Trafford’s Trading Club

Weddings carry countless words of blessing, whether it is an ordinary motorcade or a luxurious motorcade, whether it is in a high-end hotel or an ordinary restaurant.

As long as there is no malicious suspicion, we are still more willing to give compliments.

Because it is a festive day.

Because it will always appear around you, because it will always come, when you expect it, when you are confused... no matter when, it will always come.

The most important day for you and your significant other.

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The bride is the most beautiful on this day, and her smile is enough to rival the brilliance of all the magnificent gems.

Tao Xiaman threw her hydrangea and threw her blessings into the sky. The hydrangea made of pure white perfume lilies may have been woven with too much effort, and it seemed that it suddenly crossed the sea of ​​​​those expectant female guests.

"Hey, where did it go?"

"Look for it quickly!"

Seeing a group of female guests looking for hydrangeas with their heads down, the bride couldn't help but smile, while the groom just smiled.

But it seemed that the hydrangea was not found after looking for it for a long time. The groom couldn't help but asked curiously: "Xia Man, the hydrangea you threw can really hide, and I didn't see it either? Where is it?"

The bride just smiled and said, "I don't know."

This is a day worth being happy about, and Zhou Zihao will naturally not care about such trivial matters.

At this time, he turned his eyes and saw a young man appearing next to the banquet, and whispered: "Xia Man, Officer Lin is here. I went over to greet him, and with his help, I made an exception. "

"Okay, I'll go over there later." Tao Xiaman smiled.

It was indeed thanks to the help of Officer Lin that we were able to have such a special meeting in that special interview room in that way.

She never thought that Officer Lin would agree to it, but in life, there will always be some surprises... some surprises that neither you nor I could predict and couldn't believe at first.

Tao Xiaman's eyes flew through the crowd, and vaguely, he seemed to see a figure flash past, holding the hydrangea in his hand, and disappeared into the crowd.

This was the third time she had seen this figure.

This time... the first time in the old noodle shop... that day, when she had to leave the old house in order to prepare for the wedding... the second time.

Just a very simple sentence.

He stood on the street, as if no one could see him, and the world seemed to slow down in Tao Xiaman's eyes... He seemed to be saying something there. Logically speaking, it was impossible for her to hear him from such a long distance.

But Tao Xiaman was very clear that there was a sound coming into his ears.

"Since you have been waiting and want to know, why don't you go and confirm it yourself? The answer may be somewhere you can reach."

The mysterious young man disappeared into the crowd in an instant, and time seemed to have returned to its normal flow, just like now.

"Xia Man, Xia Man!" From a distance, Zhou Zihao looked for him.

"Oh, I'll be right over."

So the bride withdrew her gaze and walked towards her husband... and no longer cared about so many details.

Because, this is really the happiest day of her life.

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"To be honest, I still can't get used to drinking this kind of foreign guy. It's not using white wine. It's really unauthentic."

It was still dusk in the corner of the prison playground. Old Feng frowned, put down the small cup in his hand, and couldn't help but muttered.

However, despite the many murmurings, Lao Feng still drank one glass after another, as the owner of the club personally refilled the drinks.

Because, this is the wine brought from the wedding banquet. As for the stone bench where they were sitting, there were also several dishes brought from the banquet venue.

Old Feng picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, he asked, "What kind of dish is this?"

"A match made in heaven." Luo Qiu replied softly.

"Isn't it just brine!" Old Feng muttered again with a look of disgust, then picked up another piece and put it in his mouth.

Then, he moved his chopsticks, pointed to another plate, and asked, "Where's this one?"

"Bringing the white head together."

Old Feng continued to say disgustedly: "It's just pig's trotters!"

But he still picked it up, chewed it in small sips, and then took a small sip of the foreign wine that he said was not authentic.

Time passed quietly like this while the old man asked the name of the dish and tasted it.

Later, Lao Feng said that drinking alone was too boring, so Boss Luo took off half of his mask and drank the unauthentic foreign wine together.

"To be honest, no one has had a drink with me for a long time." Old Feng was a little drunk. He looked up at the moon in the middle of the night sky and said with blurred eyes: "I remember the last time, it was several years ago."

Luo Qiu asked curiously: "In addition to celebrating the New Year, can I drink here?"

Lao Feng smiled and said: "Remember that police officer I told you before? When he came to visit me, he would have a drink or two with me and chat. But, those days are gone. This The last time you drank with me, it actually reminded me of him."

"Really?" Luo Qiu raised the wine glass, touched it gently to Old Feng's wine glass, and watched the moonlight with Old Feng, "Tonight is the new moon."

"Yes, Xinyue." Old Feng responded softly.

His voice was very low, and he gradually closed his eyes. Not long after, he heard the sound of deep breathing... In fact, it was a person who had not touched alcohol for a long time and was not used to the effect of alcohol on the body.

He obviously disliked it, but he drank most of it after one bottle. How could he not get drunk easily?

The moon began to crawl toward the west little by little, and it was twelve o'clock.

The time has come to trade the deed.

Luo Qiu sent the drunk Old Feng back to his bed, covered him with a quilt, then put his hand on Old Feng's chest and grabbed him out. ……life.

Old Feng turned around, with a smile on his face, as if he was having a good dream.

"This old man is in really good health. Even now, he can still live for twenty years."

The maid's voice quietly appeared behind the club owner. You Ye also held an envelope in her hand.

The maid from the club came quietly and quietly delivered the envelope to her master, saying softly: "Master, it's ready."

"It's rinsed so quickly." Luo Qiu smiled and opened the envelope at the same time.

The maid just smiled. She had actually finished rinsing earlier, but she just chose this time to come... She knew her master would like this time.

Inside was a photo that had just been developed, black and white. In the photo, the bride is holding flowers in her hands and smiling so brightly.

Luo Qiu placed the photo on Old Feng's palm, stood up, and said softly: "Then... thank you for coming, guest."

It's midnight and everything is quiet. (To be continued.)