This was the first time He Changzheng saw Song Yun wearing this style of skirt, which fully showed her feminine and soft side. Compared with her in military uniform, this was another kind of extreme beauty.
He Changzheng didn't dare to look at it any longer and quickly looked away. His heart was pounding wildly, but his face was normal, except for the tips of his ears which were slightly red. Fortunately, the focus was on his husband and wife at this moment, and no one noticed his slight abnormality.
He Changjiang carried his wife out, put her on the back seat of the jeep, and sat on it himself.
He Changzheng was driving. He was about to ask Song Yun to sit in the passenger seat, but before he could open his mouth, Qi Monan, dressed in a brand new military uniform, came over, took Song Yun's hand and led her into his jeep.
Looking at the two of them holding hands, he smiled bitterly, then shook his head, secretly cursing himself for being stupid.
A jeep with a big red wedding character on it drove back to the compound. He Changjiang first carried his wife back to the decorated bridal chamber. The rest of the guests had a good time in the yard and then moved to the cafeteria.
At the wedding banquet in the compound, except for a few relatives of the bride who came to send off the bride, the rest were the groom's relatives. The bride's side held a separate banquet specifically to entertain the bride's relatives. After all, the compound is a special place, and it is not convenient to invite those half-acquaintances.
The relatives and friends invited by the man were also screened. It can be said that those who can enter the compound to attend the wedding banquet are all well-known families with a certain status in Beijing. At least they can have a say with the He family.
In the crowd, a gray-haired old man leaning on a cane but looking in good spirits said to the young girl next to him, "Xiaoyin, that's He Changzheng."
Qiu Yin's face was full of impatience. She was disgusted with the blind dates arranged by her grandfather. She had met several people, but they were all ugly. Apart from their good family background, they had nothing else to offer. She didn't want to even look at the first one.
Today was the same. She had already said she didn't want to come, but he insisted on asking her to come, and in such a place. He asked her to meet a man in such a place. I really don't know what Grandpa was thinking.
Seeing that his granddaughter didn't move, Mr. Qiu thought she didn't hear him, so he moved closer and said, "Xiaoyin, look over there, that's He Changzheng. He's really handsome, you'll definitely like him."
Qiu Yin had no choice but to look in the direction of her grandfather's finger, and saw a man in military uniform. He only had a side profile, but it was still stunning enough.
He was tall, with an upright posture, a crew cut, and wheat-colored skin. He was full of masculinity and had outstanding features, especially his eyes and nose, which made her dazed for a moment.
"How is it? Grandpa didn't lie to you, did he? This kid from the He family is amazing. He's already the head of a group at such a young age. His future is limitless." Grandpa Qiu whispered in his granddaughter's ear.
At this moment, He Changzheng turned his head and looked in her direction. Qiu Yin's heartbeat immediately accelerated. Fortunately, the man only glanced at her and then looked away.
His profile was already good-looking, but unexpectedly, his front profile was even better-looking. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen since she was eleven years old.
What's his name? Qiu Yin was about to ask her grandfather when she saw the man looking towards her, only to glance and then look away.
Her heart was pounding, and she wondered if he was also secretly observing her, after all, they had met today.
In order to verify what she was thinking, she did not look away and kept staring at the man.
Suddenly, a moment later, the man glanced in her direction again. Just like the previous two times, he glanced and then quickly averted his gaze, as if he had casually passed by her. But she kept staring at him, and she could tell that he wasn't just passing by. He was definitely looking in her direction on purpose. Once or twice might be coincidence, but what about three or four times? In just a dozen minutes, he had glanced at her seven or eight times, and each time, he looked at her with unwavering purpose.
But later, she discovered the problem.
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