"What a pity, such a pity," Zhao’s mother kept shaking her head and sighing.
Zhao Jingrong smiled and said, "It’s not really a pity. Although Ni Yang is beautiful, she’s quite brainless, at best just a pretty fool, isn’t a pretty fool and a wastrel a perfect match?"
In Zhao Jingrong’s eyes, apart from being a bit good-looking, Ni Yang really had no other merits.
"True," Zhao’s mother continued, "My daughter’s the one with good vision, always looking ahead."
Zhao Jingrong smiled.
In recent days, Beijing, originally calm, suddenly saw numerous luxury cars from out of town.
The license plates had all 1s, all 0s, all 8s... The appearance of these cars attracted significant media journalist attention.
You could tell by the license plates that the cars’ owners had extraordinary identities, any one of them could make Beijing tremble with a stomp.
So many bigwigs gathering in Beijing, is something significant about to happen here?
Is a major change imminent?
For a while, there was a lot of gossip.
At the Mo Family’s dining table.
Xiu Jiao mentioned this, "Mom, Dad, did you know? Many important people have come to Beijing in the past few days! I heard even the bigwigs from F Country are here!"
Old Mrs. Mo had always been indifferent to such matters.
Old Mr. Mo put down his chopsticks, looking worried, "I’ve heard too, I always felt that having so many big shots appearing in Beijing isn’t a good sign. Yesterday, they even sealed off several main roads around West Street. Do you think this will affect Old Six’s wedding?"
If they seal the roads on Mo Qishen’s wedding day, won’t that be a joke?
The wedding car cannot take a U-turn, which is a big taboo for wealthy families.
Xiu Jiao frowned, "Exactly, and with Old Six’s wedding in just a few days, why couldn’t these big shots come earlier or later, why now?"
Hearing that the wedding might be delayed, Old Mrs. Mo also became anxious, "How can it affect Old Six’s wedding! How big are these big shots?"
Old Mr. Mo said, "So big that you usually only see them in the news and newspapers."
"Oh my goodness!" Old Mrs. Mo covered her mouth.
Old Mr. Mo turned to Zhao Jingrong, "Jingrong, your family is always well-informed, have you heard what brings these big shots here? Will it affect your Uncle Six’s wedding?"
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