Yan Jiang clinked glasses with Song Ci and said, "Here's to the expectations that only you and I understood during those years." Only he and Song Ci were looking forward to Song Fei waking up day by day.
Song Ci thought of the scene in her previous life when Yan Jiang got her drunk and then sat on the ground in a rude manner, playing with the pendant photo and crying as he told her that he would never be able to marry the person he wanted to marry in this life.
Today, Yan Jiang looks handsome in a black suit, and the groom's firework on his chest is bright red and festive.
Song Ci's eyes gradually turned red. She raised her glass and sincerely wished Song Fei and Yan Jiang: "Life is long. May you walk slowly and have more laughter. I wish you happiness."
Song Ci finished the glass of red wine.
"Thanks."
Yan Jiang and Song Fei went to the table where Yan Rufeng and the others were.
After Song Ci sat down, tears finally fell.
Han Zhan silently handed over a handkerchief. Song Ci pinched the handkerchief and lowered her head to wipe away her tears. Han Zhan said in a mellow and pleasant voice: "It's a happy day, why are you crying?"
"I'm just so happy."
Song Ci hasn't been so happy in a long time.
Han Zhan could understand Song Ci's feelings, especially after learning about Song Ci's past life. Holding Song Ci's hand, he placed it on his thigh and hammered it twice. Han Zhan said, "Cibao, this life is earned. You must live happily every day."
"Um."
Cecilio stared at the sticky Song Ci and Han Zhan, curled his lips in disdain, and thought to himself: How disgusting! They have to hold hands to eat a meal.
My eyes are about to be blinded.
Cecilio turned his head casually and saw Cheng Yanmo.
Um?
When did he come?
Cheng Yanmo will come to attend Song Fei's wedding, and Huanyan... Just as he was thinking of Huanyan, Cecilio saw Su Huanyan.
Su Huanyan wore a champagne-colored cheongsam with small cap sleeves. The hand-pushed embroidery and gold embroidery on the silk cheongsam created a picture of flourishing flowers and a prosperous style.
With her long hair tied up and a pair of light pink jade earrings on, she looked gentle and elegant, just like the small stream flowing through a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, with an indissoluble mist rising in the clear sky after the rain.
When Cecilio met Su Huanyan, she was a freshman in Rome, fresh and young like a blade of grass. Back then, she was in her rebellious grade, wearing jeans and cropped shirts that showed off her waist, constantly exuding her youthful energy.
Cecilio was drawn to her boundless vitality. In just a few years, the once wild little rose had become more reserved and reserved, transforming herself into a lily in the deep valleys of the mountains.
Cecilio missed the narrow and soft waist under Su Huanyan's cheongsam.
One of his big palms could cover that waist.
He remembered how Su Huanyan trembled all over when his lips brushed across that skin.
He still clearly remembered every little detail of their time together, but she laughed so hard that she fell on the shoulder of the person next to her. Su Huanyan didn't know what joke she heard, but she fell on Cheng Yanmo's shoulder with joy.
As for Cheng Yanmo, he considerately supported Su Huanyan's upper body and put his arm around her.
Noticing Cecilio's gaze, Zhong Buhui, who was sitting next to him and didn't know the whole story, said, "Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng seem to be very affectionate."
Zhong Buhui and his son Zhong Yi rushed back to Wangdong City to attend Song Fei's wedding. He was not aware of the marriage between Cecilio and Su Huanyan.
What Zhong Buhui saw as just a compliment was actually a dagger stabbing into Cecilio's heart.
Cecilio glanced at Zhong Buhui indifferently and wanted to say: If you have poor eyesight, you don’t need eyes.
But considering that Zhong Buhui was a relative of Song Ci and the others, he forced himself to hold back.
And another one who likes to watch the fun, Ajan, looked at me, Cecilio, with a particularly playful look after hearing Zhong Buhui's words of praise.
Seeing Cecilio's anguished expression, Valanche peeled a chicken foot and popped it into his mouth. He ate a few bites of the chicken foot before removing his disposable gloves and saying to Zhong Buhui, "Uncle, you can't say that."
Zhong Buhui looked at Arjan and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
Arang glanced at Cheng Yanmo and his wife and said in a blunt voice, "That Madam Han was my eldest brother's first love."
Cecilio gave Valjean a cold look and said, "If you don't know how to speak, shut up!" Cecilio grabbed a chicken foot from his bowl and threw it at Valjean.
Valjean opened his mouth and caught the chicken claw with his teeth. After successfully throwing a depth charge, he put on his gloves and continued eating the chicken claw.
Han Zhan and Arjan were sitting next to each other. He noticed that everyone at the table had a subtle expression, so he kicked Arjan and said, "Speak less."
Valan turned around and accused him: "You kicked my lame leg!"
Han Zhan: "..."
"You've been lame for over 20 years, and it still hurts?"
Arang kicked Han Zhan's leg with his lame leg. Seeing Han Zhan frown, Arang mocked him, "Look, you feel pain even though your leg is not lame yet."
Hearing the two brothers' argument, Song Ci was afraid that they would quarrel on the spot, so she hurriedly said, "Can you please stop quarreling? Today is Song Fei's wedding, don't mess it up."
Arjan rolled his eyes at Song Ci, "You're the only one who understands."
Song Dynasty Porcelain: "..."
"Be polite to your sister-in-law." Han Zhan warned Arang again.
Arjan wanted to provoke them with a few more words, but when he looked up and saw Song Ci's aggrieved look, he became speechless like a dumb person who had eaten bitter herbs.
"Okay, okay, I'll eat chicken feet."
Only then did Valang calm down.
After Zhong Buhui learned about the true relationship between Cecilio and Su Huanyan, she felt extremely embarrassed and could not sit still.
Zhong Buhui wanted to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, but saw Cecilio suddenly stand up.
He is tall and strong, and each of his steps is very long.
It looked like he was going to beat someone up.
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