Chapter 131 Don't Believe in Evil

That morning, Wen Shuang was pulled out of bed by Tang Weisheng in a daze.

It is really not an exaggeration to say that seeing a face that looked like it was owed 30 million at such an important moment in the morning was a terrible experience. Wen Shuang even had the illusion that he was still asleep. Otherwise, why could he see Tang Weisheng in Qing Zhou Villa, his home?

"Don't sleep anymore, get up." Tang Weisheng said impatiently: "There is a cocktail party in the morning, my brother is waiting for you."

Wen Shuang grabbed the phone from under the pillow and squinted her eyes for a long time. Suddenly, she was furious. "God bless you for disturbing my sweet dreams!"

"It's only 6:30 in the morning, what are you drinking?" Wen Shuang was so angry that her lungs hurt.

Tang Weisheng didn't bother explaining anything. He lifted the quilt and pulled Wen Shuang up. Wen Shuang's pajamas were unbuttoned, and there were fresh kiss marks from her collar down. Tang Weisheng's pupils shrank when he saw them, and he relaxed as if he'd been burned. Wen Shuang had no foothold, so she fell back, and her head banged against the bedside table, not lightly or heavily. "Ah!"

Tang Weisheng: “…”

Wen Shuang clutched her head in agony, then pointed at Tang Weisheng and said, "You're done! You're done! I'll definitely complain to your brother when I see him!"

Tang Weisheng was not afraid of him complaining, and Wen Shuang's negative emotions did not last long. After all, for a foodie, steamed pork ribs and fish porridge, a few fragrant fried dough sticks, and a plate of refreshing side dishes were enough to soothe all sorrows.

It was just after seven when Wen Shuang finished eating. He had just stretched when he saw Tang Weisheng open the door. Seven or eight people came in one after another. They were all dressed neatly and fashionably, holding clothes or carrying boxes in their hands. Wen Shuang's waist was not stretched completely and was stuck in the air. His voice was trembling, "What are you doing?"

Tang Weisheng tilted his head, looking like a demon king, and sneered, "Do it."

Wen Shuang was pressed in front of the mirror and forced to change into a white suit. He was not a fool. Xuan Zhe would never leave so early. It was also strange that Tang Weisheng appeared at home inexplicably. The suit he was wearing was well-fitting. It was obviously custom-made, with a good cut and smooth fabric. Wen Shuang had a rough idea of ​​the price. Now he was surrounded by two or three stylists. Looking at the color of the suit, which was spotlessly white, Wen Shuang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He seemed to understand something and suddenly calmed down.

Tang Weisheng leaned against the door with his arms folded, and thought that this quail had one good thing - it was transparent.

Even though Tang Weisheng's last name was not Xuan, Xuanzhe still entrusted the task of welcoming the bride to him. It was obvious that he valued him highly. With Xuanzhe's attitude in mind, no one dared to say anything about Tang Weisheng. After all, the two brothers were exactly the same in holding grudges.

Wen Shuang had good skin and was in great condition. The makeup artist brought a bunch of tools but couldn't find any place to work on his face. He felt that too much modification would appear cumbersome, so he applied a light layer of powder to make him look more flawless, and then gave him a slightly casual and elegant hairstyle.

Wen Shuang turned to face Tang Weisheng and asked quietly, "Do you think it's okay?"

Tang Weisheng's eyes lit up, but he refused to give in: "Not bad, it's pleasing to the eye."

Wen Shuang is a real pearl. Once properly maintained, the luster it emits can make everything around it pale in comparison. Several stylists were dumbfounded. It was the first time they saw a real person who looked better than the retouched photos.

The car was driving smoothly on the road. The sky was bright and the sun had risen to the level of sight. Clouds were spreading across the sky, bright red as if it was some kind of celebration, very festive.

Wen Shuang couldn't help feeling nervous, but he didn't know what to ask Tang Weisheng. When he turned his head, he could see the red balloon tied to the rearview mirror.

Although Xuanzhe said that day that he wanted to marry him, but...but this is too fast.

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Weisheng suddenly asked.

Wen Shuang paused and answered truthfully: "I'm a little nervous."

"What are you nervous about?" Tang Weisheng thought of the marks on the young man's body when he just called Wen Shuang to get up, and couldn't help but chuckle. His brother really wanted to completely brand Wen Shuang with his own mark. "You and my brother have already made it official. We have done everything we should and shouldn't do. Only you don't have the fertility function. Otherwise, according to my brother's progress, he can have three children in two years. Besides him, will you fall in love with anyone else?"

Wen Shuang shook her head violently, of course not.

"That's it," Tang Weisheng said calmly, "When the time comes, just let nature take its course."

For some reason, Tang Weisheng's words made Wen Shuang suddenly enlightened. Yes, the time has come.

Having said that, Wen Shuang was still shocked when she arrived downstairs at the hotel. The underground garage was completely full, and there were several circles of cars parked outside. Without exception, they were all good cars, and they looked very magnificent when displayed together. The area outside the yellow line was already full of reporters, with cameras set up and flashes of light flashing continuously.

Wen Shuang lowered her head and clenched her hands.

Tang Weisheng glanced at him and said, "It's okay if you don't want to go and regret it. I'll take you back now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Shuang opened the car door.

There were a few moments when he was distracted by the flashes and clicks and lost his voice, his train of thought was disrupted. But when everything gradually calmed down, Wen Shuang stood on the steps, looking at the camera with a frank look, his brows clear and warm, as if he was very grateful for everyone's arrival.

Wen Shuang didn't know that everything captured by the reporters was being broadcast in real time, nor did she know how many people were watching in front of the screen at the moment. Xuan Zhe's love was obvious, and Wen Shuang's response was no less impressive.

The sound of shutter clicks gradually stopped and the surroundings returned to silence. Wen Shuang suddenly moved. He bowed slightly towards the camera, stayed for a few seconds, then turned around with a smile and walked upstairs.

Ahhhhh, I'm about to cry. What's going on with this feeling of being like an old mother watching my own child get married?!

[Sister upstairs, the earth has entered my eyes. ]

[I envy President Xuan so much! Shuangzai is so handsome!]

[Boss Xuan, you must not let my Frost Cub down!]

[Zhe Shuang CP has come true! Is there anything happier in life than this? Gentlemen, today I am invincible!]

Wen Shuang was stopped by Ran Yao as soon as she reached the main entrance. The woman was so beautiful today that she instantly outshined all the other actresses. Lin Nuan followed beside her in a white dress. The two of them pulled Wen Shuang from the left and right and went up to the top floor from the other side.

Compared to her own son, Ran Yao felt that Wen Shuang was the beauty that one would have to go through eighty-one difficulties to marry, so she designed a bunch of steps with everyone, anyway, she would not let Xuan Zhe get his wish easily.

"Don't be soft-hearted for a moment." Ran Yao warned: "My son is used to using the self-torture tactic on you."

Wen Shuang just smiled.

Lin Nuan's eyes and brows were full of the lively spirit of a little girl, which showed that Zhong Ming treated her very well.

"Wen Shuang, you know everything?" Lin Nuan asked.

Wen Shuang's eyes lit up, "Yeah."

Tang Weisheng took the elevator directly to the fifth floor. He had to defeat Aunt Ran with his elder brother in a while. He had almost walked over, but suddenly stopped and turned back halfway. He looked at Yu Ze who was sitting in the corner with a small air pump, stuffing flour into a deflated balloon while inflating it again.

Full of bad intentions.

Tang Weisheng frowned: "What are you doing?"

The relationship between the two of them is not as hostile as it seems. They just didn't get along at the beginning, and because of their personalities, they like to quarrel whenever they meet.

"I don't accept it." Yu Zeyan said lightly

Tang Weisheng: "Speak human language."

Yu Ze glanced at him and said leisurely, "Wen Shuang's magnetic field is really that magical. Stop deceiving yourself. It's just a coincidence."

Tang Weisheng understood a little: "Are you going to try it yourself?"

Yu Ze threw the tied balloons into the cardboard box and said with a smile, "This isn't called a test, this is called a wedding prank, it's just a custom in our hometown."

Tang Weisheng thought that we are from the same place, so how could there be such a custom? But he did not intend to stop it. There would be no problem in Xuanzhe and Wen Shuang's wedding. It would be a good thing to add some spice. In case Yu Ze succeeded... it would also help him brainwash himself so that he would not be alert when he saw Wen Shuang.

Tang Weisheng was in a good mood as he helped Yu Ze blow up a few balloons. They were filled with flour and gold powder, and they felt heavy in his hands.

Soon, Xuanzhe, pushed by his good brothers, went to the room that Ran Yao mentioned to pick up Wen Shuang.

Yu Feng saw Yu Ze holding a box full of small balloons and couldn't help but ask curiously: "How do you play this?"

"Just step on the ground and play." Yu Ze made up a story: "It's like setting off firecrackers, so festive."

Lei Wenxu thought to himself, you are kidding me, you are so mean and evil.

But Yu Feng had lived in poverty since childhood and had seen such wedding pranks before. He thought it was very down-to-earth, so he believed it without a doubt.

Yu Ze had it all thought out. When Xuanzhe had overcome all difficulties and thought everything was ready, he would immediately spread the balloon on the ground. When he stepped on it, it would be like a biochemical scene, and he would be sure that no one would be visible within three meters.

"What are you so happy about?" Tan Li hugged Tang Weisheng and asked with a smile.

Tang Weisheng leaned close to Tan Li's ear and whispered something. Tan Li immediately glanced at Yu Ze, but fearing being discovered, he quickly withdrew his gaze and whispered, "Okay, you're so stubborn." He was not afraid that Xuan Zhe and Wen Shuang would really fall into the trap today, and that President Xuan would put him in a pig cage later.

There are always people like Yu Ze, whose greatest joy is dancing on the edge of a knife.

Xuanzhe drank three bowls of liquor in one breath. He couldn't hold on for the last two bowls, so he dragged Jiang Suqing and Lei Wenxu over and asked each of them to drink a bowl. It was another riddle and poem game. Fortunately, Xuanzhe had some knowledge, and with Zhou Qing, a treasure trove of ancient books, he finally got through it without any trouble.

"Mom!" Xuanzhe knocked on the door, showing a rare sign of weakness: "Hurry up, it's time, give Wen Shuang back to me!"

Lin Nuan chuckled inside: "Boss Xuan is so coquettish!"

Ran Yao looked regretful and said, "I should have picked a lot of difficult ones. Who knew that Zhou Qing could do everything?" After saying that, she opened the door.

Yu Ze saw the opportunity, now is it!

He rushed forward, intending to spread the entire box of balloons on the ground, but his foot slipped, and it was an unnatural slip. According to his current posture, he should have lunged forward, but his whole body leaned back against gravity, and he only had time to see the small balloons fly up to the sky and then suddenly fall down.

Bang, bang, bang—

Crackling——

Just as Yu Ze expected, there was no one in sight three meters away, but...

He sat up from a white mist, his whole body was snow-white, and his original color could no longer be seen. He looked like he was made of dough. The others reacted quickly and had already dodged, so in the end, he was the only one who suffered.

The system flapped its wings in the air, "Humph! You dare to play dirty tricks?"

After a moment, Tang Weisheng burst into laughter that nearly killed him.