Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Song Yifan…… and Rong Xuan, met? Su Qianci felt she had seen something terrible and exclaimed, “Dad, you……” As she said that, Song Yifan and Rong Haiyue both looked at her at the same time.

  For a time, there was an invisible word floating in the air – awkwardness……

  Rong Xuan stood in the middle of them and looked a little embarrassed. She coughed and said, “Qianci, go ahead.” Then she came over to Su Qianci and pushed her into the room.

  After the women entered the room together, Su Qianci was somewhat worried. “Just leaving them outside? Nothing should happen, right?”


  Rong Xuan felt a bit anxious as well. She pursed her lips and said, “Your father knows what to do.”


  Su Qianci frowned and asked, “Which father?”


  After a moment of silence, Rong Xuan said, “both of them.”


  –


  A long time ago, Rong Haiyue knew Song Yifan, but Song Yifan did not know him. It was the first time for Rong Haiyue to face Song Yifan in person. It was abrupt, but expected. On such an important day, it was impossible not to invite the parents of Su Qianci.Since the parents of Su Qianci would be here, of course, there would be Rong Xuan, Rong Haiyue, as well as Song Yifan.

  Sheng Ximing looked at them, coughed, and said, “Is this General Rong? I’ve heard great things about you.”


  “My pleasure.” Rong Haiyue only nodded slightly, looking at Song Yifan and saying, “Is this Mr. Song Yifan? I am one of your fans. You play the piano so well.”


  “Thank you.” Song Yifan smiled and was about to say something. A little child suddenly shouted, “Grandfather, hug!”


  Song Yifan and Rong Haiyue both looked over at the same time. Li Jianyue was standing not far from them and reached out to Rong Haiyue.

  Rong Haiyue’s smile widened, and he got down to take the little girl up. “Where is your brother?”


  “Brothers are inside!”


  Sheng Ximing felt even more embarrassed. He thought that “grandfather” was Song Yifan……

  Song Yifan also felt a bit upset. “I’m going outside to see if there is anything I can do to help.”


  Rong Haiyue just nodded and watched them leave, and his look was complicated. The child’s choice was him, but what about Rong Xuan’s choice? Who was it going to be?

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  The outdoor wedding at night was carried out under the stars. The host of ceremonies was a famous local priest in Ireland. At this moment, he stood solemnly and sacredly in the most eye-catching spot. His clear voice sounded and brought the burst of cheers, “The bride!”


  Nervous, anxious, excited. After Su Qianci took a few deep breaths, she took Rong Haiyue’s hand and went out.

  Wedding. How many weddings could there be in life!

  In her first lifetime, she took the hand of her so-called uncle and stepped into the wedding hall. At that time, he was indifferent and condescending. When he took her hand, his expression was cold and indifferent. There was not a bit of emotion.

  Now, she was holding her own biological father’s hand, walking to her beloved husband, followed by her children.

  The guests around them whistled and cheered. With a glance, Su Qianci found many acquaintances.

  Lu Yihan, Ou Ming, Luo Zhan, Cheng You, Rong Rui, and those who she had not seen for a long time such as Fu Lengbing, Song Yifan, Sheng Ximing…… as well as Li Jinnan, Li Beixing……