RPAGF Chapter 343: The Nervous Wedding Night
Chapter 343: The Nervous Wedding Night
343 The tense wedding night
After the kiss, Nan Zeyu slowly let go of her. Song Yuyan's eyes were as sparkling as a bottomless lake. A peach-colored blush crept up on both sides of her cheeks, and her rosy red lips looked even hotter and more charming than roses. If this wasn't at a wedding banquet, the man would have wanted to tear this little thing apart and eat it. He glanced at Song Yuyan with his deep black eyes.
She tried her best to breathe softly, her chest rising and falling. She glared at him and said coquettishly: "Husband, why are you like this? This is a wedding?" Song Yuyan kept breathing unevenly. The man opened his thin lips slightly, looking at her with a distance, and said in a voice that only the two of them could speak: "Wife, you will know by the evening? You will know what I am like."
Song Yuyan's face turned even redder, like the kind of red she got from secretly drinking an adult's red wine. She puffed up her lips slightly and said angrily: "If you don't listen to me tonight, forget it!" Nan Zeyu looked at her with a doting smile, raised his hand and gently touched her red lips. He smiled wickedly and said: "It's not certain who listens to whom?" Wife.
The MC glanced at the whispering newlyweds, then turned his eyes to the audience, put the microphone to his lips, and said with a smile: "The newlyweds are whispering sweet nothings? Can't you just say whatever you want to say in the evening?" The audience immediately applauded and laughed.
Song Yuyan glared at him fiercely again, her ears were burning, she stopped looking at him, turned her head, and looked at the wedding banquet stage. Her face was slightly red, and she looked unnatural. Nan Zeyu stopped teasing her, and held her left hand with his big hand. Song Yuyan raised the hand with the wedding ring on it, she turned her head, raised her hand to touch his jade-white handsome face, her eyes were sweet and gentle.
There were discussions from the audience at the wedding banquet: Hey, did you see that? This is the wife of the president of Nan Group. She seems to be a college student. She is so lucky. There was a discussion from another banquet: Isn't it? She is only 20, and President Nan is only 23. The two are three years apart.
The discussion became louder, but Song Yuyan didn't care. She had already married this man. She took her hands off his face, turned her head, straightened her back, and stood firmly on her heels. On the golden and white wedding banquet stage, Song Yuyan felt like she was standing on a cross tower, with her feet on the spire.
Her watery eyes swept across the wedding hall, which was so big that she could hardly imagine it, the crystal-colored carpet, the golden and white banquet, and the contrasting colors of pure gold and platinum. Song Yuyan looked up at the lights in the wedding hall. Even the lights were made of colorful crystal diamonds, which were dazzling and sparkling with tiny lights.
The next second, the door of the wedding hall was suddenly opened, Song Yuyan's pupils dilated, and then a person walked in. Song Yuyan's heart tightened. When this person walked into the wedding hall, the noise in the wedding hall suddenly stopped, and everyone turned to look at the door of the wedding hall.
She opened her eyes wide in surprise. Was it him? Wen Zichen? Song Yuyan subconsciously glanced at Nan Zeyu, only to see his handsome face sank, his cold black eyes also sank, his face was tense, she smiled softly and said: It's okay, husband, he came to the wedding banquet, he won't do anything to me.
The man glanced at Song Yuyan, his eyes deep, nodded and said softly: Okay. Wen Zichen's breathing condensed, and his eyes as gentle as jade stared at the girl on the wedding banquet stage. His pupils dilated. Song Yuyan, she is so beautiful today, like a delicate rag doll. He was standing too far away from the divorce banquet stage, and Wen Zichen couldn't see what kind of wedding dress she was wearing.
He was wearing a pure black handmade suit with sparkling diamonds, his hair was combed into a smooth style, and his pair of jade-like eyes were full of sadness, sorrow, helplessness and pain. Various emotions were intertwined in his eyes, and his heart felt like countless sharp swords were piercing him. He just felt very uncomfortable.
Wen Zichen walked over and headed towards the banquet. Song Yuyan's gaze seemed to be fixed. She kept watching Wen Zichen walk towards the banquet. Her pupils kept widening and her face was full of disbelief. She didn't know that he would come at this time. Fortunately, the wedding ring and other things had passed and he didn't see it.
Nan Zeyu was a little angry. He looked at her with his cold black eyes and said in a controlling voice: Do you know what you are doing? Look at me, this is my wedding with you, Song Yuyan. She was stunned and looked at the man with a gloomy face. She was startled, then nodded and smiled: Okay, husband, don't be angry.
Nan Zeyu's expression finally relaxed, and his frown gradually unfurled. The emcee standing next to Nan Zeyu's hand holding the microphone trembled, because the emcee had just seen the groom, Mr. Nan, looking at his wife with vicious eyes. He was startled and his breathing paused.
The MC broke the silence. His hand holding the microphone trembled, and he spoke softly into the microphone: "Okay, next, the bride and groom will invite their parents and relatives to the stage, then take a group photo, and then the bride will throw the bouquet." After the MC finished speaking, the audience burst into thunderous applause again.
Everyone at the banquet table stood up instantly and applauded continuously. Nan's father, Ye's mother, and Fang's mother, the three people sitting at the family banquet were stunned. The three of them looked at each other. Nan's father slowly stood up from his chair, then he took his wife Ye Mingxuan's hand and stood up. Fang's mother was the last one to stand up in a daze.
The three of them walked around the banquet table and walked towards the wedding banquet table. Ye's mother glanced at Fang's mother and whispered: Don't be nervous, Sister Fang, I'm here. Fang's mother glanced at Ye Mingxuan, her brows furrowed, and she forced a smile at the corner of her lips and said: Oh, okay, okay, okay, I get it, mother-in-law.
Ye's mother smiled at her and held her right hand. The two parents went up to the wedding banquet stage. The MC walked over quickly and came to the front of Chairman Nan. The MC bent down and nodded and said: Chairman, please give a speech, Director Nan!
Nan Zhefang nodded, and the emcee handed him the microphone. He stepped aside and retreated to the emcee platform. Nan's father held the microphone. He looked calm and fearless. He turned slowly and faced the wedding banquet stage. Holding the microphone in his hand, he said in a low voice: Welcome everyone to attend the wedding banquet of my son, Nan Zhefang, in your busy schedule. Everyone present is not an ordinary person. My son, Zeyu, is the president of Nan's Group.
Nan Zeyu glanced at his father who was standing a distance to the right. His eyebrows furrowed. Did his father have to call his name like this? His handsome face darkened, but he looked at his father with deep eyes. Song Yuyan also turned her head to look at Nan's father who was standing a distance to the right. She was stunned when she saw her father-in-law speaking on the stage at the wedding banquet. When Nan's father spoke, everyone in the audience was shocked.
She blinked her bright eyes. Father Nan's voice was low but very intimidating. As he spoke, everyone fell silent. After a moment, Father Nan finished his speech and everyone standing at the banquet below the stage fell silent. After a moment, there was a sudden applause.
Song Yuyan was startled. The applause was so loud that she started to applaud as well. Nan Zeyu turned to look at her and smiled dotingly, "Little thing, you are so silly. Aren't you scared? Why are you clapping?" Song Yuyan was startled. Her eyes fell on the man's face and she puffed her lips.
Nan Zeyu raised his hand and put his arm around her waist. She turned her face away and he said with a smile: "Okay, wife, your husband is just joking. My father's deterrent power has always been strong, otherwise how could the Nan Group sit firmly on the top ranking in the world." Song Yuyan turned her head and saw that Nan's father was stunned for a moment, then he raised his hand and made a gesture.
The audience fell silent in an instant. Wen Zichen, who was sitting at the side banquet, looked pale and sadly at the bride on the stage. Although he only saw her back, Wen Zichen was satisfied. A sad curve appeared on his lips, and his jade-like eyes were filled with sorrow. You must be happy! Xiaoyan.
He got to know her too late. How could such a good girl not be his, Wen Zichen? On the other side of the banquet table, Gu Tingchen had a blank expression throughout the whole process. His face was like a piece of ice, and his dark eyes were full of mystery. Nie Ranran sat opposite him and kept looking at him, but he didn't even look at her.
Looking at Song Yuyan at the banquet table, Nie Ranran was shocked. Her pupils widened. Could it be that Brother Chen really likes the president's wife? This... Shen Jiayi picked up the crystal glass and drank a sip of rose wine. She squinted her eyes, glanced at Nie Ranran, frowned and said: Nie Ranran, what's wrong with you?
Nie Ranran was immediately flustered. She turned her eyes and met Shen Jiayi's sharp black gemstone eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale. She said in panic: "No, no, nothing." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head, picked up the chopsticks on the banquet table, picked up a deep-sea cod fillet, and put it in her mouth, but no matter how she chewed, she felt it was tasteless.
Shen Jiayi frowned and looked at Nie Ranran. Something was not right. This girl was hiding something from her. Xia Jinghao looked at Shen Jiayi who was sitting opposite him. He raised his fox eyes, looked charming, and slightly opened his petal lips. He said lightly: Wife, look at me, look at me, you don't even look at me.
Shen Jiayi rolled her eyes helplessly, her eyelids drooped, and she glared at him. He was immediately frightened and dared not say a word. He obediently blinked his innocent fox eyes and covered his mouth. Shen Jiayi's mouth twitched. What's wrong with this guy again?
Shen Jiayi ignored him and turned to look at the wedding banquet table. Xia Jinghao pouted in grievance. He was sulking. He touched the cigarette box in his trouser pocket and took a quick glance. It seemed that smoking was not allowed here. He withdrew his hand, raised his fox eyes and looked at the wedding banquet table.
At the wedding banquet stage, the emcee taught the parents of both families to stand in their positions, and called the bride and groom. Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan's hand wearing the wedding ring, and walked towards Wei Zhang who was taking the photo. The man raised the corner of his lips, bent down and picked up Song Yu horizontally. She was stunned, her pupils dizzy instantly, and she instinctively hugged his neck.
Nan Zeyu smiled lovingly at her and said: "My dear, I will carry you over here, um..." The man's voice was low and gentle with a loving smile, Song Yuyan blushed and nodded. At this time, everyone in the banquet looked at the newlyweds, and then applauded. Song Yuyan glanced at him, glared at him and said: "Husband, so many people are watching?"
Her peach-shaped eyes were wide open, with a hint of anger in them. Nan Zeyu held her and walked towards the photo location. Song Yuyan was like punching cotton. He didn't take it seriously. This man actually didn't listen to her...
When taking a group photo, the emcee asked the newlyweds to stand in the front and their relatives and parents to stand in the back. Song Yuyan thought of something, and she lifted the hem of her wedding dress, took a few steps forward, glanced at the wedding banquet stage, and when she saw Shen Jiayi, Nie Ranran, Xia Jinghao, and Gu Tingchen, she smiled sweetly and said: Hey, you guys come up too, let's take a group photo, Ranran, Jiayi, Brother Xia, and Mr. Gu.
The people who were named were stunned at first, then Shen Jiayi stood up, holding Nie Ranran's hand, and Xia Jinghao also stood up. Seeing that Gu Tingchen did not stand up, he pulled him up from the chair. Gu Tingchen still had a blank expression on his face, and his dark eyes could not see any emotion in his eyes.
He was reluctant to follow Xia Jinghao and walked behind him. Song Yuyan watched these people walking towards the wedding banquet hall. She was about to go down the stairs. Shen Jiayi pulled Nie Ranran and ran quickly. Nie Ranran was pulled by Shen Jiayi and ran quickly. She felt that everything in front of her was floating. Song Yuyan's eyes were fixed. It can't be that serious...
Finally, it was time to take a group photo. Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan's left hand tightly, and his other hands circled her waist. Her face turned unnatural and she turned her head to glance at him. There was only a doting smile in his eyes, and that smile was full of happiness. Gu Tingchen glanced at the gap between them. He smiled bitterly, his dark eyes were stained with sadness, and then he looked away, and his whole body was like a piece of quickly frozen ice.
Nie Ranran stood on his left, secretly watching his every move. Her heart sank. Brother Chen looked like this. Did he really like the president's wife? Did the president know about it? ... Nie Ranran frowned and lowered her head in thought.
"All right, are you all standing in place?" The bride and groom smiled and said they were ready for the photo shoot. Nan Zeyu glanced at her. She was pretty, with a plump figure, fair skin, and sweet eyes. She was wearing a peach pink wedding dress, like a blooming peach petal, which made people unable to take their eyes away.
The next second, just when the camera was about to press the shutter, Nan Zeyu took one step and put his arm around her waist. She was stunned at first, then raised her hand and gently hooked his neck. He leaned her body down, and used his other hands to steady her waist. She lowered her head, raised her face slightly, and his thin lips kissed her mouth-watering red lips.