Chapter 494 It turned out to be Chen Xiaoyou, really a rare guest!

Song Meiling wears a silver cheongsam, and the white Qiao Qisha is pinned with a small branch of orange flowers. She wears a small crown made of buds, holds a bouquet of pink and snow-white roses in her hand, and two lovely boys and girls behind her.

The whole scene is a typical combination of China and the West. Chen Jiaju is envious. I'm afraid that such a scene is really the dream of every new couple.

The process of the wedding was much faster. After all the guests bowed to Mr. Zhongshan's portrait three times, they began to ask for the couple's wedding.

Chen Jiaju heard what others said clearly that today's marriage begator was actually the famous Cai Yuanpei!

After Cai Yuanpei Yang finished reading the marriage testimony, the host and the marriager used the seal in turn. The couple bowed to each other, and the couple bowed to the host, the witness and the guests. Finally, in a melodious sound of music, the wedding ceremony was announced.

Chen Jiaju is a little disappointed. Is it over? Well, compared with the luxurious wedding celebrations of later generations, this seems to be too pediatric!

At the end of the celebration, a large number of guests who came to watch the ceremony began to leave one after another, and Chen Jiaju and his party were also ready to leave.

"Daddy! Daddy!" A charming voice sounded behind the people of Chen Jiaju.

"Anci, slow down! Don't you go to the new house with the motorcade? Guo Biao lovingly wiped the sweat on Guo Anci's forehead, who was still a little excited.

"Well, Dad, Brother Song Ziwen just asked me to bring you a message. He wants to get to know Jiaju's brother..." Anci was obviously a little puzzled that Chen Jiaju was so valued by the Song family, and his beautiful eyes floated to this predestined little brother from time to time.

"Oh?" Not only Chen Jiaju himself was inexplicably flattered, but also other people were a little puzzled.

"Ha ha, it seems that Jiaju has really become a popular. The Song family has not forgotten to make an appointment with you at such a busy time. It's really good intentions!" Rong Zong's respectful tone was full of ridiculing.

"Okay, Brother Rong, don't be sour. Maybe it's really a good thing that Jiaju can be like by them like this? Guo Le stared at Rong Zongjing. The old man spoke like a child and didn't even have a door handle.

"In fact, I have guessed the reason why they treat me differently..." Chen Jiaju shook his head with a smile to stop Rong Zongjing and others from asking: "Now I'm not sure. Let's talk about it after I see them!"

"Anci, what did your brother Ziwen say about time?" Guo Le asked.

"At eight o'clock tonight, it's in Song Zhai!" An Ci also looked at Chen Jiaju with envy. As a frequent visit to Song Mansion, she obviously knew what it meant when Chen Jiaju was invited during this period.

"Then let everything be revealed after I've been there!" Chen Jiaju said with a little spark in his eyes, "I guess it should be a good thing, at most it's a good thing with a slight bleeding!"

When Chen Jiaju appeared in front of Song Zhai, it was already the beginning of the lantern. There were rows of cars parked in front of Song Zhai, which showed that the guests who came to visit the popular owner's house were noble.

He took out the invitation he carried with him and reported his name. Chen Jiaju stood outside the gate and looked at the grass and trees inside and outside the door of the legendary Song family mansion in the history of modern China.

The area of Song's house is not small. It is a typical Jiangnan courtyard layout and a symmetrical architectural layout. Looking from the gate, a three-storey villa-type building stands there. The courtyard is green and green, and rows of cypresses are very straight, giving people a sense of awe. .

At this time, Song's house was very lively, and there were faintly bursts of cheerful music from the big house. The second floor of the shadow seemed to be holding a dance party. Chen Jiaju thought badly. It is said that Mr. Jiang is an orthodox old-fashioned person, but this newly married little wife is a new woman who grew up in the United States. On such a noisy night, it seems that Mr. Jiang can suffer.

The outside of Song's house was full of all kinds of security personnel, but obviously to take care of the mood of the Song family, no one in uniform appeared. A large number of casual clothes are swaying back and forth outside Song's house. The three-step, one post, five-step and one-step alert is really very comprehensive.

"Mr. Chen Jiaju? The eldest son, please!" A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper quietly appeared in front of Chen Jiaju and bent down politely.

Chen Jiaju nodded silently and followed the person into the courtyard.

The middle-aged man did not take Chen Jiaju to the noisy villa building, but went straight to another small red building behind the lawn. Chen Jiaju is not surprised. This is normal. If you equate yourself with those ordinary guests, the Song family will not be the Song family!

The Little Red Building is self-contained, and the tall rows of locust trees next to it naturally isolate the noise outside the courtyard. When Chen Jiaju came to the Little Red Mansion, he suddenly found that there were alert people around the Little Red Building from time to time. He understood that he must face more than the eldest son of the Song family tonight.

Chen Jiaju, who entered the lobby on the first floor of Xiaohong Building, saw a handsome young man of medium height. Just looking at this person's extraordinary clothes, he guessed that this person was Song Ziwen?

"Welcome, welcome!" The young man held Chen Jiaju's big hand with a smile.

"My son Song Ziwen, it's really glorious for Mr. Chen to come to his humble house! Welcome!" The folds on Song Ziwen's face were about to laugh.

Chen Jiaju arched his hand and said, "It's really an honor to receive Mr. Song's invitation from Mr. Chen Jiaju! Congratulations to your sister and the whole family!"

"Okay, come on, inside, please!" The smile on Song Ziwen's face was even stronger, and he waved his hand to invite Chen Jiaju into the living room.

Turning through a long aisle, the spacious living room immediately came into view. Unexpectedly, Chen Jiaju had settled several people in the living room.

A medium-sized short-haired middle-aged man turned his head and saw Chen Jiaju entering the living room under the guidance of Song Ziwen. He smiled happily and whispered, "It turned out to be Chen Xiaoyou!" I said, why is Ziwen so laborious? He is indeed a distinguished guest!"

Chen Jiaju took a few steps forward, bowed gently and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Jiang, boy Chen Jiaju is meeting you again!"

As the happy groom today, Jiang Zhongzheng is naturally in a good mood. He took the initiative to stand up and shook hands with Chen Jiaju and said, "Today is my great day. I'm very happy that you can come! Come on, sit down!"

Miss Song San next to

, oh, no, it should be called Mrs. Jiang now! When Mrs. Jiang saw the young man in Nanyang who had been looked down by herself, she felt a little strange in her heart.