The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

"Tsk tsk tsk, where did you buy this dress? It looks too ordinary, and the quality is so poor that you can tell it's fake at a glance." At this time, the man standing beside him said arrogantly.

"The authenticity of the wedding dress doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?" Mu Sheng glanced at him lightly.

For this kind of person, he didn't bother to talk to him at all. In his eyes, this kind of man was no different from a clown, and he didn't even have the desire or desire to let Mu Sheng take action.

"Hehe, even the wedding dress is fake, so poor." The man said with a sneer.

At this time, Yang Neng, who was taking pictures at the side, couldn't stand it any longer, he said coldly, "You are also wearing wedding dresses from Xinxin Bridal Shop, since you know this wedding dress, why don't you just go back to the shop to have a look? "

The couple stayed here all the time, which really prevented him from taking wedding photos.

"Even if you have a good eye, you can see that the clothes on my wife were bought in Xinxin Bridal Shop, 25 a piece, hundreds of times more expensive than your fake one?" The man said with a sneer.

When the woman heard this, she also showed a smug expression on the side. Her man was rich and powerful, which was also one of the assets she could brag about.

Mu Sheng shook his head helplessly, and didn't say any more.

Taking wedding photos well, he doesn't need to waste time on this kind of person.

In the end, seeing that Mu Sheng ignored him, the man thought that Mu Sheng was being cowardly, and wanted to tease Jiang Wan's wedding dress, and then continued to mock Mu Sheng to show his status as an upper class figure in society.

However, before his hand touched the wedding dress, it was already firmly held by Mu Sheng.

"You, what do you want to do?"

The strength was so great, as if being clamped by a pair of iron tongs, the man's expression changed instantly.

"Your hands are not qualified to touch this wedding dress, before I don't want to do it, get away!" Mu Sheng looked at the man and said coldly.

"I……"

The man stared at Mu Sheng's eyes, and suddenly shivered.

The look in this man's eyes is so scary!
He seemed to be the God of Killing walking out of the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood. Deep in his eyes, there was a deep coldness. He had a strong premonition in his heart. If he dared to entangle him any longer, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Grass mud horse, you wait for me." The man left this sentence, clutched his sore wrist, and left here with his female companion.

The female companion beside him was unhappy along the way, but seeing the man's expression, she didn't dare to say anything more. After the two of them walked away, she complained and said: "Huang Yu, why are you afraid of this guy? He The clothes on her body are obviously fake!"

"Hehe, didn't you see the photographer next to him?" After walking to a place where there were few people, the man's face also regained his composure, but he was still bitter about Mu Sheng's embarrassment for him.

"Photographer, so what?" the woman asked puzzled.

"The photographer has a lot of scars on his wrist. It looks like someone who often messes around with the society. And now we are here on our honeymoon without any bodyguards. If there is a conflict, it will be us who will suffer." Huang Yu gritted his teeth and said, "I'll call later and ask my dad to bring a group of men over. Then, surround this guy and see if he dares to challenge us!"

"We must bring more people and show him some color!" The woman was also very angry.

"Don't worry, with my dad's strength here, at least fifty or sixty people can come here." The man had a sinister smile on his face.

His father can be regarded as the leading boss, with hundreds of younger brothers under him, and only half of them will come to surround Mu Sheng. I'm afraid this guy will lose his temper and be scared to death.

As for the women around him, they will become his playthings sooner or later.

"Let's go, go to the bridal shop first, I really don't believe it, this guy has the money to buy real goods." After the phone call, the man said coldly.

……

On the other side, Jiang Wan watched the man and woman leave, and said to Mu Sheng: "Mu Sheng, let's not get angry with this kind of person, I like this wedding dress very much."

This wedding dress, not to mention real, even if it is a fake, as long as Mu Sheng buys it for her, Jiang Wan will like it.

"As long as you like it." Mu Sheng turned his head and smiled.

Seeing the two standing on the edge of the cliff, Yang Neng was inspired and said, "You two, why don't you take a commemorative photo of your marriage proposal on the edge of the cliff?"

"Proposal?"

Jiang Wan's heart trembled.

The marriage between her and Musheng has always been arranged by her father, marriage proposal, and wedding photos. There is no such process at all. Very formal wedding.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng immediately understood, knelt down on one knee, and slowly stretched out his hand to Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan's eyebrows trembled slightly, she put her hand on Mu Sheng's palm, and said, "I am willing..."

click-

Yang Neng pressed the shutter, and this photo was frozen in the camera forever.

When Mu Sheng heard this, tears filled his eyes subconsciously. He had never heard Jiang Wan say these three words. From this moment, Jiang Wan clearly expressed his willingness to marry Mu Sheng and his willingness to marry together.

Mu Sheng suddenly felt that his three years of grievances were nothing compared to this sentence.

As long as Jiang Wan's words, he can disappear.

"But, I... I forgot to wear the ring." Mu Sheng said awkwardly.

"No need, as long as I have you, you are enough." Jiang Wan covered her nose, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

As long as it is Musheng.

And only Musheng.

Her wedding is a wedding.

Mu Sheng got up slowly, and wiped away the tears on Jiang Wan's trembling eyelashes with his fingers, Jiang Wan raised her slender swan-like neck, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Husband, you know, what does a girl want you to do when she closes her eyes?" Jiang Wan's voice was very soft, ready to let go.

No matter how stupid Mu Sheng was, he understood Jiang Wan's meaning, supported Jiang Wan, and bowed his head deeply for a kiss.

I would like to bring one heart and never separate the white head.

At this moment, the grievances and dissatisfaction of the two of them over the past three years were all dissipated in this deep kiss.

Click, click, click—

Yang Neng's fingers trembled. At this moment, he was already moved by the atmosphere of the two of them. He didn't care about the amount of film at all, and frantically pressed the shutter.

He wanted to record this most beautiful scene.

"She is happy." The moment he pressed the shutter, Yang Neng said silently in his heart.

Outsiders say that Mu Sheng is a waste who married Jiang's family. He believed the rumors at first and thought so, but now as a photographer, he can feel the relationship between Mu Sheng and Jiang Wan from the photos he took. Not as stiff and cold as rumored outside.

On the contrary, the happiness of the two is simply beyond what ordinary people can understand.

"Perhaps, Mu Sheng is not such a wimp as in the rumors at all, at least in Jiang Wan's eyes, he is definitely not." Yang Neng thought to himself, he knew that the proprietress of the bridal shop had deliberately mentioned the auction to Mu Sheng. Liancheng, but for some reason, he always had a premonition in his heart that Mu Sheng could easily take the ring this time.

When the two were taking pictures at the scenic spot, Huang Yu and the woman beside him had already arrived at Xinxin Bridal Shop.

However, when the two just walked to the door, they subconsciously froze.

Because they saw that the wedding dress in the bridal shop was gone...