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    Mark Tingchen looked at her with great interest: "What do you mean by that? You go on, what assumptions do you have?"

    She was seen by him with no idea: "I'm not as smart as you. If you think about it yourself, I won't say anything."

    He got up and walked to her, took Xiaotuanzi and rubbed it against her: "I know what you want to say, you doubt that Ye Junjue is not the real Ye Junjue, and you also suspect Zhanchi has something to do with him, right? I doubt it too,  But what about the evidence? Without evidence, no one can be sure until the evidence comes out."

    Wen Yan knew that he was thinking of the same place with him: "I didn't tell Yaoyao about this, after all, I was only suspicious. I met Ye Junjue, and he gave me a strange feeling, as if he was familiar and strange. He always  He came to the imperial capital to target you. Although it is not particularly bad, it is very strange that he deliberately approached Yaoyao. Also, I remember the last time I went to see him, he told me that when Xiaotuanzi could speak,  Let me remember to teach Xiaotuanzi to call him uncle."

    Mo Tingchen seemed to not want to continue this topic: "Okay, it's useless to say anything without evidence. I'll take Xiaotuanzi to the yard for a walk."

    Arriving in the courtyard, Mo Tingchen asked Lin Butler to report the information about Ye Junjue that he had found.  The location in South Africa is too coincidental. Zhanchi also disappeared in South Africa. There is no one alive or dead.  Since he didn't see the body, it means he might still be alive, right?

    The original Ye Junjue was disabled, but the current Ye Junjue is not.  Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the original Ye Junjue was a normal person, deliberately pretending to be disabled.

    All in all, it remains to be verified whether Ye Junjue is the Zhanchi.  It's better not, because Ye Junjue is too clear about Chen Mengyao's purpose, if Ye Junjue is really Zhanchi, then Chen Mengyao and Jing Shaoqing will be in danger.

    The next day, Wen Yan went out before Xiaotuanzi woke up. It was too early and the sky had not yet officially dawned. Butler Lin drove her off.  She had already told Mark Tingchen to take Mama Liu and Xiaotuanzi with her when she went out, and asked Mama Liu to take care of Xiaotuanzi together.

    Arriving at Chen Mengyao's house, Jiang Ling and Chen Mengyao had already woken up, busy changing their wedding dress, combing their hair, and putting on makeup.

    Chen Mengyao did not feel sleepy, but was full of energy, and kept chatting with Jiang Ling who was beside him.  Wen Yan acted as a makeup artist, helping Chen Mengyao to dress up.

    The mother and daughter live in a three-bedroom apartment of more than 100 square meters, which looks a bit empty. Even with the red happy words and balloons hanging, it still looks a bit shabby.  When Wen Yan helped Chen Mengyao clean up, Jiang Ling suddenly burst into tears: "Yaoyao, when you come to Jing's house, you must treat your parents-in-law well. They are all good people, and Shaoqing treats you well. Your mother is the blessing of my life  The rewards are all on you, and this is also your luck."

    Chen Mengyao pulled a tissue and handed it over: "Mom, don't talk about this on the big day. If you talk about it, I'm going to cry too. I have to touch up my makeup later."

    Jiang Ling hurriedly wiped away her tears: "Okay, okay, just don't say anything, I am a lonely old man, and I will often go to the door in the future, so don't despise me."

    Chen Mengyao stood up and hugged Jiang Ling: "No, I won't let you be alone. You have such a good relationship with Shaoqing's mother, so you are not alone, are you? You are marrying your daughter, not seeing her.  No more, don't cry."

    Seeing this scene, Wen Yan turned her back. She was the one who felt the most sad. When she married Mark Tingchen, not only did she not have such ostentation, she was also very sad, even forced.  There are no relatives who can say goodbye, no one misses her, and shed tears for her.  At this time, she thought of Chen Han, the woman who kept saying that she wanted to make up for her, but she always appeared occasionally. If she really wanted to make up for it, she should meet her generously and make up for the warmth she had lost in the past.

    She has never missed Chen Han like this before, and there is no longer any hatred in it.

    When it was almost eight o'clock, Jing Shaoqing's motorcade stopped downstairs.  Because Chen Mengyao was pregnant, many details were omitted for fear of disturbing others.  Jing Shaoqing entered the door without hindrance, and personally carried Chen Mengyao out until she got into the car.

    Wen Yan wanted to take care of Chen Mengyao personally, so he got into the first car with them and sat in the passenger seat, the two newcomers were in the back seat, and Jiang Ling was in the second car.

    Almost half a circle around the city, it was past eleven o'clock when we arrived at the hotel.

    As soon as Wen Yan entered the wedding banquet hall, he caught a glimpse of Mo Tingchen in the crowd holding a small dumpling. A handsome man was holding a baby in front of him. They were the most eye-catching.  She was afraid that Xiaotuanzi would see her making a fuss, so she didn't go over to say hello.

    The wedding banquet scene was very beautifully arranged. It is no exaggeration to say that the decoration reached the ceiling, and there were white flowers everywhere, especially on the road where the couple had to walk. The ground was covered with a layer of petals, white rose petals mixed with red flowers.  , sacred and solemn.

    The arch at the entrance of the road alsoIt was woven with flowers and hung with tassel lamps in warm colors. Xiaotuanzi kept reaching out to grab it, but Mo Tingchen stopped them.

    As the hands of the clock pointed to twelve o'clock, Chen Mengyao was led by Jiang Ling to Jing Shaoqing. Jing Shaoqing was wearing a well-tailored suit, meticulously groomed from head to toe, and his body stood upright, as if he was wearing a halo  , people can't help but regret that such a good-looking and excellent man is married.

    Today, Chen Mengyao didn't dare to look at him anymore, her face was shy, and her head was slightly lowered.

    Jing Shaoqing leaned closer and whispered in her ear: "You are so beautiful today."

    The blush on her cheeks suddenly became thicker, and finally, Jiang Ling solemnly handed over her hand to Jing Shaoqing: "Shaoqing, I will leave my Yaoyao to you, you can't bully her."

    Jing Shaoqing promised with a serious face: "I will treat her well. She is the most beautiful scenery I have ever encountered in my life. I will stop for her and never move forward."

    Chen Mengyao would say nice words of love to women if he wanted to hurt his mouth, and his eyes were red with emotion.

    Jing Shaoqing led her on the road leading to the center of the auditorium, and the pastor was waiting at the end.  Stepping on the fragrant petals, one step at a time, the wedding photos of the two were played on the big screen, and there were still petals falling from the sky.

    Walked up to the pastor and stood still, the two looked at each other and smiled.  The pastor solemnly recited the prayer, and soon entered the most critical step: "Mr. Jing Shaoqing, are you willing to marry Ms. Chen Mengyao? Live with her according to the teachings of the Bible, and become one with her before God.  Love her, comfort her, respect her, protect her as you love yourself. Whether she is sick or healthy, rich or poor, always be faithful to her until the end of this world?"

    Jing Shaoqing looked directly into Chen Mengyao's eyes, and said word by word: "I am willing." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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