1623: C1623 Marriage

C1623 Marriage

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Professional matters had to be done by professionals.

For example, Shi Yiming was good at management, so old rascal naturally wouldn't waste talent.

As for himself, he was good at...

Modu, Lin family.

Lin Yun had grown up. old rascal and the girls had been staying in the boarding school for a few days.

The sun was high.

It was daytime. Mo Nan was lazily lying on the bed with Bingqing in his arms. Suddenly, Bingqing opened her eyes while she was taking an afternoon nap. Her long eyelashes fluttered.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the calf staring at her. Bingqing lazily stretched her back. "Aren't you tired?"

"Hiss."

"Yes," Bingqing said. old rascal's sleepiness disappeared immediately. He rolled his eyes and said energetically,

"I'm not sleepy! Bingqing, let's discuss something. Look, Anan has become sensible. How about we have another boy... "

As he spoke, old rascal was ready to attack with a wicked smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, Bingqing only looked at him a few times with an expressionless face and then kicked him through. She rolled over and muttered in a bad mood.

"Get lost, you don't even have a proper shape in broad daylight..."

There was a bang.

old rascal landed on the ground and got up after a while. He looked at Bingqing who had fallen asleep again and felt depressed.

But the evil flame had already come up. He gritted his teeth and sneaked out of the house and into Lin Yunyi's room again.

Lin Yunyi had just woken up and was changing her clothes.

"Ah!"

With a panicked scream, Mo Nan was thrown out of the house along with a pile of pillows and clothes. Not only was he unable to vent his anger, he was even more furious.

Fortunately, he had managed to sneak into Wushuang's house after circling around for a while.

...

In order to let Old Mo's family flourish, old rascal did his best.

In the next few days, he seemed to have never gone downstairs. It was only when An Anan didn't see her father for a few days and kept arguing that Mo Nan's ears were picked up by Bingqing and he hurriedly came down to show his face.

"Mua ~"

Holding Anan in his arms, old rascal pretended to kiss her. The little girl avoided him with a look of disgust, but she kept laughing.

While teasing his daughter contentedly, Mo Nan looked at the girls who were busy writing invitations at the coffee table.

Wushuang, Faang Rui, Miao Lee, other than Jessica who went to the Plum Blossom Group with Hee Mei yesterday to take a look, even Yujie temporarily stopped the company's schedule and came here to help write quickly.

Speaking of which, whether it was old rascal or Bingqing, they did not have so many relatives and friends.

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As a result, there were countless people who came to give gifts.

old rascal didn't want to be too ostentatious, but when he thought about it, he promised Bingqing to give him an incomparably grand wedding. Therefore, all the families who came to visit him sent out invitations.

Besides...

Being lively was one thing. Someone wants to give him money, Why didn't he want it?

"I'm so tired!"

After a while, Yujie was tired of writing. She waved the pen in her hand and stopped writing. At the same time, she asked her sister and brother-in-law curiously. "Sister, speaking of which, is your wedding venue set?"

Su Bingqing, who was accompanying the few girls and sorting out the names, heard this and shook her head.

These few days, with the girls accompanying her, she had arranged everything from the wedding dress to most of the matters. Only the venue was not allowed to interfere.

And so far, she had not told her where the venue was.

On the other hand, Wushuang Ji'nv seemed to have already received some news. At this moment, she was looking at Bingqing with an envious expression.

She did not know if they would be treated like Bingqing when they got married.

The few women seemed to have discussed it and similarly kept quiet about Bingqing. Because of this, Bingqing felt even more depressed in her heart.

Luckily, old rascal saw through her thoughts. He raised his eyebrows and said,

"Don't worry. I don't dare to say that there will be no one in the future, but it will definitely be unprecedented. I will definitely let you marry to my old Mo family in a grand manner..."

Hearing this, Bingqing could only temporarily suppress her curiosity.

It was just that she would occasionally wonder where could accommodate so many guests.

...

Naturally, there was such a place.

For example, the Dao College.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

On this day, the disciples of the Dao College were given a day off. The entire Dao College was filled with the Patriarchs and Sect Leaders of the various sects in the lower realm. It was a rare sight to see such a great figure in the Dao College. Now, it could be seen everywhere in the Dao College.

From this, everyone had no choice but to admit that there was no one in the lower realm who could be compared to the protagonist of the day.

Suddenly, they felt a majestic medicinal Spiritual Force aura approach. Everyone raised their heads in unison. Then, they saw the groom of today raise a giant beast. Behind him, auspicious clouds seemed to rise as he slowly walked over.

Swoosh!

Streams of flames soared into the sky. They were not fireworks, but numerous Martial Sovereign warriors who had been waiting for a long time. They were unleashing all kinds of magnificent martial skills.

The sky seemed to have turned into a brilliant picture scroll.

This was also old rascal's personal request. If it was anyone else, they would have turned hostile long ago if they let those Martial Sovereign warriors be fireworks masters.

Since it was Mo Nan's request, they gritted their teeth and endured it.

old rascal, who was flying in the sky, slowly arrived in front of Bingqing, who was waiting for him.

Under the envious and jealous gazes of the young women around, Bingqing blushed and nodded like a young girl of ten or seven years of age.1

Less bowing, the ceremony ended.

When the entire Dao College had just begun to celebrate, old rascal had already run away with Bingqing. As for what he was going to do, naturally, there was no need to mention it. What a joke, what else could he do on his wedding day...

...

It was probably from the day after the wedding that Mo Nan disappeared once again.

Even some of the people who were close to him only knew that this bastard had brought a few women to their honeymoon, but no one knew exactly where he went.

In a flash, another few months passed in a hurry.

Calculating the days carefully, it had already been three years since Stone Saint and the others left.

On this day, in the Dao College.

In the main hall of the sect, Shi Yiming sat at the very top with a frown on his face. Below him, some Martial Sovereign and Martial King sat in succession. They were the higher ups of the Dao College.

The main hall was quiet, without a single sound.

After a long time, someone finally came from the outside. It was a Martial King. As soon as the latter entered the main hall, Shi Yiming immediately turned to look at him.

"How is it?"

The Martial King shook his head with a dejected expression. Seeing this, everyone in the hall immediately understood what was going on outside.

"Son of a b * tch!"

Shi Yiming, who had a good temper, couldn't help but curse. After that, he looked at the person on his left with a worried expression.

It was the one Mo Nan had left for him, one of the three Martial Sovereign warriors.

Shi Yiming turned his head and asked gloomily, "My senior brother is not back yet?"

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