Flash marriage ugly wife, madam has a bit too many vests

Song Muyu's situation is not suitable for attending a wedding at all, especially when she is so nervous about socializing.

Seeing the fine beads of sweat oozing from her head, Qi Yun became more anxious and worried.

Qiao Rui has good eyesight, so she can see clearly at a glance.

However, before she could speak, Pei Liyan said, "If Miss Song is not feeling well, why don't you go back and rest first!"

Song Muyu was taken aback, looked up at Pei Liyan, smiled weakly, "I'm afraid I can't leave yet!"

She knew very well that Mrs. Song would probably blame her if she left now.

"Exactly!" He Lan muttered, "The guests haven't left yet. As a member of the Song family, she is Shuyi's sister-in-law. If she leaves like this, who will tear it down!"

"Is it okay for you not to talk? No one thinks you are dumb." He Zheng said in a deep voice, "Miss Song is obviously not feeling well. It's okay to leave for a while."

"What's wrong?" He Lan dismissively said: "Brother, if I'm not here when you're engaged, my sister-in-law will probably suspect that I have something against her! Please bear with the discomfort, what can't be tolerated by a grown-up?" of?"

Although He Lan's words were harsh, Song Muyu suddenly felt that there was some truth to them.

She smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Pei and Mr. He for your kindness. I'm fine. I don't need to leave early."

It's just that she held on like this, and finally couldn't hold on anymore.

His face was getting paler, and the sweat dripped from his forehead densely, and the dress was also wet.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinfeng immediately said to Song Muyu, "I can't stay any longer, I'll take you away first, they won't blame you."

Song Muyu shook his head slightly at him.

Jiang Jinfeng was silent for a moment, and couldn't take it anymore: "Fate is more important, or face?"

Song Muyu didn't speak.

Qiao Rui frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Go and rest, you can't pretend you're covered in cold sweat."

He Lan turned to look at her, also surprised: "Are you really feeling so uncomfortable?"

Song Muyu's face was pale, and it was obvious that she was in great pain, but she was just holding on.

She originally thought that it would be fine to persist until the end of the engagement banquet, but who would have thought that she would suddenly feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Jinfeng didn't say anything at this time, he bent down and hugged her horizontally.

Qi Yun took the bag from behind, nodded slightly to everyone, and left with Song Muyu.

And the chair was actually wet with blood.

Qiao Rui caught a glimpse, and her eyes tightened.

She wanted something to cover it up.

Pei Liyan had already taken the napkin off the table first, and slowly and calmly covered it on the chair.

Qiao Rui turned her head and glanced at Pei Liyan.

He said lightly, "Eat your meal."

Qiao Rui nodded, and once again looked in the direction where Jiang Jinfeng and Song Muyu left.

Others in the banquet hall were also taken aback, not knowing what happened.

Someone whispered and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Huaishan and Mrs. Song's expressions darkened when they saw Song Muyu being carried away by Jiang Jinfeng.

Naturally, Song Xun also caught sight of Song Muyu being carried away by Jiang Jinfeng, his eyes were cold, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Mrs. Song immediately walked towards them.

Jiang Jinfeng glanced at her, and strode forward.

"Mr. Jiang!" Mrs. Song shouted, "Stay!"

Jiang Jinfeng narrowed his eyes, and only then did he really realize how powerful Mrs. Song is.

Calm, yet irresistible.

This was probably one of the reasons why Song Muyu had to come back to attend the engagement banquet. If he didn't come, it would probably never end.

Jiang Jinfeng pretended not to hear, and continued walking forward with Song Muyu in his arms.

"Mr. Jiang, please stop!" Mrs. Song said in a deep voice again.

This sound was higher than the previous one, and the tone was short. Moreover, Mrs. Song quickened her pace, and quickly arrived at the front, intercepting them.

Jiang Jinfeng had no choice but to stop, looked at Mrs. Song, and said, "Aunt Song, Mu Yu is not feeling well, I'll take her to rest first."

Mrs. Song frowned again, glanced at Song Muyu, her expression was deep and gloomy, and she opened her mouth and asked, "What's going on?"

Song Muyu wanted to speak, but it hurt too much. When she opened her mouth, she convulsed with pain.

Instead, he didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinfeng immediately said to Mrs. Song, "Sorry, Auntie, let's go first."

Mrs. Song hesitated to speak.

Qi Yun said: "Mrs. Song, Ms. Song is not feeling well. She has been holding on for fear that you will blame her."

Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment, looked at Qi Yun, and said, "What's the matter with this child? Why would I blame her? I'm not feeling well. You should have told me earlier."

Qi Yun just pulled her lips and said, "Probably because I'm afraid of breaking your heart, Mr. Song's engagement is the most important thing now."

Mrs. Song's face froze, and said to Qi Yun: "Then I will trouble you, and help me take care of Mu Yu. I will go to see Mu Yu as soon as the engagement banquet is over."

"Don't worry, Mrs. Song, we will take care of Miss Song, you don't have to go and see." Qi Yun's tone was cold and direct.

Mrs. Song's face darkened.

Qi Yun said again: "You are very busy today, don't be distracted, and Miss Song needs to rest more, sorry, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, Qi Yun didn't give Mrs. Song a chance to speak again, and walked away.

In the car, Song Muyu slumped on the seat, crawling, motionless, the dress skirt on the back was all red.

When Qi Yun got to the side of the car, she saw several drops of blood dripping on the ground, which was so glaring.

The daughter was so uncomfortable, Mrs. Song just asked.

Ordinary mothers should not rush to get angry.

However, Mrs. Song was very quiet, caring in her mouth, but lacking in action.

Qi Yun sighed, after all it wasn't her own, I'm afraid Ms. Song would be hard to tell.

"Go to the hospital." Jiang Jinfeng said.

"No!" Song Muyu shook his head.

Jiang Jinfeng looked at Qi Yun.

Qi Yun said: "Go back to Liuyuan."

Jiang Jinfeng didn't ask too many questions.

In this case, if someone has a heart to check, they will probably know the process of Mu Yuliu.

So, let's go back to Liuyuan to fix it.

Jiang Jinfeng looked at Song Muyu who was prostrate on the chair with regret, and said to Qi Yun, "Qi Yun, set Mu Yu's phone to silent and automatically reply."

"Yes!" Qi Yun went to get it immediately.

Song Muyu said: "No need."

"Miss Song, please listen to me this time." Qi Yun didn't follow her wishes, but set it to answer the message and reply: I am resting, it is not convenient to answer the phone, and I have something to leave a message.

In the banquet hall, Mrs. Song glanced at Song Xun after she came back.

With a cold handsome face, he asked his mother in a deep voice. "What happened to Mu Yu?"

"It's okay." Mrs. Song smiled at him. "The two are in love, what can happen?"

Song Xun was startled, and said in a deep voice, "Are they dating?"

Mrs. Song said: "Son, hurry up to toast the bar. Your sister leaves halfway, and if you neglect everyone, then our Song family's upbringing will be criticized!"

Song Xun's tone was cold: "Understood."