Zong Jinghao was keen. Even though Lin Xinyan's steps were very light, he still made a statement. He only said, "Continue to look for it."

Then he hung up the phone.

He put his phone back on his phone, turned around and saw Lin Xinyan in a vague way, and walked towards her, "Go in."

Lin Xinyan raised his head, "Who are you talking to on the phone just now?"

"A friend who can't come to the wedding."

Zong Jinghao's voice and expression were gentle.

Lin Xinyan could not see any trace of his lying.

I just had a doubt in my heart. She had clearly heard Zong Yanchen's name just now. Could it be that she had heard it wrong?

However, she didn't think she heard it wrong.

"Which friend?"

She continued to ask.

Over the years, she has almost blocked all the people around Zong Jinghao.

Zong Jinghao looked down at her, raised his eyebrows, "Hmm?

Don't want to believe me?"

Lin Xinyan pursed his lips and said bluntly, "I just heard Yan Chen. Is it related to Yan Chen?"

It’s been so long since the couple has not been in a circle, and they both communicate with each other with frankness and direct communication.

"You heard it wrong."

Zong Jinghao hugged her shoulders, "Today I am a mother-in-law. I'm going to be on stage later, so I'm in a happy mood."

"I really heard it wrong?"

Lin Xinyan didn't give up.

Zong Jinghao looked at him without squinting, "When did I lied to you?"

Lin Xinyan, “…”                                                                                                                            

They sat back and looked on the stage.

The host stood between the two newcomers, holding a microphone in his hand and looking at the groom, "Mr. Zhuang Jiawen, do you want Miss Shen Xinyao to become your wife and marry her?

Whether you are sick or healthy, poor or rich, or any other reason, you love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and be loyal to her until the end of your life?"

The audience was full of attention.

Zhuang Jiawen looked serious and looked at Shen Xinyao affectionately, "I do."

The supporter faces Shen Xinyao, "Ms. Shen Xinyao, are you willing to become your husband to marry him?

Whether you are sick or healthy, poor or rich, or any other reason, you love him, take care of him, respect him, accept him, and be loyal to him until the end of your life?"

Shen Xinyao thought of what happened tonight, and Zhuang Jiawen appeared in time, standing in front of her, holding a gun.

Like a god.

She would not think about assumptions, nor would she think about if, but only now.

At this moment! Her eyes were as bright as water, bright and radiant as the brightest star in summer. She looked at Zhuang Jiawen word by word, "I do."

She strengthened her tone, "I would like to be your wife."

Boom! The warm applause came from below.

"Now, the bride and the bride will kiss you."

The voices of supporters are filled with applause.

The applause became even higher.

Zhuang Jiawen was a little worried about her actions because of the evening and hesitating. Shen Xinyao took the initiative to hug his neck, stood on tiptoe, and put her lips on, slowly overlapping with his lips, and pressed them tightly.

He seemed to have unexpectedly expected, or was shocked by Shen Xinyao's initiative and forgot to react.

"Do you want to regret it?"

Seeing no response from him, Shen Xinyao whispered.

Zhuang Jiawen, who came back to his senses, immediately hooked her waist, regretting it?

"Yeah, regret it."

Before Chen Xinyao could react, he kissed her again and said vaguely, "I regret it, I didn't marry you soon."
Chapter completed!