A Good Play

"Heh." Huang Yiyi sniggered, her tone full of sarcasm and contempt. "You want to set up a memorial archway in front of a bitch?"

Jiang Siyan's expression turned sullen, with a hint of displeasure, his tone turned heavy, "That's enough!"

When Huang Yiyi saw that Jiang Siyan was angry, although she was not convinced deep down, she still shuddered and stopped talking.

After all, Jiang Siyan's current identity was not as simple as being a movie emperor.

The wedding ceremony would start soon.

Ji Mengyao was wearing a white wedding dress, and the smile on her face couldn't be concealed. Moreover, she didn't want to hide it.

After today, she would be the mistress of Ji Family.

Halfway through the wedding ceremony, the host suddenly said, "Alright, next, let's invite Mr. Ji Minhuai's only son, Young Master Ji Ji Wanzhou, to speak."

The language used by the host is very accurate, only son.