"Hoo hoo hoo!" There was a sudden noise outside.

Big and getting closer.

Song Weiyi looked at Pei Yibai suspiciously, as if it was the sound of a propeller, an airplane?

Seeing that Pei Yibai had a cold expression, while the priest kept looking at them with a smile, Song Weiyi felt more and more that the atmosphere here was very strange.

After all, he was attracted by the sound outside, Song Weiyi bit his lip and looked at him, ignoring himself.

She loosened her clenched hands slowly, the sound of the wings spinning became louder, and gusts of wind blew from the gate.

Song Weiyi's hair was disheveled, blowing up against the wind, she ignored Pei Yibai, suddenly lifted her skirt and ran towards the door.

The fiery red skirt fluttered towards the outside like a bright maple leaf following Song Weiwei's fluttering in the wind.

Song Weiyi managed to run outside along the red carpet.

Looking up, in the blue sky, two helicopters are spinning on the spot, and the propellers at the back are turning whirringly, and the wind and sound they bring out are here.

"This is... what's going on?" Song Weiyi was taken aback.

The plane in the air rotated around a few times before finally locking on to the parked position.

Song Weiwei stood at the door of the church, watching without moving.

The wrist suddenly tightened and was pinched.

Song Weiyi thought it was Pei Yibai, but when he looked back, he found Jiang Xinyou who ran out of nowhere.

"Why are you here?" Looking at Jiang Xinyou at this moment, Song Weiyi was a little angry.

There may be some misunderstanding here, but Jiang Xinyou must be the culprit.

Jiang Xinyou laughed dryly, "Cousin sister-in-law, don't be angry, time is in a hurry and I'm running out of time, come with me."

At this moment, Jiang Xinyou was not in a hurry to explain, she grabbed Song Weiwei's hand, and was about to enter through the side door of the church.

Song Weiyi did not expect that Jiang Xinyou looked soft and weak, but her strength was not small.

She was staggered and almost fell.

"Jiang Xinyou, let me go." Song Weiyi said angrily, she hadn't seen clearly who was outside.

Moreover, Jiang Xinyou didn't think that she should give her an explanation?

"Oh, my ancestor, can we talk about it later? It's too late." Jiang Xinyou clasped her hands together, pleading.

plead? It wasn't like this when she was sowing discord between herself and Pei Yibai.

Song Weiyi shook her hand angrily, but failed.

"Come with me." No matter what Song's only reaction was, Jiang Xinyou didn't take it seriously, and dragged her in.

"Jiang Xinyou, let go."

Helpless, she didn't listen.

Song Weiyi's anger couldn't come out, but Jiang Xinyou half dragged him to a lounge.

Why there is such a place, and why Jiang Xinyou dragged herself here, Song Weiyi is not curious at all.

As soon as Jiang Xinyou let go, she turned and ran. "Don't think that because you are Pei Yibai's cousin, you can command me randomly. Get out of the way, otherwise, I won't be polite."

Jiang Xinyou was standing in front of the only one, with an expression that you want to go over and beat me up first.

And behind her, the door to Song's only lounge was suddenly shut by two people who appeared out of thin air.

Song Weiwei watched this scene with a stiff face, and slowly shifted his gaze to Jiang Xinyou's face.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Jiang Xinyou didn't answer, and looked up and down Song Weiyi unceremoniously.

Then nodded, "It's really okay, you are quite well prepared."

"Jiang Xinyou, let me ask you something!" Song Weiyi gritted her teeth, and her answer was simply wrong.

Jiang Xinyou shrugged and waved towards those two people.

"People are here, are things ready? Start now."

When the two men received Jiang Xinyou's words, they immediately walked over and held Song Weiyi's hand from left to right.

"What are you doing? Kidnapping?" Song Weiyi was furious.

"Biao sister-in-law, you are too suspicious, you are all from your own family, why should I kidnap you if I have nothing to do?" Jiang Xinyou rolled her eyes.

"My family? My family, you still provoke me and Pei Yibai on WeChat?"

Speaking of this, Song Weiyi was full of anger.

Does Jiang Xinyou mix in the entertainment industry? So good at acting?

Looking at Pei Yibai's appearance, he had no idea what role Jiang Xinyou played among them.

"Let's not talk about this for now." Jiang Xinyou sneered, but was glared at by Song Weiyi.

"Guilty?" How could Pei Yibai have such a cousin?

Can this kind of question be joked casually?

"Well, ahem, put this on first." Jiang Xinyou turned a blind eye to Song Weiwei's indignation, and instead brought a huge gift box over.

A look inside put, is the dress.

Song Weiyi froze and looked at her in surprise.

The corner of Jiang Xinyou's mouth curled up, and in front of Song Weiyi, she opened the lid.

The dress in the box was studded with diamonds, and as she opened the lid, streaks of shiny luster came out.

Song Weiyi only felt that his eyes were caught, Jiang Xinyou solemnly took out the dress and compared it in front of Song Weiyi.

At this moment, Song Weiyi didn't understand at all what was going on.

"Don't be in a daze, change it quickly." Jiang Xinyou urged dissatisfied.

Cousin, time is precious.

Song Weiyi stared at the diamond-encrusted wedding dress motionlessly, and suddenly trembled all over.

It's not a dress, but a set of pure white wedding dress, and the sparkling ones are diamonds.

She covered her mouth in astonishment, with a surprised expression, what's going on?

"This...the wedding dress..." Song Weiwei was so stuttered that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

Seeing this, Jiang Xinyou simply told the two makeup artists next to her. "My cousin is stupid. It's impossible to expect her to put it on by herself. You guys, strip her clothes off for me."

Although the dress that Song Weiyi was wearing didn't look cheap, but compared with the sky-high price wedding dress in her hand, it could be ignored.

"Okay, Miss Jiang." The two nodded, and after receiving Jiang Xinyou's order, they immediately went to grab the only piece of clothing.

"Ah, you guys stop." Song Weiyi, who came back to his senses and was stripped in public, blushed and scolded.

"It's okay, cousin, they are all women. This wedding dress is very complicated. You can't wear it by yourself." Jiang Xinyou raised her eyebrows and answered leisurely.

"What's going on?" The church, the wedding dress, Pei Yibai...

"Oh, it's so boring to ask this at this time, put it on first."

Jiang Xinyou winked, and the two makeup artists peeled off Song Weiyi's dress vigorously.

"The figure is really good, not like someone who has given birth to two children. Come on, put it on." Jiang Xinyou whistled and asked two makeup artists to help Song Weiyi put on the wedding dress.

"Hurry up, sit down, and get ready to put on makeup." Song Weiyi was pushed to the mirror by Jiang Xinyou before she recovered.