eyes widened, his calm and indifferent expression was broken, and he looked at Pei Yibai like a ghost.

"Well, I got married earlier than you." Pei Yibai nodded, indicating that Gu Chenyan did not guess wrong.

The corner of Gu Chenyan's mouth twitched, and he almost said what the hell.

What a big surprise...

Or rather, frightened.

"Say hello to today's groom officer, just call him Chenyan." Pei Yibai ignored Gu Chenyan's shock, and said gently to Song Weiwei.

Song Weiyi who was in the cloud was pushed out by him, and nodded to Gu Chenyan stiffly: "Hello, I am Song Weiyi."

"sister in law……"

"Well, there is still a lot of time to chat in the future, and your wedding is about to start, so let's go and do your work first." Pei Yibai smiled understandingly, and said to Gu Chen.

After Gu Chenyan left, Song Weiwei silently looked at Pei Yibai.

I didn't look carefully just now, but now, Pei Yibai noticed that Song Weiyi's eye circles were slightly red.

"What?" Pei Yibai's face suddenly changed, his eyes were tense.

Song Weiyi threw herself into his arms, "I'm very happy, husband, thank you."

"What's the matter?" Pei Yibai frowned, not knowing Song Weiyi's intention.

"I'm just very happy." Being recognized and no longer a black household, Song Weiyi's heart was numb and astringent.

"Stupid." She didn't say anything, and Pei Yibai didn't ask any more questions, he just put his arms around Song Weiyi's waist and turned to the gate.

Song Weiyi couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, straightened his back and entered with Pei Yibai.

There was a surge of people inside, and a large place was opened up in the center as a stage.

The outside of the stage was filled with red roses, and on the wall, the words Gu Chenyan and Zhao Moyun's wedding were written.

A long red carpet stretched all the way to the bottom of the stage, and Song Weiwei watched this scene with fascination.

After a while, a grand and pure wedding will be held here.

But, will the bride cooperate?

Thinking of this question, Song Weiyi's expression became dull.

"Let's go, there are a few people you can meet with me later." Pei Yibai's voice interrupted Song Weiyi's wandering spirit.

"Oh, good." Lifting his spirits, Song Weiyi walked over.

A group of people had already arrived and waited for Pei Yibai's driver.

It's just that when they saw him with a strange girl, Zhao Mo and Fu Ziyu looked at them like a ghost just like Gu Chenyan.

Who is this woman?

Compared with the expressions of the two of them, He Chengzhi and Pei Chenyang were already extremely calm.

Pei Chenyang simply waved at Song Weiyi, "Little niece, are you here today?"

The three words "little niece and daughter-in-law" simply and rudely summed up Song's only identity.

"Fuck, little nephew?" Fu Ziyu sprayed the red wine on Zhao Mo's suit, staring at them dumbfounded.

Pei Chenyang raised his eyebrows. It turned out that this was the first time that the elder nephew brought out the younger niece and daughter-in-law.

He chuckled a few times, pointed at Song Weiwei and said, "Well, my name is right for my little nephew, but for you, it's right to call me little sister-in-law."

Looking at their expressions again, he said triumphantly: "You are in the country, even later than I knew, but it's all thanks to my big nephew. Are you angry? If you are angry, it's right. Give him a good drink today." Bar."