This small island is called Moon Peninsula. As the seasons change and the sea rises, the island is like the moon in the sky. From the round shape of the washbasin to a sickle crescent.

Cheng Ling likes it. I like its artistic conception. When a person is alone, it is a crescent moon. As time goes by. When you find the other half of your life, it will become a circle, and the two will support each other until they grow old. Life is complete from now on.

but. It wasn't hers, after all it wasn't hers.

Cheng Ling quickly followed the security personnel and arrived at the destination in about ten minutes.

The remaining daughters also came one after another. Cheng Ling saw Jin Xinyu being supported by a gentle and virtuous woman, and when he touched Cheng Ling's eyes, his expression became more and more serious.

I don't know what that virtuous woman whispered in her ear, it was amazing. Jin Xinyu stopped messing around with her.

"Wow. It's so beautiful. Will the hot air balloon in the sky drop its petals then?"

"I heard that Mr. Tang is looking for Zhiaiyisheng Studio. Some time ago, they organized the wedding for the US Congressman. I really like it. I don't know what surprise this time!"

Love Life is a well-known wedding company in the world. They are characterized by a lot of surprises, and each time is different, and the satisfaction is 100%.

Now that you have money, you can't invite them without certain connections.

Cheng Ling looked around, his delicate face darkened.

The open-air wedding scene, the seats are being moved at this time, probably in the process of finishing touches.

They are a group of sisters, they came earlier, and the other guests have not yet arrived.

"Beautiful sisters, please follow me here, Fan Fan is waiting for you inside."

Yifan specially came out to greet him.

Today is Fan Qingqing's wedding, so he doesn't care about the address.

Everyone followed closely behind Yifan with a smile on his face. Zhang Yifan's gaze fell on Cheng Ling. The smile on his face froze for a moment, and he snorted coldly. Although the voice was soft, Cheng Ling could hear Clearly.

Zhang Yifan is Fan Qingqing's assistant, her attitude represents Fan Qingqing's attitude.

Sure enough, it was not a good intention for Fan Fan to invite Cheng Ling over today.

We are all women, and we know very well that women will embarrass women the most, especially rivals in love.

Cheng Ling was going to be there today, and she was also surprised. At the wedding of her ex-fiancé and her best friend, she appeared as a loser now. It looked pitiful, and she only hoped that there would be no troubles by then.

Miss Qianjin, who was walking in front, pulled Zhang Yifan's clothes corner, put it in her ear, and whispered, "Wait, show me Cheng Ling, don't let her mess up Fan Fan's wedding."

Zhang Yifan nodded, she had already prepared for it, even if Cheng Ling changed, she would not be able to do anything today, everything was under their control.

The only manor on the small island is decorated in a simple style, but the materials used are exceptionally brilliant. Just the way they walked, the furnishings they saw were all antiques. In the small garden outside the manor, many trees are rare species. It is a small manor, comparable to the Empress Dowager Cixi's Old Summer Palace.

Zhang Yifan was very careful and attentive when walking, not letting himself touch the things around him for fear of breaking them.

Walk through a retro corridor and go to a powder room.

When it opened, there was a neat row of dressing tables, and several makeup artists were waiting.

"Fan Fan is putting on makeup in another room. Time is a little tight, so please change clothes and make up first."

When Zhang Yifan spoke, his eyes fell on Cheng Ling, as if she was the one who caused it.

Everyone present knew what it meant. If Jin Xinyu hadn't fallen into the water, how could it have been delayed for so long.

It's just that their slightly complaining eyes were not on Jin Xinyu, but on Cheng Ling.

It's just that Cheng Ling doesn't feel any guilt at all, and his impression of Cheng Ling is getting worse.

The makeup artist waved again and again, calling everyone over.

After everyone sat down, they realized that there were not enough makeup artists.

"Miss Cheng, you are a bridesmaid, and the makeup of the bridesmaid is a bit different from that of other sisters, why don't you change your clothes first?"

Inferior means!

Cheng Ling didn't have the heart to argue with them about this, so he changed his clothes when he changed them.

After being brought to the dressing room by Zhang Yifan, a row of gorgeous short dresses came into view, while Cheng Ling's was a long dress.

"This is Miss Cheng's clothes, please change your clothes, I'll go outside and guard first."

With a bang, the door closed, Cheng Ling confirmed that it was locked, and then let down his vigilance.

The dressing room is a big room. Apart from a row of long hangers hanging clothes, there is no other small room for changing clothes. It seems that you should change clothes directly here.

She stretched her hand to the back and pulled the zipper. Before the zipper was pulled down, the phone vibrated endlessly. She had already changed the ringtone to vibrate.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the screen, and was surprised to find that the note on the phone number was Mrs. Husband?

When did you change it?

When Cheng Ling was surprised, the phone vibrated again when she hung up, and there was a feeling that the other party would never give up if she didn't answer the phone.

Line connected.

"Has the wedding started?"

Judging from his tone, he seemed to be in a good mood, and there were occasional whistling noises.

"Not yet, the guests haven't been seated yet."

"I'm coming here now, Ma'am, be obedient and don't touch what you shouldn't touch."

What he said was cryptic enough that Cheng Ling knew that he was telling himself not to get close to Tang Yuze.

Hearing the word Ma'am, Cheng Ling suddenly thought of the note on the phone number.

"Did you change the notes on my phone?"

She kept Xi Shiche's phone number in her heart, and she didn't need to make notes at all. When she needed it, she just pressed the phone number, how safe it was.

Now, however, there are notes of unique names.

"Ok."

Cheng Ling gritted his teeth for such a confident monotone, "When did you change it?"

He actually knew the unlock code of her phone?

"Call my husband, or give me a kiss, madam choose one."

There was a cheerful laugh in his voice. Cheng Ling found that dealing with businessmen was the most annoying thing, and there was always a relationship of interest.

"Xi Shiche, why are you making notes? Don't you know that notes are the most unsafe thing to do? If your phone is stolen, you will be the first to call for fraud."

"Only people with low IQs need to worry about that."

"The only person who can lie to me is you."

Cheng Ling became anxious now, "When did I ever lie to you?"

She is a good young man, at least, in front of Xi Shiche, she can't get any benefits at all, and she is not looking for death if she dares to lie to her.

Xi Shiche chuckled, his mood became more and more relaxed, and his tone raised a bit.

"Bed, get on!"

He pronounced his words very clearly, and his slightly low-pitched ending was ambiguous.

Through the phone call, Cheng Ling felt that he was talking intimately close to her ear, his delicate cheeks were blushing.

Before she had time to speak, there was a click, the sound of the door opening.