After Chen Xier's commotion, Song Yiyi calmed down a lot.
She couldn't chase after him now.
With so many eyes watching, even if it's just a show, we have to do it well.
Besides, she wouldn't be able to change anything if she went.
What Gu Cheng needs is time.
A time to think clearly, let go and move forward.
Song Yiyi pulled Cen Yue's hand and placed it behind her waist. As the music rhythmed, the hem of her red skirt drew a beautiful arc in the air.
"What a nice view!"
Someone shouted.
"Comrade Song can dance!"
"It seems I'm just being modest, unlike some people..."
"Of course not. Comrade Song's spirit is worth learning from."
Chen Xier was slapped in the face again.
Unexpectedly, Song Yiyi not only can dance, but with her beauty and red dress, Song Yiyi becomes the most eye-catching presence in the center of the dance floor.
The red skirt complements the green military uniform.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman.
It is undoubtedly an ultimate visual feast.
It was at this moment that everyone truly connected the two people.
Everyone was shocked.
It turns out that Political Commissar Cen didn't bring Song Yiyi to the social gathering to choose a good husband, he came to show off.
To show off that he has a wife.
And he married such a beautiful wife!
Surprisingly multi-talented!
He himself is the good son-in-law.
Political Commissar Cen's eyes were clearly filled with pride!
Cen Yue hadn't expected Song Yiyi to be able to dance. He raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice, asking in her ear, "Can you dance?"
The large hand lightly resting on her waist was very noticeable.
The warm breath clung to the back of my ears and twisted into threads.
Song Yiyi frowned slightly, and under Cen Yue's guidance, she completed a circle and was brought back steadily by him.
"My parents dance all the time at home."
Song Minghui appears serious and old-fashioned, but he always obeys Cai Mengjun's orders.
Cai Mengjun likes to grow flowers.
Song Minghui tried every possible way to find various flower seedlings for her and carefully watered them with her.
Cai Mengjun doesn't like crowds.
Song Minghui had the opportunity to be promoted to a big city, but he would give priority to her feelings and finally choose to stay in the countryside with her.
Cai Mengjun is obsessed with ballroom dancing.
Song Minghui would blush until his old face turned red as he accompanied her to practice in the yard over and over again.
It's not really a lie.
The original owner would often watch the two of them dance from the side.
As for her, it would be no problem for her to just hang out on the dance floor for a few days and do a few simple dance moves.
Cen Yue took in her expression.
"Don't worry, your brother has Uncle Gu with him."
Song Yiyi's occasional frowns reflected Cen Yue's worry about Gu Chengze.
In reality, she was just not used to being so close to a man.
In addition, the witness was Gu Heng on the spot, so Cen Yue did something a bit unkind.
Even though she knew they had their considerations, Song Yiyi still felt uncomfortable.
Gu Heng was the witness at the wedding, which was a big blow to Cen Anguo.
His previous remarks about being "partial" now seem particularly ridiculous.
What he did also became meaningful.
In this round, the camp led by Gu Heng won completely.
But the harm to Gu Chengze is also real.
Even in the name of doing it for his own good.
But no one considered it from his perspective or asked him whether he was willing.
Gu Chengze could only accept it passively and had no choice from beginning to end.
The dance is over.
Song Yiyi grabbed Cen Yue's collar, stepped on tiptoe with her high heels and pressed her red lips against his.
Lipstick prints on the collar of the military uniform.
Excessively outrageous behavior.
There was a sudden burst of booing in the auditorium.
Mixed with applause from those who just wanted to watch the fun.
Song Yiyi raised her black eyes, which were as sharp as rippling water, and looked at Cen Yue with a look full of provocation.
The other side.
When Gu Heng found Gu Chengze, he was sitting by an empty flower bed with a flash of scarlet in his hand.
He doesn't really smoke.
I would cough from time to time.
Gu Heng approached and spoke after a long while: "Cheng'er, if Dad said that I didn't know you had such thoughts, would you believe it?"
After all, he is my biological son.
Seeing Gu Chengze like this, Gu Heng felt uncomfortable.
But he just found out that his son had such feelings for Song Yiyi.
At that time, Gu Heng glanced around and saw Gu Chengze looking distraught.
Maybe it’s the relationship between father and son.
He suddenly understood.
"Oh."
Gu Cheng chuckled, his voice slightly hoarse: "Did you sign and approve the marriage report?"
He sat here thinking for a long time.
The timeline starts from the day Cen Yue went out, and then comes back from the banquet to take Yi Yi away.
So they went to get their marriage certificate that afternoon.
But judging from Yiyi's condition, it shouldn't be Cen Yue and Gu Heng who forced her.
This was the only thing that Gu Chengze felt fortunate about.
Gu Heng sighed, "Yes."
Cen Yue suddenly came to him and said that he was going to get married. Gu Heng was also surprised at the time.
Wait until he finds out that his marriage partner is Song Yiyi.
The first thing he asked was, "For Cheng Ze? No, the price is too high, it's not necessary."
Cen Yue’s response at the time was: “We volunteer.”
At that time, he thought Gu Chengze knew.
"Cheng'er." Gu Heng's mood was indescribably complicated. "Why didn't you come to see Dad? If Dad had known earlier that you..."
Gu Heng always believed that the rumors about Song Yiyi and Gu Chengze were entirely Cen Anguo's scheme.
In the only few times they met, Gu Cheng treated Song Yiyi like a younger sister.
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