Chapter 1989

"Seventh Prince, Seventh Concubine, here!" Butler Rong didn't expect the Seventh Prince to show his face. If he finds out that the bride is the one they are looking for, there will be a big wedding. What should we do? , The housekeeper was sweating on his forehead.

This Rong's mansion is quite rich, at least hundreds of tables are used for this banquet, and the decoration is quite luxurious. It seems that this wedding cost a lot. I don't know if Feng Chen married him. Such a big deal.

"Ma'am, are you comparing whether our wedding is as grand as theirs? If you can't remember it, it doesn't matter. At worst, we will have another one!"

"What are you talking about, I don't want to talk to you anymore, how much money are you going to give?" Su Feifei suddenly remembered that they didn't bring gifts, so they should give them a red envelope anyway.

Feng Chen smiled mysteriously, and said innocently: "Ma'am, I didn't even plan to give money to the members. The entire property of Fengfu is controlled by you. Without your consent, I dare not spend money recklessly for my husband. When I came to the banquet today, I just rushed to eat and drink, I didn't plan to spend money, besides, being able to attend their wedding for my husband is already the biggest congratulatory gift."

Su Feifei directly rolled her eyes, how could there be such a thick-skinned person, she didn't want to talk to Feng Chen anymore, she really had the rhythm of being pissed off.

"Miss Wang, it's time, put on the red hijab and go to worship!" The matchmaker came in, saw Wang Lina sitting on the dressing table in a daze, and quickly persuaded: "Miss Wang, don't think too much, marry Young Master Rong. You have endless glory and wealth in this life, besides, Young Master Rong cares so much about you, what are you worrying about?"

Wang Lina looked at the fat, big-eared matchmaker in front of her, twisting her belly out of seven or eight layers of swimming circles, she felt sick, it seems that he will not show up today, please die, Wang Lina, your life Doomed to be tied to a fool.

"The bride and groom are coming!"

Master Rong sent someone to secretly monitor Feng Chen's every move, and if he found anything wrong, he would immediately take Wang Lina and Rong Muhua away.

"Wow, the groom is a fool!" Su Feifei saw that the man in the big red robe turned out to be a person with mental problems, and then looked at the woman with the red hijab, she couldn't help sighing: "What a fool!" A flower stuck in cow dung."

Feng Chen remained silent. He took a closer look at the surrounding environment, and found that there were a few people who knew martial arts hiding in the crowd, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised. It seemed that Master Rong, an old fox, was very defensive. Where was Feng Shaoqing? What the hell are you doing? It's at this juncture, why is there no movement at all?

Wang Lina felt very dazzling when she heard the echoes from the children in the yard. She was very unwilling. Why should her fate be sacrificed like this? You have to ask yourself, in his heart, what kind of existence is he?

With a sound of "whoosh", the bride directly lifted the red hijab, and she plopped and knelt down in front of the crowd and cried, "Masters and madams, please help me, I was caught by them, I don't want to marry Young Master Rong at all, please help me!"

"Bastard, hurry up and stop her for this old man, so she won't talk nonsense here!" Master Rong didn't expect that Wang Lina, who had promised to marry his son, would go back on his word. He said angrily, "Hurry up and pull her down!" , so as not to be embarrassing!"

Su Feifei finally saw the true face of the bride. Isn't this the Wang Lina she was looking for? Why is she here? When the guards were about to forcibly pull Wang Lina away, Su Feifei rushed up.