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Fengxiang Hou Zhang Long suddenly left.

There was still a smile on his face, wearing the groom's clothes, holding a wine glass.

Before leaving, he still held the new lady's hand in his other hand.

All of this has no signs, but it shows signs everywhere.

"There are no fucking one!" Guo Ying sighed.

"Brother Seven!" Cao Zhenhu's eyes were filled with tears, "You are going to enjoy your happiness!"

Zhu Yunxiu looked at the old man's face. The latter tried his best to control it, but the muscles on his face were still trembling.

"Grandpa Emperor, have you seen it?" Zhu Yunxi asked in a low voice.

"I didn't expect it to be so fast! We thought we could slow down for a few days. We rushed over, but we didn't rush over!" The old man sighed.

Zhu Yunxiu listened to the crying, looked at the busy Zhang family, and then said to Guo Ying and Cao Zhen, "You two go and show your identities to the Zhang family and put the scene down!"

The old man left the family just after he told him to split up and left his new wife. Maybe someone would start a fuss soon after he urged him.

"Yes!" the two of them said, walked among the descendants of the Zhang family and began to handle it.

The happy event of Fengxiang Hou instantly turned into a funeral.

The red silk was removed and replaced with white cloth, and the musicians turned to sorrow and joy.

Laughing turns into crying, and also into tears.

What remains unchanged is the flowing mat outside the door.

The diners were still smiling and happy.
Chapter completed!