After my divorce, I started to have good luck

Chapter 1222 640: A Contest of Beauty (Part 2)

"Why go over there?" Chen Feng asked, already knowing the answer.Cheng Yuhuan laughed, "Aren't you and Mengyao together now? If you don't go greet her, what if she gets upset?"

Chen Feng replied casually, "She doesn't get upset that easily."

Cheng Yuhuan squinted her eyes slightly, "So, you really are with Mengyao now?"

Chen Feng glanced at her, neither confirming nor denying.

Just as Cheng Yuhuan was about to ask more, Guo Mengyao spotted them from a distance. Especially seeing Cheng Yuhuan deliberately standing close to Chen Feng as they talked. Naturally, she couldn't bother with small talk with the classmates surrounding her and headed straight toward them, calling out loudly, "Yuhuan, you're here early! When did you arrive?"

Cheng Yuhuan couldn't pretend not to hear and immediately turned around with a smile to greet Guo Mengyao, "I just got here too. You're a bit late today."

Guo Mengyao explained, "Couldn't help it, tons of work at the company. I rushed over right after handling some tasks."

"Being such a career woman is exhausting. You might as well do what I did and find an honest and reliable husband to marry."

Guo Mengyao chuckled and shook her head, "That's not something I can pull off."

Cheng Yuhuan found this response a bit odd, sensing there was more behind her words.

"Chen Feng, when did you arrive?"

Guo Mengyao quickly turned her attention to Chen Feng, starting a conversation with him.

"I came over early in the morning, playing chauffeur to pick up people, made two trips."

Chen Feng chatted with her just as casually.

"That's quite a task," Guo Mengyao laughed with a hint of schadenfreude.

Cheng Yuhuan interjected, "Good thing you're not a groomsman, or you'd be even busier. By the way, given your relationship with Qin Zhen, why aren't you his groomsman? Afraid of the hassle?"

Chen Feng replied straightforwardly, "I just got divorced last year, being a groomsman for him wouldn't be lucky."

Cheng Yuhuan frowned, "Is there really such a superstition?"

Yang Jiayu chimed in immediately, "There is, especially for the older generation. The best man helping with the picking up of the bride should be unmarried."

The other classmates around them voiced their agreement.

As they were being lively, six bright red Audi wedding cars drove in line into the community, adorned with exquisite decorations.

By now, many guests had already arrived for the wedding banquet, and the street on both sides was packed with people. As the six identical wedding cars drove in, everyone gathered around to watch the commotion.

Before long, Qin Zhen, wearing traditional Chinese wedding attire, came down from upstairs with three groomsmen in matching suits following him.

He was going to pick up the bride. Normally, if the bride's family lived close by, they would directly go to her house. But since Pei Lei's family is in Sichuan Province, they could only head to Yujing Hotel.

Earlier when Chen Feng was picking up people, Pei Lei had already gone to Yujing Hotel in advance to wait.

The formality of picking up the bride still needed to be observed.

Under the watchful gaze of the many guests, Qin Zhen smiled broadly, nodding and greeting people around as he made his way to the wedding car. Amidst the loud popping of firecrackers and applause, the six wedding cars smoothly turned around and drove out of the community.

Chen Feng checked the time; it was almost twelve. Picking up the bride and returning would mean the banquet would likely start around twelve-thirty.

After the wedding cars left, the guests gathered in small groups, chatting away.

"Chen Feng, I heard that you were the one who introduced Qin Zhen to his wife. Is that true?"

Cheng Yuhuan approached Chen Feng again with a question.

Chen Feng immediately shook his head, "That's not true. Qin Zhen and I bumped into her coincidentally during a trip to Europe, and that's how they met. I didn't introduce them."

Cheng Yuhuan asked, "Was the trip to Europe your idea?"

"That was," he replied.

"Then there you go. If you hadn't suggested that trip, they would never have met."

If you look at it that way, Chen Feng does seem to be their matchmaker.

"I wouldn't say that," said Guo Mengyao, interrupting, "Their meeting was destined. With or without Chen Feng, they would have met and fallen in love eventually."

Cheng Yuhuan laughed, "Eventually? Like in ten years?"

Guo Mengyao rolled her eyes at her, "Just sparring with me, aren't you?"

"You're the one sparring with me," Cheng Yuhuan responded, then leaned in close to Guo Mengyao with a mischievous smile, whispering, "What? Jealous? Afraid I'll steal your man?"

"Of course not," Guo Mengyao frowned in denial.

Cheng Yuhuan continued to whisper, "Don't worry, I'm just curious about him, not interested. You should be worried about Zhao Zixuan. From our conversations, I could tell she had a crush on Chen Feng back in the day. Maybe she's been secretly into him all this time, which is why she traveled so far to come this time."

Guo Mengyao frowned again, "Are you sure about this?"

Cheng Yuhuan smiled, "You'll know soon enough when she comes over."

Speak of the devil, just as she finished her sentence, a few cars drove up and parked in an open area not far from them.

Then, as the car doors opened, several people got out, and among them was a stunningly beautiful woman who immediately caught everyone's eye.

With long, straight hair, jade-like fair skin, and a face as elegant as the autumn moon, she wore a chiffon blouse, straight-leg jeans, and white sneakers. Her outfit was simple yet, on her, exuded natural elegance.

Her nearly five-foot-seven height and graceful demeanor, along with her genteel aura, drew everyone's attention.

As Chen Feng wondered if this beauty was Zhao Zixuan, Cheng Yuhuan waved to her and called out, "Zixuan, over here."

It was indeed Zhao Zixuan. Her current image, aura, and appearance were completely different from how Chen Feng remembered her in high school, like two different people entirely.

Zhao Zixuan saw Cheng Yuhuan, smiled brightly, and walked over to them with long strides, bringing along the classmates who had gotten out of the car with her.

"Yuhuan, long time no see. You're as beautiful as ever."

Leading the group and speaking first to Yuhuan was their high school class president, Zhou Binhui, who stood over six feet tall, with a solid build, glasses, and a gentle, handsome demeanor.

"Class President, you're as handsome as ever," Cheng Yuhuan responded with a smile.

"President Guo, you're as charming as always. Is your company hiring? I could switch over."

Zhou Binhui greeted Guo Mengyao next.

Guo Mengyao laughed, "We are. We need a strong guard at the entrance. How about you?"

"Sure, pay me fifty thousand a month, and I'll start right away."

"I can't afford that," she joked.

"Hahaha..."

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