One Branch [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 40 Wedding Banquet

On October 18th, the Wang and Yang families held a grand banquet, and the guests arrived as scheduled.

Yi Qingwei didn't expect to meet Yi Jin here. He lowered his voice and asked, "Sister, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

He led Yi Jin to her seat and found that Yi Jin brought a companion, who was wearing a white dress, pure and beautiful. She looked familiar. After thinking again, she was the girl he met during the Qingming Festival. Her surname seemed to be Li.

Yi Jin slowed down his pace, stretched out his arm, asked Li Naiyu to follow him, and replied in a low voice: "Do you think I want to join in the fun of you little brats? His father, Mr. Wang sent me the post."

"Okay, you guys sit here, it's almost time to start."

More and more people entered the venue, but Zhao Huan and Song Yezhi seemed to have not arrived yet. Yi Qingwei wandered around for a while, then went to a corner to make a phone call.

"Shen Lejie, aren't you coming yet?"

"Wait, I have to pick someone up temporarily."

"who?"

"Gan Tingyi."

"Who is it, your girlfriend?" Yi Qingwei didn't pay much attention to these things, but an impression remained in his mind.

"Um."

"You bring her to this kind of occasion...Okay, no matter who you pick up, just send them off on time."

"They went by themselves and left not long ago."

Yi Qingwei was speechless: "I can't count on you to do anything."

"Zhao Huanyu was about to leave, and we couldn't stop him."

"Then you should arrive earlier and be careful on the road."

When Yi Yan got married, he was still young and could be at ease as a younger brother, sitting in his seat and watching others busying about. When it was Wang Xinghe's turn, he had to accompany him, his feet off the ground, and his head spinning. After entertaining the guests and confirming the wedding process again and again, he finally had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Song Yezhi's eyes had been following him. Seeing that he was free, he immediately stood up and waved to him.

"Uncle, would you like to sit here?"

Yi Qingwei laughed: "You left it to me, and you still ask me."

"I'm afraid the best man has a designated place to sit."

"There aren't so many rules." Yi Qingwei noticed from a distance that he was different today, and touched his head, "What? You put on hairspray?"

Song Yezhi shrank his shoulders slightly, and Yi Qingwei restrainedly withdrew his hand.

"Just now Zhao Huanyu dragged me to the dressing room to play, and they did this for me." He pouted, "and even put on lipstick."

Yi Qingwei leaned in closer to take a closer look: "Why does the lipstick still have color?"

"That must be lipstick." Song Yezhi was unsure, "Is it very red?"

Yi Qingwei shook his head: "You have to be very close to see it."

Still quite sensible.

Song Yezhi pouted again: "It still smells good."

Yi Qingwei never had a good sitting manner. At this moment, he put his hand on the back of Song Yezhi's chair, drooped his eyelids, and looked down at the lips of the person opposite him.