Chapter 213 Murals
Old Mrs. Feng and others also felt it made sense and looked at Lin Yang with confusion. They saw that the other party was not at all panic. They smiled and said, "It's not true, it's not true. My relatives, it's better to come in and visit it first, and you'll have a conclusion."
Everyone couldn't wait to enter the interior of the palace and see how luxurious it was. Old Mrs. Feng nodded, "No, everyone, let's go in."
The palace gate was open, and more than thirty people entered it. Although they were mentally prepared, they were still shocked.
I saw that the hall was extremely spacious, the ground was as bright as a mirror, and the giant crystal chandeliers hung in the air, emitting a soft light, reflecting on various high-end imported furniture, like a dream.
And in the most conspicuous position, there are mural-like wedding photos hanging, which are even bigger than real people, attracting everyone's attention.
Looking closely, the groom is tall and wearing a famous brand suit and looks handsome. Isn’t it Lin Yang?
The bride wore a silver crown on her head and a graceful body covered with rhinestones. Her beautiful face was unattainable, and her noble temperament was like the queen, which was Jiang Wanling!
Everyone was shocked again. Even Jiang Haohan and Feng Lan saw this wedding photo for the first time, and they felt it was perfect!
Feng Lan secretly praised in her heart, this kid was too thoughtful and her wedding photos were posted in the villa. Do you still dare to doubt the elder sister?
Jiang Wanling was also surprised. Unexpectedly, Lin Yang made a giant wedding photo like a mural and posted it on the palace walls, making it seem like their home. The other party is really meticulous. If it is used on the right path, it should have developed.
Feng Lan became confident again and hummed: "Did you see it? Who dares to say that the villa is not my son-in-law and daughter? The wedding photos are hanging there."
As a jewelry appraiser, Feng Qiao had a great taste and stared at the wedding photos, praising: "This wedding dress is really good, it's better than the one Yufang wore on the day of her wedding."
Lin Yang smiled and said, "My uncle has a great vision. This Dior wedding dress is priced at 860,000 yuan. As an annual limited edition model, this one is unique."
Wu Yufang said with a dark face: "So what? You haven't rented it yet. My wedding dress is 150,000 yuan, and it is also a famous brand. It was bought by my husband. Can you compare it?"
Feng Man quickly assisted his daughter and echoed: "That's right, can the rented ones be the same as those who buy ones? It's far from it!"
Lin Yang raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Who said that the rented wedding dress is just a wedding dress worth more than 800,000 yuan? I can't afford it. Wanling, please change it quickly and let some people see it."
Jiang Wanling's face showed a look of shock, and she was secretly anxious, and kept winking at Lin Yang. Are you confused? After taking wedding photos that day, I asked you to take off your wedding dress. Where can I find it now?
When Feng Man sneered when he realized that Wan Ling looked wrong, he said, "Why don't you go? I'm afraid there isn't it at all?"
"What's the hurry? I'll make you eye-opener." Lin Yang came to Wanling, took his lover's hand and walked towards the stairs, and climbed up the stairs.
Jiang Wanling almost stomped her feet in a hurry, leaned over with her red lips, and whispered in Lin Yang's ear: "Didn't the wedding dress be retired?"
Lin Yang smiled mysteriously and came upstairs before responding, "No, I have bought it."
"ah……"
Everyone was waiting downstairs, looking around curiously, it was amazing. No piece of furniture was not high-end, and no utensil was not expensive.
Not long after, a pair of figures flashed across the stairs. Jiang Wan was wearing a crown on her head and the King of Dior wedding dress. The many rhinestones inlaid in the air are shining with shimmering, which is no different from the wedding photos.
Her red lips opened lightly, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face, as if she was the most beautiful bride, extremely charming!
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked!
The young women in the Feng family were all ashamed of themselves, and felt envious and jealous, thinking that they were called life, and they could only be considered alive.
Especially Liang Hui, who had just finished his honeymoon, his eyes were about to pop out. Looking at the bride, it was so salivating. Looking at Wu Yufang, who had messy hair and obviously bulky figure, was not worthy of carrying shoes for Jiang Wanling!
Other people’s bride is Xiantao, but his bride is Rotten Apricot!
Jiang Wanling walked down with Lin Yang's arm in her arms and appeared in front of everyone. She also felt very beautiful, like a fairy.
Lin Yang looked at Feng Man with a playful look, maintaining the demeanor he should have, and said with a smile: "Wanling is wearing the King of Dior's wedding dress, worth 860,000 yuan. Aunt can see if it's worth it."
"It's worth a lot..." Feng Man was so angry that he cursed in anger: "What a broken thing, I think it's worth about 86 yuan."
In an instant, Jiang Wanling's face was covered with a layer of frost. She finally understood what kind of person her aunt was. Lin Yang was right. No matter what, as my aunt, you actually slandered him like this. Who is it!
But the other party was an elder after all, so she could not refute it, so she could only swallow her anger.
However, Lin Yang couldn't bear it. The fierce light in his eyes looked at Feng Man and said gloomyly: "Do you know how to talk? If you can't speak, just close your mouth, or get out."
Feng Man was even more furious, "Little bastard, who are you talking about?"
How could Lin Yang spoil her and respond without showing any weakness, "What about you? This is my family. If you dare to talk nonsense, get out of here."
Seeing this, Old Mrs. Feng said angrily: "It's enough, don't make a noise, it's over."
Feng Man gave up, but he was so angry that he looked like a cow baby.
Seeing that the eldest daughter was angry, Old Mrs. Feng couldn't help feeling distressed and began to teach her a lesson: "Lin Yang, it's not that I'm talking about you. No matter what, my aunt is always your elder. What's the big deal to say to you?"
I am immortal and dare to rely on my seniority. What is you a master? Lin Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense and said coldly: "No need to say anything, in order to welcome everyone's arrival, I have prepared a banquet at the Haitian Hotel. You all go over and have a meal, and you won't give it to me."
Old Mrs. Feng's face turned pale, and the crutch hit the ground hard, and said sternly: "What do you mean, do you want to drive us away?"
Lin Yang snorted coldly, "It's not interesting. I'm tired and I'm going to go up and rest." He held Wanling's hand and turned around and walked upstairs along the steps.
Although Jiang Wanling felt it was inappropriate, she thought of her aunt's face and Lin Yang's unquestionable, so she had to follow her upstairs.
Old Mrs. Feng was furious and cursed: "A bastard, you are against you. Get out of here quickly, otherwise I will let Wanling divorce you."
However, the couple left without looking back. At this time, the old housekeeper led more than a dozen black-clad security guards into the hall.
The old man was wearing a tuxedo, like a gentleman, but he no longer had the good looks he had before. These damn guys dared to insult the eldest master, so he was impatient to live.
The old butler said with a dark face: "Please please, leave here quickly."
Seeing a group of men in black eyeing each other, the Feng family were all confused and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Feng Lan knew that Lin Yang was sometimes very stubborn, such as fighting against Mr. Jiang, she was lawless. She said helplessly: "Then let's go and go to the hotel to have a meal. I guess everyone is hungry."
Chapter completed!