MTL - His Marriage Partner is Scheming-Chapter 20

Hotel entrance.

There were spotlights flickering outside, and the tabloid reporters extended their cameras to look at the entrance, trying to find the topical faces among the guests with different identities.

After all, among the relatives and friends present today, there are many celebrities and celebrities.

If you can't enter the venue, even if you can pick up some leftovers and write about it outside, it can be regarded as a gain.

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the crowd holding the cameras.

The telephoto lens captured a somewhat special figure.

Unlike the guests who walked through the corridor and entered the hotel, this man who appeared suddenly walked out against the crowd. He seemed to know many guests, and people frequently greeted him.

He has red hair that stands out from a distance, and he wears a fairly formal dress with a corsage on his chest. He may be the best man.

It is also like the three-piece suit that the groom often wears in the wedding.

But before the excited people adjusted the camera to see each other's face clearly, he had already hugged a little girl sideways, and her face was instantly blocked.

There was annoyed noises outside, and this seemingly special person didn't know it. He walked back with the little girl in his arms, and at the same time talked with the person next to him.

"Brother Yanyan is so handsome today."

Chi Xueyan smiled and listened to the sweet praise from the little girl in her arms.

He might not be that familiar with Ren Xuan, but this university teacher's little niece is really good at acting like a baby.

That day when he helped Ren Xiaoqing pull out her teeth, the child was so frightened that tears flowed down her face, but afterward, when she had to bite the cotton and talk with difficulty, the first thing she did was not to cry to find her uncle, but to talk to him vaguely. Said: "Brother dentist, the mermaid story you told is very nice."

"I want to listen to it again. Do I have to grow another tooth decay to hear it? Then I can grow another tooth decay!"

The four or five-year-old girl still had tears in her eyes, and she raised her head and looked at him seriously.

Of course the dentist brother couldn't resist such a sincere compliment.

So there was no need for tooth decay, so he also agreed to tell Ren Xiaoqing a story.

They walked through the corridor and walked into the lawn. Looking at the scenery in front of them, Ren Xuan, who was carrying a gift bag, said sincerely: "This place is so beautiful."

Four months ago, he and Chi Xueyan were just two bachelors spending their nights on the basketball court, but in the blink of an eye, they both got married, and the wedding was even more unforgettable.

He was left alone.

Teacher Ren felt a lot of envy in his heart, and turned to today's groom and said, "Doctor Chi, don't hug her, she has gained a lot of weight recently—by the way, go get busy, it's enough to trouble you." It's gone."

Chi Xueyan was listening to Xiaoqing praise her appearance today, and said with a smile: "It's okay, now is the time to welcome guests."

Xiaoqing was too lazy to laugh at her uncle, and poked the groom's corsage on Chi Xueyan's chest carefully, and couldn't help saying: "It's so beautiful, if only I were the bride."

After He Qiao finished the simple chat with various uncles, he walked towards the other half who was chatting with friends after returning to the lawn.

As soon as he approached, he heard Chi Xueyan's soft voice: "I'm sorry, Xiaoqing, I don't like girls."

His newlywed lover was holding a cute little girl, and beside him stood a strange man with a helpless expression.

The little girl said crisply: "Oh, my uncle doesn't like girls either. Why doesn't brother Yanyan marry uncle? Then I can see you every day."

He Qiao's footsteps paused slightly.

The strange man patted her on the head seriously: "Don't talk nonsense."

Chi Xueyan was still smiling, and scratched her nose: "No, I'm inferior to your uncle."

The little girl pursed her lips: "Then I can also call my uncle my brother."

He Qiao: ...

The moment the young uncle put on a straight face, the little girl lowered her head and apologized to Chi Xueyan consciously: "I'm sorry, I'm broken in love, so my speech is messy."

"Be happier after getting married, Brother Yanyan."

She opened her palm, carefully drew a big heart, and then pushed the heart full of air into the arms of her favorite dentist brother: "Be super super happy!"

When she talked about being happy, Chi Xueyan smiled and rolled her eyes, subconsciously looking back at the direction of He Qiao.

Compared with happiness with complex meanings, children seem to prefer simple and pure happiness.

So he happened to meet the gaze that was looking over.

At some point, He Qiao came not far from him.

Chi Xueyan was startled, and immediately reacted, and introduced to Ren Xuan: "This is my lover, He Qiao."

He moved closer to He Qiao naturally: "My friend, Ren Xuan, and his niece, Xiaoqing."

Just like when I first introduced Su Yu.

It's just that the boyfriend at the time has become the current lover.

Seeing the appearance of another protagonist of the wedding, Ren Xuan hurriedly took Xiaoqing from Chi Xueyan's arms, and shook hands with the other party solemnly to congratulate her: "Hello, hello, first time meeting, happy wedding."

Chi Xueyan's other half is not what he imagined.

He seems to be a gentle and good-natured person.

Judging from Chi Xueyan's hobbies and style, he thought the other party would have a more distinct and strong personality.

...But the hand is quite strong.

After shaking hands and letting go, Ren Xuan couldn't help but think this way.

He Qiao wore the same dress as Chi Xueyan, but his temperament was completely different. He had the natural nobility brought by his family background, but also his own handsomeness and friendliness.

He chatted with Ren Xuan in a very good manner. After Ren Xuan gave the prepared gift, he led Xiaoqing to play, no longer taking up the precious time of the two grooms.

There was no gift money for this wedding, so Ren Xuan gave away a very exquisite and rare collection of foreign fairy tales, which he said was picked by Xiaoqing.

Chi Xueyan liked this gift.

He was, after all, a children's dentist who needed a story.

Chi Xueyan put the gift on the ceremony table, and someone would register and keep it. When he turned to leave, He Qiao looked at the gift and said casually, "Is it your college classmate?"

"No, he is a few years older than me, and he is a friend I met by chance." Chi Xueyan shook his head and replied casually, "But it really has something to do with the university, he is a university teacher."

"teacher?"

"Teaching foreign literature." Chi Xueyan smiled, "Can't you tell?"

foreign literature.

He Qiao stopped and looked back, and then took another look at the beautifully wrapped gift, the beautiful bow and ribbon trembling in the wind.

Collection of foreign fairy tales.

So he nodded slightly: "Well, I can't see it."

He Qiao handed over the mobile phone that Chi Xueyan had forgotten.

Chi Xueyan took it casually, and was about to speak when she saw an unread message that had been squeezed to the bottom of the lock screen interface.

[Little Eleven: You didn't take your phone. ]

Chi Xueyan: ...

Send a message to his dropped phone to let him know he didn't have it.

Much like a bad joke served out of the freezer.

Chi Xueyan was silent for a few seconds, and teased in a strange tone: "Are you so nervous?"

When I watched the morning news in the lounge before, it was obviously calm.

So he once thought that there were only two pairs of parents who were nervous today.

For example, Chi Zhongyuan secretly felt that Han Zhenzhen, who was too excited, was too exaggerated a few days ago. As a result, on the eve of the wedding, he just sat on the balcony in high spirits and recited the speech from his parents all night, but it was dawn, and he called the wrong son from time to time. name.

Chi Xueyan was even worried that when he spoke for a while, he might end with "How can the marriage certificate photo have a blue background!" from the bottom of his heart.

It's kind of fun though.

With the guests arriving one after another, the host is already in place, and the ceremony will begin soon.

The jazz band stopped playing, and the blond and blue-eyed band members were talking to a young man who looked like a manager in a low voice, as if preparing to change to a more romantic tune.

After the groom both enter the arena, they swear oaths and exchange rings.

And kisses.

Thinking of this, Chi Xueyan took the initiative to remind He Qiao: "If you feel that you can't do it for a while, you can use a hug instead."

He doesn't know the bottom line that straight men can accept.

Anyway, it's not surprising that shy newcomers would use hugs instead of public kisses.

He Qiao didn't answer directly, but just said: "I'm not nervous."

Chi Xueyan nodded while holding the phone: "Well, I believe it."

There was no concealment of insincerity.

He Qiao looked at him, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes, and the figure of his lover was clearly reflected.

Chi Xueyan thought, at a happy wedding, He Qiao beside her was a gentle version.

The most common, and seemingly most loving, tender version.

From now on, they'll be snuggling together until the wedding is over and it's all over.

Before the ceremony started, relatives and friends kept coming to chat with the two of them.

Chi Xueyan and He Qiao responded one by one, sometimes holding hands to express their affection.

Until a pair of smiling middle-aged men and women appeared, Chi Xueyan suddenly felt that He Qiao's fingers tightened in his palm.

It's not very obvious, and it may be his illusion.

The content of the conversation between the couple was nothing special, just congratulations, but at the end of the talk, the father deliberately said a few more words: "I didn't let that kid come today, I'm afraid it will affect your mood."

"He's just messing around. Don't take it to heart. I've dealt with him. How's your hand? I heard from your mother that it's fortunately not serious."

He Qiao's attitude was quite polite: "It's already cured, it's all over."

Only then did Chi Xueyan suddenly realize.

The last time He Qiao took him to a KTV party with friends, a rich second generation tried to seduce him behind He Qiao's back, and the two ended up having an impulsive fight.

...What is the name of that man who confidently thinks he is more fun than He Qiao?

He had heard so many new names recently that he couldn't remember them.

After they walked away, Chi Xueyan asked He Qiao: "What's the name of that person? I forgot, but I remember that it seems to have something to do with numbers. Is the surname Wan?"

A subtle emotion suddenly flashed in the always gentle expressions of the people around him, and after a long while, he said lightly, "The surname is Fang."

What exactly is it, but he didn't go any further.

Chi Xueyan thought that He Qiao disliked him, so he didn't ask any further questions.

It's not an important person anyway.

He quickly put the matter behind him.

In the lively atmosphere, the music circling on the lawn quietly changed, and the host officially began to give a hot speech.

Chi Xueyan stayed with her lover and family, waiting to enter.

The tall and burly Chi Zhongyuan next to him ate sweets with a serious face, and Han Zhenzhen in a neat suit kept asking the waiter for water, took a sip and took a deep breath, and the cycle repeated.

Sheng Xiaoyue lowered her head to straighten her skirt every five seconds on average. He Huaili comforted her in a low voice, but she was not as calm as before.

Both parents were obviously nervous, and He Qiao was distracted for some reason, looking at the band playing affectionate music.

On the contrary, Chi Xueyan became the calmest person.

He took the initiative to chat with the parents.

The cute-looking twin little flower girls each held a ring pillow, on which were placed the pair of beautiful wedding rings, Snowflake and Flame.

So Chi Xueyan turned around and asked Sheng Xiaoyue: "Auntie, do you know the origin of my name? My mother probably hasn't told you yet."

Hearing him mention this, Han Zhenzhen burst out laughing immediately.

Principle Chizhong quickly swallowed the candy, trying to interrupt: "...you come again!"

After failing to interrupt, Xiao Chi ignored Lao Chi's protest and said eloquently, "Do you think my parents' names have a bit of martial arts?"

Sheng Xiaoyue suddenly forgot to toss her skirt, and said in surprise: "You really are, like two heroes."

Chi Zhongyuan sounds like the leader of the martial arts alliance, while Han Zhenzhen looks like a straightforward chivalrous woman.

"They are all decent, right?" Chi Xueyan said with a smile, "Although this is a coincidence, they think it is too monotonous, so they plan to make some changes in the next generation. Evil mixed feelings."

It is best to be the kind of **** who can turn the peaceful world upside down as soon as he hears it.

"Then, they feel that the translation of Yizhengyixie is self-contradictory and self-contradictory. Thinking about it this way, the name becomes easy to use."

Sheng Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes were stained with a smile, and He Huaili also listened attentively.

"Fortunately, it was my mother's name in the end, and I found two beautiful images."

Chi Xueyan changed the subject: "If my dad made the decision, it would be over. He originally planned to call me Chi Hei Hei."

Hearing this, even the usually calm He Huaili laughed.

A family of three with picturesque names.

"It's better to be Xueyan, it's much better." Sheng Xiaoyue laughed until tears came out, her whole body was no longer tense, "Then if your mother were to name me, what would it be?"

Chi Xueyan smiled and shook her head: "Don't let her name it, the current name is the most suitable, beautiful, and nice enough."

There is a bright and clear moon in the night sky.

This is the truth, Chi Xueyan really likes her name.

The parents who gradually relaxed began to listen to the speech of the host on the stage.

He Qiao looked away, and listened carefully to the origin of Chi Xueyan's name.

"Your mother's name seems to be very suitable to be included in my parents' stories." Chi Xueyan whispered to him, "Xiaoyue, she looks like a lady who sneaked out to play after dressing up. It sounds very nice."

He always preferred titles beginning with small letters.

...But the little bridge sounds a little weird.

So Chi Xueyan paused, and called him as usual: "He Qiao."

He Qiao followed the prestige and looked into his lover's clear eyes.

"The most important step has come," he said.

The romantic music lingered in the wind, and everyone's eyes followed, full of good wishes and expectations.

In the long summer, they interlocked their fingers across the lush lawn and fragrant roses, and made vows to each other about eternity in the witness of sea water and corals.

The flower girl handed over a ring pillow embroidered with roses, and the warm sunlight submerged two light silver crescent moons.

The exquisite ring body is slightly angular, like the shape of a bridge.

The cheering and applauding guests in the audience quieted down in unison, staring at the pair of extremely well-matched lovers at the most focal point.

They are exchanging rings.

Chi Xueyan moved faster, when he bowed his head to put on the ring for He Qiao, in the warm midsummer wind, he suddenly said something out of tune.

"I think of the image of the name He Qiao."

He Qiao responded softly: "What image?"

The silver wedding ring fell into the slender finger with strong knuckles.

Chi Xueyan let go of his hand and looked up at him with a bright smile in his eyes: "He is like a person holding an umbrella, standing silently beside me waiting, maybe a follower, maybe a companion, snowflakes are silently piling up On the umbrella surface, slice after slice."

When he spoke, he leaned slightly, and his pale lips brushed against He Qiao's ear.

During the hot and short exchange, He Qiao also used a ring to trap him.

The summer sea breeze is soft and beautiful, and the eyes of each other are facing each other. It is the same as the day we first met, and the impression is particularly strong.

He Qiao didn't answer the call, and didn't wait any longer.

In the hallucinatory snow, he put his arms around his lover's waist and kissed him quietly.