When these words reached the groom's ears, Yan Zheng and Zhan Hanjue were sitting in the dressing room, looking at each other.

Yan Zheng said sourly: "Although those two women are beautiful, they are not so beautiful. It makes us look like toads eating swan meat."

Zhan Hanjue said calmly, "You don't have to be jealous, because the person they praise must be my Zheng Ling."

Yan Zheng was dumbfounded.

Looking at Zhan Hanjue's arrogant expression, Yan Zheng felt that his performance just now was too chicken-like compared to him.

In order to retaliate against Zhan Hanjue for giving him the feeling of superiority, Yan Zheng began to criticize Zhan Hanjue without any bottom: "Yes, my sister gave birth to children early, and now many unmarried girls are older than her. She is as beautiful as a flower.

Age. You are already a lot older, so being able to marry my sister is definitely a great blessing for you."

The makeup artist said honestly: "President, your skin has been detected to be very young, so there is no need to pretend to be young. On the other hand, he has many skin problems, including pigmentation, exposed crow's feet, and enlarged pores. He can look younger."

The corners of Zhan Hanjue's lips raised slightly.

Yan Zheng was slapped in the face and the pain was burning.

Zhan Hanjue disliked people saying that he and Zheng Ling were not compatible. He immediately pulled a long face and said, "Am I very old?"

Yan Zheng said: "You and my sister used to be together, and you were a good match between a talented man and a beautiful woman. But now, you have become more and more vicissitudes of life, but my sister takes care of herself like a young girl. When you go out, others will think that you look like

They are father and daughter. If you wait a few years, maybe it will be the vision of grandfather and grandson Lian."

Zhan Hanjue said to the makeup artist with a sullen face: "Try to make me look younger."

At this time, perhaps because the eyes could not see, the sounds in the ears became particularly clear.

Someone was shouting, "This grand wedding will be broadcast live around the world. Don't make any mistakes."

"Master Zhan has confessed that everyone on earth should know that Yan Zhengling is his wife who is married to a matchmaker."

"What a vision!"

After Zhan Hanjue put on his makeup and put on a high-end customized suit, he couldn't wait to go to the other side to look for Zheng Ling.

After Zheng Ling put on her makeup, she sat aside obediently.

Broadcasting the happy reunion life of their family of four live globally?

Then...will her Hanbao see it?

If Hanbao saw his parents, brothers and sisters living such a happy life, but forgotten him in a corner, would he be sad?

"When Mr. Zhan and his wife walk on the red carpet, be sure to remember to take pictures of the little flower girl in the back. They are a family, and they need to capture the feeling of a happy reunion..."

reunion?

Yan Zhengling suddenly felt as if someone had dug a hole in his heart.

When Zhan Hanjue came to greet his bride, the eldest sister sadly told him, "Zheng Ling is hiding in the bathroom and doesn't want to come out."

"What happened?" Zhan Hanjue asked uneasily.

The eldest sister said: "Probably, I was stimulated by the word reunion."

Yan Zhengling stood up with complicated emotions and suddenly walked outside like a headless fly.

"Sister Zheng Ling." The eldest sister quickly followed.

Zheng Ling staggered and said with a desolate expression: "Sister, I'm going to the bathroom. You don't have to follow me."

Zhan Hanjue strode into the women's restroom and saw Zheng Ling squatting in the corner, covering her face with her hands, tears streaming from her fingers, and she was so sad that her whole body was shaking.

Lord Zhan Han stepped forward and pulled her tightly into his arms.

The eldest sister nodded, and after clearing the place neatly, she stood guard at the door and said, "Go in."

Zhan Hanjue's straight body trembled slightly, and his handsome face seemed to be frozen, gradually losing its vitality.

Dejected, she walked to the door of the women's toilet and said to the eldest sister: "Sister, help me clear the place."

"Zheng Ling!"

"Brother Jue, I'm sorry, I really can't do it. I can pretend that I am happy when Han Bao is missing."


Chapter completed!