dmims Chapter 907: He Yuning, Pretty Boy
Chapter 907: He Yuning, Pretty Boy
"Don’t think that just because you say nice things, I’ll forgive you! If we don’t hurry up and go out, Mom will start nagging again, saying we’re not punctual!" She took off her wedding dress and changed into a red cheongsam.
Ye Gushen stared at her graceful figure; she hadn’t gained any weight at all. Are girls always this sensitive about their weight?
"Red looks beautiful, it complements your skin and face." Ye Gushen held her hand, placing her on his lap. "I wanted to go to the sea, but considering your condition, we had to cancel."
"Husband, you’re so smart. I really didn’t want to go to the sea!"
On the way to the banquet, Tang Suiyu felt like crying but had no tears.
Mom said they had to toast at every table!
Does Mom know how many guests are here today?
She might as well kill her!
They had just reached the entrance of the banquet hall when someone rushed inside in a hurry, "Get out of the way, I’m late!"
Who is this person!
But in no time, the man who rushed in came back out, his baby face staring at Ye Gushen and Tang Suiyu.
Looking at the red flower on their chest, "Congratulations, congratulations! Wishing you a happy marriage. This is a red envelope from my dad. I wanted to ask, is your wedding ceremony over?"
Tang Suiyu took the big red envelope and said seriously, "It’s already over, sir."
"Damn it! I rushed over here on a shared bike! But of course, I’m not blaming you!" The man with the youthful baby face smiled, "I’ll go in and grab something to eat. Happy wedding!"
"Thank you."
"May you have a baby soon!" He added as he walked inside.
Tang Suiyu, holding the red envelope, turned to look at Ye Gushen, "Husband, do you know him?"
"He Yuning, the Little Prince of Mengchi Country."
He Yuning!
Isn’t that the name of the pretty boy?
Is it really him, or just a coincidence?
"Husband, what do you think the chances are of this name being common?" She suddenly felt that the man who just went in was indeed the pretty boy.
The way he spoke was really quite similar.
"Pretty high, it’s a fairly common name." Ye Gushen pulled her inside, "Do you know each other?"
"Husband, you must be joking. Did we look like we knew each other just now?"
"Hopefully, he’s not a rival in love."
Tang Suiyu: "..."
Husband, I have to say, he might actually be a rival, so please don’t have such precise intuition; it’s making me feel embarrassed!
Because Tang Suiyu is pregnant, they didn’t toast at every table, but they had to toast at the first few tables.
And He Yuning was at one of those tables.
He wore a light gray bomber jacket, with hair neither too long nor too short, clean and tidy; his smooth forehead showing, seeming slightly older than herself, but his baby face combined with his attire really made him look like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old guy.
He Yuning, the pretty boy.
The more Tang Suiyu looked, the more he seemed like the same person.
As they walked over, He Yuning was eating a chicken leg, hastily raising a glass of wine, "Wishing the bride and groom a happy marriage!"
"Thank you, you look so young." Tang Suiyu noticed the oil stain at the corner of his mouth.
A prince, with such poor table manners!
"Sorry, I came in a hurry. What were the bride and groom’s names again?" He Yuning suddenly asked seriously.