The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

"As the second uncle of the Li family, it should be sitting here today, that is..." Li Zijie lowered his voice and continued, "I don't know if the second uncle is still the second uncle?"

Hearing this, Second Uncle Li's face changed suddenly, and his eyes widened in shock, but he was only shocked for a few seconds, and returned to normal in a flash.

Xiao Chuchu sat close, heard what he said, couldn't help but looked over curiously, and at the same time wondered what he meant.

Of course, I didn't think of a reason, so I didn't continue to think about it.

The rest of the people didn't know what Master Jie said, and they were also curious, but no one dared to inquire.

Ever since Li Zijie had said a few words to Second Uncle Li, he hadn't had any conversations, and there was no chatter in the whole room.

Fortunately, Li Zimo took the new bride back soon.

The wedding venue was in the backyard, and when the servants came to report that the couple was coming, everyone moved into the yard.

The servant also moved the owner's chair over.

The venue was decorated with colorful flowers, and a road was paved with white petals to describe their future pure love. The bright lights covered the gloomy sky and softened the vision of the entire venue.

Of course, there is a row of bodyguards on both sides of the beautiful wedding venue. Their duty is not to protect the guests, but to prevent the groom from escaping.

The guests are seated, only waiting for the man and woman who are about to become husband and wife to enter.

About five or six minutes later, the servant came in to report, "Master Jie, Second Master, the newcomer has arrived."

Suddenly, everyone looked at the entrance in anticipation.

Only Li Zijie didn't have any emotional fluctuations, and looked forward casually, while Xiao Chuchu's eyes darkened a little beside him.

Li Zijie suddenly stretched out his big palm to cover the hand on his thigh, "Are you sad?"

His emotions were seen by him again, and she waved his hand away irritably.

"I'll take a breath over there." She was about to stand up, but Li Zijie held her shoulders.

"You want to hide?"

"No, the wedding is about to start. I'll change my seat."

She was sitting at the main table of the Li family, so she should be at the guest's seat.

"So you're looking for a reason to leave me?"

"..."

"Forget what I told you just now." Li Zijie glanced around behind him.

Xiao Chuchu followed his gaze and looked around, her body trembling, most of the people were looking at the newcomer, but a small number of women were looking at her, and their eyes seemed to be poisoned.

He was then heard to say, "Do you think you'll ever come back after leaving me?"

She laughed mockingly, "Aren't you the Patriarch? They even dare to touch the people brought back by the Patriarch. In my opinion, you are just a paper tiger in their eyes."

Li Zijie's smile froze on his face, "I see, you treat me like a paper tiger!"

A few times to threaten and scare her, she will feel scared at the time, and then become lawless again.

It's true that he is the head of the family, no one will do anything to her, but targeting and insinuation are indispensable.

She could protect her personal safety, but her physical and mental safety could not be protected. Originally, she was not feeling well today.

Xiao Chuchu, "You said that, but I never said it."

She is indeed not afraid of him. If it weren't for the medicine in his hands, would she be able to suppress her temper like this.

"Oh, you don't want to go anywhere, just stay here obediently!" His voice suddenly became a little cold.

After a while, the music played at the venue was replaced by a wedding march, and the wedding began.

The master of ceremonies welcomes the newcomers.

Xiao Chuchu turned sideways, staring at the direction of the entrance, first she saw the smiling faces of the guests, and then these smiling faces turned into bubbles in her eyes, and then she heard the sound of the salute cannon, she rolled up her arms Lips, raised a gentle smile.

'Youth' it married.

There is no sourness, no red eyes, no nostalgia, and no mutual debt.

Good.