Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

There were so many guests sitting down.    

Almost all the seats in the lecture hall were filled.    

Su Mumu sat in the middle of the seat. She wore casual clothes and a baseball cap. If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to notice her at all.    

She looked at the middle of the church nervously.    

Waiting for that pair of newbies to enter.    

"Old man, let's sit here." Faang Qian held Zhan Junyi's arm and entered together. They sat at the seat by the corridor.    

Seeing Faang Qian glance over, Su Mumu quickly lowered her head and used her hand to press down on the brim of the baseball cap, not letting Faang Qian discover her.    

After that, she took out her phone and pretended to play with it. She sent a message to Xiong Miao, "Faang Qian and Zhan Junyi are already here. They are sitting at the side of the corridor."    

After sending the message, she put away her phone and continued to observe the scene. She looked around to see if Zhan Zifeng had appeared.    

Last night, she received a message from Xiong Miao. She asked her to come to the church in the city to attend her and Soong Mingzhe's wedding. She also helped her keep an eye on Zhan Junyi and Faang Qian. If they had any movements, she would send a message to them.    

Su Mumu knew that Xiong Miao and Soong Mingzhe held this wedding to lure Zhan Zifeng out. They were not really married, so she was not that surprised.    

Instead, she cooperated with Xiong Miao at all times.    

However, her line of sight passed through the sea of people, but she still did not see Zhan Zifeng.    

Su Mumu could not help but feel a little disappointed in her heart, as well as an even greater panic.    

What if Zhan Zifeng did not come today? What should she do?    

Could it be that she would never be able to find Zhan Zifeng?    

The crowd gathered and flowed as the melodious music played. The wedding scene was very dreamlike. On the stage, there was a lily dress with colorful balloons hanging from the courtyard.    

The venue was festive and lively.    

Soong Mingzhe was backstage. He was wearing a white groom's suit, with a tie on his collar, and there was a brooch on the right side of his chest.    

He was handsome and high-spirited.    

If this wedding was real, Soong Mingzhe would be the happiest and most handsome groom on the scene.    

However, he knew in his heart that it was fake, so there was some nervousness and melancholy in Soong Mingzhe's heart.    

"My son is so handsome. Not bad. He's getting married. In the future, he has to treat Miao Miao better, understand?" Aunt Soong helped Soong Mingzhe tidy up his clothes. She looked at him with pride and joy.    

She did not know why Xiong Miao and Soong Mingzhe suddenly wanted to get married. They did not say it, and she did not ask why.    

The things that young people wanted to do had their own ideas.    

As elders, asking too much would only make them dislike it.    

"It's already very good, Mom, don't spray ribbon on my head anymore." Soong Mingzhe brushed the ribbon on his head with his hand and said somewhat awkwardly.    

"You should at least cover your bald head. I don't know what this child is thinking, but he suddenly shaved his head." Aunt Soong disliked his bald head.    

"Alright, alright. It's already enough." Soong Mingzhe was very innocent. He also did not want to shave his head.    

"Respected guests, welcome everyone. Today is our newlyweds, Mr. Soong Mingzhe and Ms. Xiong Miao's wedding..." The host spoke with a microphone in the church.    

Aunt Soong then hurriedly put down the bottle with ribbons. "It's almost your turn. Don't be nervous."    

"Mom, you should be the one who is nervous." Soong Mingzhe said.    

"Aiya, my son is getting married for the first time. How can I not be nervous?" Aunt Soong admitted that her mentality was not good.