CHAPTER 460: CHAPTER 461: WILL YOU BE LIKE THEM IN THE FUTURE?

"Okay." Su Changfeng nodded and entered the bathroom, which was still full of steam, and the scent belonging to Tang Qiulu lingered.

After finishing his shower and coming out, Tang Qiulu had already changed into her clothes, very ordinary ones, not too flashy, because this time she was just a guest. If she dressed too splendidly and stole the bride’s thunder, it wouldn’t be good.

Tang Qiulu also picked very ordinary clothes for Su Changfeng and didn’t have him wear a suit, because if Su Changfeng wore a suit, he could easily overshadow the groom.

It was almost 10:30, and under Sun Mei’s constant urging, the whole family finally went out.

The wedding is held at a farmhouse in the Jiangcheng Suburb, a large-scale farmhouse whose shareholders include Zhou Chao, the owner of Fuyang Fruit Farm.

At this time, at the farmhouse’s entrance, many middle-aged women were standing there talking, all dressed particularly lavish, as no one wanted to lose to others.

"Why hasn’t Sun Mei arrived yet, is she planning to put on airs?"

"At this moment, she’s living in the Immortal Mist Mountain Villa District, and in the Mountain Villa, along with Tang Qiulu’s group developing so well, she should have airs."

"Ah, this is life; she used to have the worst days among us sisters, but now her days are the best."

"What good does living well do? Can that joke from before really be forgotten? The wedding she arranged for her daughter made me laugh so hard tears came out."

Just then, an Audi stopped outside the farmhouse, and as Sun Mei got out of the car, all the people at the farmhouse entrance fixated their eyes on her, greatly satisfying Sun Mei’s vanity.

Sure enough, appearing last works, luckily she didn’t come so early, otherwise, not many people would have noticed her.

This dress cost her several tens of thousands; if more people don’t see it, wouldn’t the dress be bought for nothing?

"Sun Mei, you’re really late; the sisters have been waiting for quite some time." Li Cuiwen approached Sun Mei and spoke warmly.

This is the groom’s mom, Li Cuiwen, but the warmth is just feigned; she is particularly displeased with Sun Mei, who’s dressed more lavishly than her, clearly competing for attention!

"In the future, you won’t act like them, will you?" After parking the car, Su Changfeng sized up Sun Mei and her sisters, each dressed particularly alluringly, and instinctively asked Tang Qiulu.

Tang Qiulu pinched Su Changfeng hard at the waist, making his face instantly become distorted, not from anger but from pain.

"Do you think I’m like that?" Tang Qiulu gritted her teeth and coldly told Su Changfeng.

Su Changfeng realized he’d misspoken and hurriedly corrected himself: "Of course not, I was just asking casually, don’t take it to heart."

Tang Qiulu snorted coldly and said, "Before you speak in the future, be mindful; I’m not someone you can bully."

Su Changfeng smiled bitterly, experiencing again how changeable a woman’s temper can be; flipping a book isn’t as fast as a girl flipping her face.

After entering the farmhouse, many guests were already seated, the wedding venue was particularly luxuriously arranged, and the emcee was confirming the flow with the groom and bride.

"Your family arrived a bit late, the spot we initially saved for you was given to others, guests who come are welcome, so you’ll have to settle for this spot here." Li Cuiwen led Sun Mei’s family of four to a position at the far edge of the wedding venue, a spot clearly least valued.

This displeased Sun Mei somewhat, so she asked the other sisters: "Would any of you sit with us?"

"How could we, we arrived a bit earlier, so we’re sitting in the front, no choice, you arrived too late, you’ll have to settle for it." A sister told Sun Mei, secretly thinking, wanting to put on airs coming so late, now sitting here is self-inflicted.

Li Cuiwen feigned apologetically, said: "Sun Mei, really sorry about today, I’ll find a chance to apologize later."

Having been spoken to in this way, Sun Mei couldn’t be angry and just said: "It’s no big deal, no big deal, wherever to sit is fine; after all, I don’t have much interest in weddings, it’s the same if I don’t watch."

Li Cuiwen’s expression stiffened, she replied: "True, you probably don’t have much affection for weddings, because earlier..." Saying this, Li Cuiwen deliberately lightly slapped her hand, then continued: "Look at my uncontrollable mouth, alright, alright, won’t make you uncomfortable.

Sun Mei’s fists clenched tightly, Li Cuiwen was deliberately putting on an act.

At this moment, the groom on stage suddenly ran to the restaurant door, rushing about nervously, unsure of what he was doing.

"Brother, I didn’t expect you to give me face like this." The groom stood nodding humbly before Zhou Chao; even though Jiang City’s gray areas are under Zhu Lie’s influence now, Zhou Chao still held quite some weight, at least not someone he could offend.

After previously suffering losses, Zhou Chao was no longer as arrogant and did not pamper Zhou Lei, going to extremes for keeping low-key.

"You’re renting the place now, whatever the case, I’ll give you face." Zhou Chao said with a smile, at this moment, seeing Su Changfeng, Zhou Chao startled, why is he here too?

Could it be that Su Changfeng knows the groom?

"Brother, come with me, best seats have been prepared for our VIP." The groom said.

VIP seats are naturally closest to the stage, but with Su Changfeng sitting at the very last seat, Zhou Chao instinctively frowned, could this kid not know who Su Changfeng is?

"No need, I can sit anywhere." Zhou Chao finished speaking and headed to the seat where Su Changfeng was seated.

The groom saw this and immediately followed, saying: "Brother, you shouldn’t sit at this position."

"What is wrong with this position?" Zhou Chao asked the groom after sitting down.

The groom didn’t worry about others overhearing and feeling upset, he straightforwardly said: "This place is for those quite ordinary guests, inconsistent with your status."

Zhou Chao secretly glanced at Su Changfeng, quite ordinary guests, it seems the groom really doesn’t know how mighty Su Changfeng is, being able to sit at the table with Su Changfeng, Zhou Chao felt particularly honored.

"I just want to sit here, you don’t need to bother with me, go busy yourself." Zhou Chao said.

The groom had a face full of awkwardness, with Zhou Chao’s status how could he sit here, and seeing Su Changfeng, although unfamiliar, someone of his infamous waste status, once seen wouldn’t be forgotten, how could Zhou Chao sit at the same table with such a mess.

"Brother, not only is this position unsuitable, but the people here also can’t compare to you." The groom said.

These words made Zhou Chao startled, unable to compare to him?