The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 467 Yunhua's Wedding

In the past, Yuan Song was just Yuan Song, a subordinate of her night gang, no matter how high his position was, it was not too much for Song Ye to call him by his name.

But now she has changed her words, acknowledging his identity as brother-in-law.

"Well, don't worry, I'll pick her up right now." Yuan Song smiled, but nodded in agreement but sincerely.

"Haha, let's go, let's go pick up the bride." A group of middle-aged and young teenagers all booed and followed, and even Zhao Chongbin and Fang Jian were in the wedding guards, mighty and mighty, the most luxurious best man group in history.

Song Ye followed them downstairs and watched a dozen luxury wedding cars drive out slowly, then looked away, and when Kankan was about to turn around to go back, he saw a black jeep slowly driving over.

Song Ye's slightly pale eyebrows and eyes suddenly became a little sharp in the cold wind, and his body stiffened uncontrollably at that moment.

The car stopped not far away, and the tall and stalwart man calmly got out of the car. Dark blue cuffs were specially pinned on the black suit that had not changed for many years, which made the coldness of the whole person fade a bit.

Thick black eyebrows, high nose, deep eyes, cool lips, the man's handsome face is approaching from a distance, expanding in Song Ye's retina. For a moment, she really wanted to escape. , unwilling to face it, but his footsteps were nailed in place, unable to move an inch.

Even if her identity was exposed, she, Song Ye, would still not choose to be a deserter.

"What are you doing standing there in such cold weather?" Qin Zhan strode over, the warm breath around his body tightly enveloped the young man in front of him, and very naturally, he retracted his palm and pulled the young man's body She shook hands, felt the coldness of that small hand, raised her eyebrows a little dissatisfied, pulled that hand to her mouth without thinking, and let out steam to warm her hand.

The man is very tall. In order to match the boy's height, he bent his body slightly, and when he lowered his head to do this, the hot air from his mouth rolled up a faint mist, covering that cold and hard face, making him look extraordinarily gentle .

That kind of gentleness seems to seep into the blood little by little with the warmth of the palm, densely crawling along the pulse to the heart.

Song Ye lowered his eyes, listening to his uncontrollable heartbeat, the corners of his mouth raised slightly uncontrollably.

Even if they will turn into enemies in the next second, Song Ye can't refuse the tenderness given by this man.

"Not cold." Song Ye shook his head, knowing enough was enough to withdraw his hand.

Qin Zhan didn't seem to notice, wrapped her hands in a natural look, and led her in, "Let's go."

After finally finding a reason to hold hands, the black-bellied elder brother will naturally not be willing to let go obediently.

Well, although my younger brother's hands are a little thinner, they are soft, soft and comfortable.

All the way to the banquet hall on the fourth floor, when Wang Qianqian, Zhao Zhen and others saw their hands holding each other, they were all shocked.

Even Xu Fangsheng, who wanted to come over to say hello, didn't approach them knowingly. Thinking of the identities of these two people, he frowned slightly, turned his head and asked Xu Zihang beside him in a low voice, "Song Ye is dating Qin Zhan?"

He knew what his son was thinking, and he also knew that he was very concerned about Song Ye's activities.

But this time, even Xu Zihang was a little dazed looking at it, his gaze fell on the pair of clasped hands, after a long time, he retracted his gaze to cover up the disappointment in his eyes, "I don't know."

As for the relationship between Song Ye and Qin Zhan, I think no one can make it clear except for themselves.

In the eyes of outsiders who don't know the inside story, this black and white, the two who walked in, one big and one small, are brothers and envy others.

As he was walking, Qin Zhan stopped suddenly, turned around and asked suspiciously, "Did you use perfume?" And it was still very strong. Qin Zhan's nose is very sensitive, and he could smell it as soon as he smelled it.

"Well, Sister Yun gave it to me. She said that the wedding should be solemn, do you want it?" Song Ye replied calmly, her fingertips resting on the seam of her trousers were a little stiff.

Hearing this, Qin Zhan shook his head and said to him in a low voice: "This kind of strong perfume is not suitable for you, next time I will buy it for you."

This kind of smell is only used by women with heavy makeup.

Qin Zhan was dissatisfied with Yunhua's carelessness, but he didn't know that Song Ye specially used strong perfume to cover up the bloody smell of the wound.

At twelve noon, the bride was welcomed into the gate, Song Ye opened the car door, and stepped onto the red carpet with Sister Yun on her arm.

"Xiaoye, have I gained weight?" Yunhua put his hand in Song Ye's arms, his face was so nervous that the smile was trembling.

Song Ye patted her hand lightly, his cold eyes were stained with a gentle smile, "No, today you are beautiful, more beautiful than ever."

Yunhua's figure was still a little thin, and her stomach was not yet showing. She was wearing a white tube top wedding dress with exquisite curves. The long tailed gauze skirt opened behind her like a huge lily.

Wedding is the most beautiful time in every woman's life, and Yunhua at this moment is the most beautiful time.

"Really? Hehe, I'm actually nervous. Fortunately, you are here, Xiaoye." Yunhua breathed a sigh of relief, stuck out his tongue mischievously, like a child, with a sweet smile on his face, "Xiaoye, so It's great, when I was in the mountains, I never dared to imagine that I could meet you, be held by you like this, and walk into a marriage."

"Xiaoye, thank you, thank you for saving me and giving me a second life." Walking into the banquet hall, stepping up to the high platform, passing through the flower door decorated with pink roses, when he was about to pass his hand to Yuan Song , Yunhua turned his head to the side, still couldn't help crying.

Along the way, everything she got was given by the young man in front of her. She will never forget the moment when the cellar door opened and Song Ye walked towards her.

"Sister Yun, Brother Yuan should wipe away your tears from now on." Song Ye lifted the corner of her mouth and solemnly entrusted her hand to Yuan Song's. Those cold eyes were full of relief.

She has experienced two lives, and even witnessed Yunhua's tragic death, so at this moment, she feels as much in her heart as anyone else.

Seeing Yunhua happy was fulfilling her greatest wish.

"Xiaoye, don't worry, I will make Yunhua happy." Yuan Song also made a very solemn promise.

He respects Song Ye, whether it is as the leader of the night gang or Yunhua's younger sister.

Song Ye smiled and stepped back, leaving the stage for a couple of newcomers.

"Do you like this kind of wedding?" At some point, Qin Zhan came to her side, watched Song Ye staring at the stage for a moment, and asked casually.

Song Ye was stunned, his heart moved, a pair of eyes that were no longer cold fell on the face of the man beside him, and he said seriously: "I don't need a wedding, as long as there is such a person, I can treat you with sincerity. Whenever you stand by my side, that's enough."

(End of this chapter)