Transmigrated as a Vicious Cannon Fodder in the 60s, I Will Never Wash White

(How to prevent troublesome relatives? Of course, by becoming the biggest troublemaker yourself!)

Transmigrating into a book isn't scary; what's scary is transmigrating into a vicious...

Chapter 269 Wedding

Most of the people sitting at this table were He Ruixue's classmates. Ren Chengmian happened to be home visiting relatives for the New Year and was also invited to attend the wedding banquet.

He had had a good impression of He Ruixue before, but in their subsequent correspondence, he realized that she was only suitable to be a friend.

He likes gentle and sensible women, but He Ruixue is not at all like that. However, the two of them can still chat with each other.

Ren Chengmian was sitting on the other side of Jiang Mengheng. He noticed the gazes from all around him, and even his face felt hot.

"Hengzi, it's not a big deal. If you make such a scene at someone else's wedding, won't that make people look down on you?"

"It's already this late, why should I care what others think? Woohoo, there's no hope for my life anymore, I might as well become a monk!"

Good guy, then your father will beat you to death first.

"If you really like her that much, then go and get her back. I'll give you my support. Don't cry like a coward here. I look down on you."

"I can't get him back. She doesn't like me. Tell me why she doesn't like me... What's so good about that man? He's just a little bit prettier than me."

At this time, Jiang Yanxu came out to greet the guests.

Wearing a half-length gown, with a jade-like figure and outstanding talent, she is no different from the fairy in the painting.

The courtyard was as if a spoonful of cold water was poured into boiling water, and it instantly became stagnant.

After that, the atmosphere became lively again, with everyone discussing the groom's appearance and character.

Putting aside other things, as long as this face is there, job and family situation are not important.

Lian Ren Chengmian opened his mouth slightly. Even though he preferred the appearance of a tough and masculine man, he questioned what Jiang Mengheng had just said.

"You call that a little bit? Just kidding yourself, bro."

"Get lost, I'm already like this, do you still have a conscience?"

Jiang Mengheng waved his hand away, "Keep pouring wine. It's okay if you get drunk. As long as I'm asleep and can't see, as far as I'm concerned, they're not married."