Could it be that she got it wrong?
The relationship between Zhao Yu and Du Lao isn’t romantic at all?
Du Jiaojiao couldn’t help but question her earlier assumptions.
Mo Family.
Because of the upcoming wedding, the Mo Family residence was festooned with decorations, and the double happiness character was plastered everywhere.
However, aside from a few relatives who were generally close to the Mo Family, there weren’t any others coming to celebrate.
The hall only had a sparse few tables occupied. As if they had already anticipated this situation, mocking smiles lingered on their faces.
Mo Qishen is just too pitiful!
Today is his wedding day, and yet not a single friend ca to congratulate him. The attendees were either close associates of the Mo Family or their relatives.
A nobody is just a nobody.
Just then, the sound of a car engine roared from outside the door.
On seeing who had arrived, Zhao Jingrong was stunned.
This man was... Du Lao?
Everyone knows the renowned Du Lao of the tropolitan scene!
But...
With Du Lao’s status, why would he stoop so low as to co to the Mo Family?
Before Zhao Jingrong could process what was happening, Mo Qishen erged from inside wearing his groom’s attire. "Brother Du, you’re here."
Du Lao nodded, "Mm. Are you ready? By the way, why didn’t I see the bridal convoy outside?"
"They’re on the way. We’ll go over first."
Du Lao paused for a mont. "Are we just leaving like this? Is this wedding seriously this casual?"
Mo Qishen nodded again.
As Zhao Jingrong watched Mo Qishen and Du Lao walk away, she suddenly realized—Ni Yang is Du Lao’s savior!
Du Lao showing up today must be for Ni Yang’s sake, right?
If not, then how could Mo Qishen, that worthless man, possibly know soone as illustrious as Du Lao?
Ni Yang got lucky—she even managed to save Du Lao.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jingrong couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.
Xiu Jiao erged from the inner room, looking anxious. "Why did Sixth Brother just leave like that? How are we supposed to arrange for the guests later? Which hotel did he book?"
The marriage had been single-handedly organized by Mo Qishen himself. No one knew what the arrangents were or where it would be held.
Grandmother Mo chuckled and said, "Don’t be so worried. Sixth Brother told before he left that the cars would co to pick us up shortly, and his friends will head directly to the hotel. We don’t need to worry about anything. All we need to do is host the guests at ho before the cars arrive to bring us to the hotel."
Grandmother Mo was rather easygoing; since Mo Qishen didn’t want her involved in the wedding planning, she could relax a little.
Xiu Jiao exhaled in relief. "Oh, okay. I was worried Sixth Brother didn’t plan anything and just left like that!"
Grandmother Mo laughed again. "How could that be? Although Sixth Brother is sowhat unreliable, he wouldn’t be careless to that extent."
Zhao Jingrong chid in with a smile, "Grandma, did Sixth Uncle tell you which hotel he booked, or when the cars will arrive? I’d like to prepare ahead of ti."
Grandmother Mo shook her head. "He didn’t give specific details, but don’t worry—the cars should arrive soon."
Zhao Jingrong continued, "Oh, I see. But there shouldn’t be any unforeseen events that would force the wedding to be held at ho, right?"
No need to think too hard; the wedding would almost certainly be held at ho.
After all, Mo Qishen couldn’t possibly find a hotel fancy enough to be worthy of such an occasion.
"No, it won’t happen. Definitely not." Grandmother Mo waved her hand dismissively.
Mo Qishen might not be dependable, but he was never a liar.
Zhao Jingrong smiled faintly, her eyes filled with mockery.
The Mo Family waited for Mo Qishen to send cars to take them to the hotel.
The Ni Family, on the other hand, awaited Mo Qishen’s arrival to pick up the bride.
Soon enough, the distant sound of firecrackers and festive horn blasts filled the air.
Adelle leaned against the window watching. "It looks like Brother-in-law and the others are here! But there’s a crowd of people standing out front—Brother-in-law and his group might be blocked."
"Let see! Let see!" Zhao Yu hurried to the window.
Then Shangguan Xi and Du Jiaojiao ran over to join her. But since they were too far away, they could only make out the general situation.
The people blocking Mo Qishen’s bridal convoy were none other than the villagers from Jinghua Village.
They weren’t there for a handout; rather, they wanted to give Mo Qishen, the groom, a firm show of dominance—to make Mo Qishen and the Mo Family understand that Ni Yang wasn’t standing alone.
She had the entire village behind her!
The n, won, elderly, and children of Jinghua Village had all turned out.
The Village Chief and the respected elders led the group at its forefront.
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