Outright Favoritism Chapter 1032: : Mrs. Shang, I am here

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Shang Yu walked across the lane and slowly came to Li Qiao.

He never saw her wearing Xiuhe clothes, nor did she see him wearing festive red.

The man leaned over, clamped her chin and kissed the tip of her nose, "Mrs. Shang, I am here."

Li Qiao has picturesque eyebrows, touches his cheeks, and asks with a small smile, "Why did you get the wrong answer?"

Shang Yu’s throat kept sliding, his forehead pressed against her, and his eyes were reddened from emotion, "It won’t be anymore."

The two talked close to their faces, and the bridesmaid group had long been blocked by the best man group and the pick-up team.

Li Qiao's shoes were not hidden, they were placed beside the bed.

Shang Yu knelt on one knee, put on her bridal shoes, and then put a pious kiss on the back of her instep.

At the scene, many people took a deep breath and sighed that the Nanyang overlord's act of bending and kneeling for Li Qiao was even more moved by their love.

At 8:50, Shang Yu hugged Li Qiao and got into the caravan to pick up his relatives, and all the maidens got on the car one after another.

So far, the century wedding of Nanyang Shang Shaoyan and Li Qiao, the daughter of the Li family, has officially begun.

The convoy did not drive to Qiao·Mansion for the first time, but drove around the city.

Everywhere I go, there are flowers and blessings.

On this day in Nanyang City, all three main roads are under martial law, and the whole city is full of flowers and escorted by helicopters. The scene is unprecedented.

All the LED screens in the city broadcasted the scene of the convoy parade in real time until the vehicles drove into the Qiao·Mansion. Everyone in Nanyang knew that the entire villa around the island had been renamed. This is the future home of the Nanyang overlord couple.

After arriving at the wedding scene, Li Qiao and the bridesmaids went to the dressing room of the single-family villa.

Before entering the door, Shi Luo teased behind her: "I said, it's impossible for your Yan Ye to make you regret."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, slightly confused, "Huh?"

Siluo raised her head to the door, smiling lightly, "Go in, don't let us wait too long."

The door of the dressing room was pushed open by Yin Mo and Nan Yu, and a white and noble wedding dress came into view.

Li Qiao raised her eyes and looked over, her heartbeat speeding up slightly.

Even the bridesmaid group couldn't help but exclaimed, pulling Li Qiao to make her change clothes quickly.

White wedding dresses represent sincerity and purity.

Li Qiao held up her seven-month pregnant belly and put on a wedding dress tailored for her by Shang Yu. The pregnant belly was not visible, the skirt was elegant, and the long veil drew behind her, full of magnificence.

Duan Shuyuan shed tears while tidying up her wedding dress behind her. In addition to being moved, she was more happy.

Her baby, finally put on the most beautiful wedding dress to marry her favorite man.

On the other side, the Qiao·Mansion is fully open. Over a hundred tables of banquets are placed in the center of the open-air South Plaza. The lively music is flowing in the air. In front of the green lawn, there is an observatory.

Zuo Xuan and others in the dark hall and police officers from the Nanyang Police Station are in charge of security measures for the wedding.

At the entrance of the mansion, the four assistants were welcoming guests, and the four clerks sat together and recorded the guests' gifts.

At this moment, a man walked slowly from the low-key Phaeton, accompanied by his assistant.

As the two approached, Liu Yun hurried forward to greet him, "Hello, President Qin."

This person, the fourth master of the Qin family in Licheng, Qin Baiyu, was also Qin Si who was convalescing at the old house in Pama.

Qin Baiyu nodded introvertedly, and gave his assistant a look. The latter immediately gave the Bo gift, "This is a gift from Mr. Qin to Mr. Yan. I wish the two newcomers a good relationship for a hundred years."

Mochizuki led the assistant to Mr. Clerk’s desk to do the registration. He looked at the man with glasses curiously, "Man, what's the name?"

"Zhuo Han."

Mochizuki nodded clearly, opened the hand card and looked at it, "General Qin's audience is in the first row, with seventeen seats."

Zhuo Han thanked him, "I will convey it."

Mochizuki patted Zhuo Han on the shoulder, and soon went to greet other guests.

Time flies, and more and more guests.

Mr. Accountant was too busy, and finally the two brothers Wei Ang and Wei Lang had to step forward to recharge.

Not long after, Wei Ang looked at his account book and fell into deep thought.

Yanmeng ABCDEFG……

Twenty-six letters, twenty-five characters came.

What kind of magical operation is this? Who is the other boss, why hasn't he come?

Wei Ang stabbed Wei Lang in the arm and pushed his account book to him, "Is there no K in Yanmeng?"

As soon as Wei Lang was about to speak, Bai Yan happened to pass by the table, and dropped a red envelope, quietly saying: "You don't even understand who your wife is, so I am embarrassed to keep accounts?"

The two brothers were inexplicably stunned. They looked up and fucked. The young man from the Tan family in Myanmar, Tan Bai, the head of the Yan League, Bai Yan.

"What does he mean by this?" Wei Ang had an idea, but he felt incredible.

Bai Yan... Few people on the road don't know him, and the methods are very bloody.

Wei Lang swallowed, "Young lady is Yanmeng K?"

The two looked at each other a little, and instantly respected Li Qiao.

Yanmeng, that was once an internationally renowned underworld organization...

In less than half a minute, Mengjun from Ida State came with two suitcases.

He handed out the invitation card, which was a guest from Shang Yu's side.

Wei Ang just prepared to write a record, Meng Jun opened the suitcase twice, "This is for the godfather, this is for the younger sister."

Ten million dollars in cash to the godfather, and a box of heavy metal machine guns to Li Qiao.

The two brothers have both served. Nanyang is so heavily guarded, how did you swagger through the market with a box of machine guns?

Wei Ang held the brush and looked up at Meng Jun, "Who are you...?"

"The Governor of Ida State."

Wei Ang took a deep breath, settled, and decided to act calmly, not like an ignorant turtle.

Then, in the next half an hour, a conversation like this came from near the registration desk.

For example: "Excuse me, are you?"

"Minister of Heavy Industry of Myanmar."

Another example: "How do I call it?"

"Myanmar is better than Xing Zinan."

Wei Ang looked at Xing Zinan, thoughtfully, "Mr. Xing, have we met?"

Xing Zinan was full of suffocation, with teeth scratching his lower lip, and said in a deep and deep voice: "You were there the night that the Liaoshan Military Armory Vault exploded?"

Wei Ang shook his head silently, "No, I'm in the military zone."

"Oh." Xing Zinan replied, turned and walked into the mansion, sneered irritably, "It's almost like being blind."

Wei Ang wiped his face and looked down at Xing Zinan’s invitation, "How could the young lady know this kind of person?"

They haven't heard of Xing Zinan's name, but at first glance, they know that his identity should be invisible.

Wei Lang looked at Xing Zinan’s direction for three seconds, and then took a picture of his thigh. “Do you remember that two groups of unknown people in Myanmar were looking for Mrs. Young?”

"I have an impression."

Wei Lang squinted his eyes, his voice lowered a few degrees, "The big man in the black triangle of Burma, is his surname Xing?"

Wei Ang smiled, "Are you **** scaring me?"

If people from the Black Triangle appear in Nanyang, Interpol can be attracted within minutes.