Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

After getting the permission, Zhang Huixin excitedly threw the inferior Xiuhe onto the bed, picked up Wenwen's skirt and put it on, then ran to the mirror, turning around and admiring herself.

Even though her height was not enough to support the skirt, Zhang Huixin was very happy.

"Wenwen, can you lend me this dress for a while? I want to wear it when I toast."

The long skirt is a dress style. Although it is a bit plain to wear when toasting, it is acceptable. Wenwen doesn't care much about this skirt. It would be nice if she could use this skirt to poke someone's lungs.

"Of course you can, but for such a big event as marriage, didn't you prepare a second set of clothes?"

"This this..."

Zhang Huixin was a little embarrassed. She had prepared some clothes, but compared to this dress, those clothes were so tacky. If the color wasn't wrong, she would even want to wear this dress to get married.

Wenwen waved her hand nonchalantly: "Okay, stop talking so much, wear whatever you want, but remember to change into Xiuhe later. I'm going back first and will come to pick up the bride with my cousin in the evening."

When she heard that Wenwen was leaving, Zhang Huixin immediately panicked. She grabbed Wenwen's arm with such force that she almost crushed Wenwen's bones.

Realizing that she had lost her composure, Zhang Huixin's face flashed with an unnatural look for a moment: "Wenwen, the wedding will start in two hours, why don't you stay here? If your makeup gets smudged, no one here has your skills to fix it."

Wenwen pretended to consider it and nodded, then yawned loudly: "Okay, but do you have an empty room for me to sleep in? I'm a little tired after sitting in the car for a whole morning."

"You want to sleep?"

Wenwen's tone was filled with joy, and she probably didn't even notice it. "Let's go next door. That's my sister's room. She's busy outside and won't go in for a while."

The next room that Zhang Huixin mentioned is actually the same room as the bedroom where Zhang Huixin is currently, but it is separated by a partition in the middle.

There is a door on the partition, so you can go straight in without going to the living room.

Wenwen carried her suitcase into Zhang Huixin's sister's room. This room faced north and was even dimmer than Zhang Huixin's bedroom. In addition, it was already afternoon and the light was far less bright than at noon. With the curtains drawn, the entire room was almost pitch dark.

"Anchor, what should I do now?"

Ji Chu was calm and composed: "Zhang Huixin has already sent a message to Zhang Han saying that you want to go to bed. We are all adults, you should understand what she wants to do, right?"

[Is this what I thought? How disgusting! ]

[All day long, the rice is cooked, the rice is cooked. What era is this? Doing this kind of thing will only lead to jail time. Do you really want to marry a wife by destroying someone's innocence? ]

Wenwen gritted her teeth in anger. When she thought that the people who planned this were her closest people, she couldn't help but tremble all over.

After 5 minutes, Zhang Huixin's soft voice sounded outside the door: "Wenwen, are you asleep?"

Wenwen responded: "Not yet, Huixin, I can't sleep in my bed, can you come in and chat with me?"

Zhang Huixin secretly cursed Wenwen for being nosy, but in order to ensure the smooth progress of the plan, she had no choice but to agree.

As soon as I entered, I saw Wenwen sleeping on the bed. I patted her side and said, "Huixin, come quickly. We have been apart for nearly 20 years. I have so much to say to you!"

Zhang Huixin had no choice but to lie down beside Wenwen. The moment her head touched the pillow, the effect of the sleeping pills came over her again.

Gradually, she could no longer hear what Wenwen was saying, and before long, she fell into a deep sleep.

[Ms. Wenwen and the anchor wanted to send Zhang Huixin to Zhang Han's bed. Although they planned it in advance, as a woman, I really can't bear to see a girl end up like this.]

[Where did the Virgin Mary come from? If you want to see it, just look. If not, get up! ]

[You also know that they planned it first, and they have already plotted against you, but you still have a sense of justice? ]

[Haha, what do you mean by having a sense of justice? That's because the matter didn't happen to her. It's easy for her to talk without any pain.]

[Zhang Huixin is a girl, so Miss Wenwen is not a girl? If she fails to grab the Judge's Pen today, what will happen to her? Don't you know? Don't you feel bad for her? ]

[Just get it clear, bad people are bad people, regardless of gender, don't feel bad for them for no reason.]

Seeing that Zhang Huixin fell asleep, Wenwen slowly got out of bed, then quietly opened the window and climbed out.

Zhang Han, who was waiting in the living room, felt itchy. When he thought that such a beautiful woman who had returned from a big city was about to become his wife, he wanted to rush in immediately.

But no matter how long he waited, Zhang Han still didn't receive another message from Zhang Huixin. Unable to contain himself, he decided to go and see for himself.

Both bedrooms were dark at this time. Afraid of waking Wenwen up by turning on the light, he had to tiptoe to the bedside.

Looking at the brown skirt sticking out from under the quilt, he began to take off his clothes without a second thought.

Time passed minute by minute, and suddenly a woman's sharp scream was heard from the bedroom. The busy people outside looked over here in confusion.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Wenwen walked around the house and returned to the Zhang family's front door.

Zhang Han's mother Wang Zhanfang knew that such a drama would happen today and thought it was time to make the matter public. She pretended to be concerned and rushed to the bedroom eagerly.

However, the moment she opened the door, she was dumbfounded!

Zhang Huixin and Zhang Han were seen lying on the bed in dishevel, with a red and swollen slap mark on Zhang Han's face.

"Hui Xin, why is it you!"

"Get out, all of you get out!" Zhang Huixin didn't know how come Wenwen should have been the protagonist of this scene and suddenly became herself.

The guests outside were all relatives of the family. Everyone knew that Zhang Huixin and Zhang Han were cousins. Looking at the drama in front of them, everyone was whispering and talking about it.

Among them, words such as "sleeping with cousin on the wedding day", "incest" and "lowly" made Zhang Huixin's face pale.

"Zhou Jiawen, Zhou Jiawen, it must have been Zhou Jiawen who did it!" Zhang Huixin spoke incoherently.

Wenwen squeezed in from behind the crowd, holding a cup of warm water in her hand, and asked in a puzzled manner: "What did I do? Didn't you ask me to help you pour water?"

Zhang Huixin's brain capacity is so limited that once she gets excited, she can't care about anything else. She pointed at Wenwen's nose and scolded, "It was you who said you were sleepy and wanted to sleep, so you should be the one lying here!"

Wenwen's face suddenly turned cold, and she asked back: "So? Do you think Zhang Han should sleep with me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present understood.

It doesn’t matter who is sleeping on the bed. What matters is how Zhang Han knows that someone is sleeping on the bed.