Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

"Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Holding the bouquet in his hand, Fu Yixing said with a smile, and hurriedly walked towards the villa.

Sylvia knew that the welcoming team was coming, so she hurriedly closed the door of the room excitedly.

Lu Qianle and Pei Moxue lay on the door and listened to the movement outside.

Sylvia looked back at her masterpiece and clapped her hands in satisfaction.

It is not so easy to marry her sister.

"Open the door."

Fu Yiche knocked on the door.

"Here we come, what shall we do?"

Pei Moxue was very nervous, she turned her head and asked Sylvia who was standing behind them.

"Ask them for a red envelope, otherwise they won't be allowed in."

Sylvia snorted coldly, "And you must get a big red envelope to come in."

"it is good."

Pei Moxue immediately cooperated, and quickly stuffed more than a dozen red envelopes outside the door, and knew that they were all big red envelopes without opening them.

"What should we do now?"

The big red envelope is also accepted, shouldn't it be time to let people in?

Sylvia touched her chin, walked to the door, "Fu Yixing, do you love our family Wanwan?"

"Love, love very much."

A familiar deep voice came from outside the door, Sylvia nodded in satisfaction, seeing that it was getting late, she asked Pei Moxue and Lu Qianle to open the door.

Don't think it's that easy, the fun is just beginning.

Fu Yixing's slender and tall figure came in, his eyes fell on the sofa in the room, his eyes darkened.

Sylvia and the three secretly laughed.

When Jiang Yucheng walked in, his eyes fell on Sylvia Sylvia, with doting eyes.

You don't need to guess to know that the room must be Sylvia's masterpiece.

Lan Tingsheng, Fu Yiche followed closely behind, and was startled when he saw the scene in the room.

In the huge room, five brides of similar stature were sitting on the sofa in identical Chinese wedding dresses, each occupying a corner.

"Fuck, Sylvia, what did you do?"

Sylvia took a few steps forward, folded her arms around her chest, and said, "As you wish, there are five brides in the room. Fu Yixing, it's not so easy to marry Wanwan away from my family."

"Sylvia, is there someone as tricky as you?"

Lan Tingsheng snorted coldly, looking back and forth between the five brides, he couldn't tell which one was Lu Wanchu, so how could Fu Yixing marry a wife?

"I'm calling this a prank? I haven't used my means yet. If it's not for Wanwan's sake, I still have a lot to pass."

Sylvia rolled eyes at Lan Tingsheng, and then said to Fu Yixing, "Fu Yixing, didn't you say you love Wanwan? If you want to marry Wanwan, choose from these five brides, you only have one chance."

Fu Yixing's indifferent eyes fell on Sylvia Sylvia.

Sylvia almost retreated, puffed out her chest, and tried hard to tell herself not to back down.

Pei Moxue and Lu Qianle stood aside, secretly smiling, "Brother-in-law, come on."

Holding the bouquet, Fu Yixing took a few steps forward, and his eyes fell on the five brides.

In less than a minute, Fu Yixing walked straight towards the bride in the middle.

Sylvia said quickly, "Fu Yixing, you don't need to think about it? You only have one chance."

The other four brides were found by her after a lot of hard work, and their figures were almost exactly the same as Wan Wan's. Even she couldn't recognize them. Does it really take Fu Yixing to recognize them in less than a minute?

"Need not!"

Fu Yixing stood beside the bride in the middle, with soft phoenix eyes, and lifted the mandarin duck red hijab on the bride's head with both hands.

A beautiful and moving face like the morning glow appeared in front of everyone.

Lu Wanchu looked at Fu Yixing with a shallow smile, her cheeks were blushing, and she was as gorgeous as peaches and plums.