Ye Chen and Su Qing left hand in hand, leaving behind a stunned Zheng Siyuan.
The wealthy people he knew were all very ostentatious, but someone like Ye Chen was truly rare.
Driving the Lykan, heading to the Marriott Hotel.
Marriott Hotel.
At the entrance, the wedding photos of Chen Youfu and Liu Jia are displayed.
A wedding is being held in the first-floor lobby, with around a hundred tables set up inside.
It is imaginable that there are over a thousand guests attending the wedding.
Chen Youfu, dressed in a suit, speaks eloquently and passionately, saliva flying everywhere.
"Hello, guests. I'm delighted that you all could attend my and Liu Jia's wedding despite your busy schedules. Your presence makes our wedding more splendid."
"I've pursued Liu Jia for many years, finally capturing the goddess in my heart, and we have reached fruition."
"I hope everyone can send us your best wishes; it would be the most precious gift for Jiajia and me."
