Three days later, Ying Feifei and Mo Liangyu's wedding was held in Dongcheng as scheduled.

Ying Feifei, wearing a wedding dress, is standing in the dressing room of the hotel, with sour eyes.

Like all ordinary girls, she had mixed feelings on her wedding day.

Looking at my aged parents and friends coming from Licheng, it seems that... The world is worth it at this moment.

Their wedding is simple, except for the wedding banquet held in the hotel, other details are omitted as far as possible.

Ying Feifei is not a vain girl, especially at the age of 28, who takes vanity and luxury lightly.

Although the wedding scene is beautiful, Mo Liangyu still feels aggrieved by Ying Feifei compared with other brothers' wedding banquet.

He stood in front of the stage, at the moment of the music, watching with his own eyes Ying Feifei holding Ying's father's hand coming from the opposite side.

All the friends sat in the hall, and the relatives and friends of Yingjia applauded.

Ying Fu reluctantly gives Ying Feifei's hand to Mo Liangyu, folds their palms together and claps them hard. When he turns around, the old father can't help crying.

I'm looking forward to my daughter's marriage, but I'm still reluctant to give her to others!

Ying's mother also shed tears.

This wedding, Mo Shengjiang also came to the scene naturally.

During the tea ceremony, Mo Liangyu and Ying Feifei knelt down in front of them, "Dad, please have tea."

Mo Shengjiang looks down at Ying Feifei and takes the cup in her hand with great satisfaction. A sip of it is considered as a gift.

Then, he put the teacup on the table, took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Ying Feifei. His tone was very kind, "son, take this one, I wish you a long time. In the future... Xiaoyu will give it to you!"

The red envelope is so thin that you can't even feel something inside.

Ying Feifei took it with both hands and nodded tearfully, "Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Mo Shengjiang sighed, and there was a trace of guilt in his eyes.

From the beginning until the wedding was held as scheduled, he really believed that Ying Feifei and Mo Liangyu wanted to get married.

On that day, although I met my relatives, Mo Shengjiang didn't pay attention to Ying's family because he didn't trust Mo Liangyu.

Mo Liangyu has a lesson from the past, so he chooses to ignore the whole process.

Unexpectedly, the two children got married so soon.

After all, moshengjiang is happy to see it.

Although it's not quite right, it's a beautiful talk to let Mo Liangyu really accept his heart and return to his family.

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After the wedding, just after 12:30 noon.

The wedding banquet custom in small towns is relatively simple and conservative. Most of the guests leave in twos and threes after the banquet.

Back in the upstairs dressing room, Mo Liangyu urges Ying Feifei to change clothes. The brothers are still waiting downstairs. They have other arrangements in the afternoon.

In the twinkling of an eye, Ying father and Ying mother came to the room with a red cloth bag in their hand.

Seeing them, Mo Liangyu immediately came forward with a smile and a friendly cry, "Mom and Dad!"

"Ah Ying Fu took advantage of the situation to pull his wrist, and called Ying Feifei to come over, "Xiao Mo, take this for you."

Mo Liangyu looked at the red cloth bag he handed him and was surprised not to answer, "Dad, what's this?"

Ying Fu raised his eyes and opened the zipper of the red cloth bag. The red banknotes came into his eyes, and there were several cheques in it. "This is the gift money received at today's wedding banquet. The bookkeeper has counted it all, and the total is 1.03 million.

Our family collected more than 130000 yuan, and most of the rest were given by your brothers.

You two take the money and buy whatever you want. "

With that, Ying Fu forced the red cloth into Mo Liangyu's hand.