A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 426 The Bride Goes Mad

"You're meddling too much. You should just think about what to do next." This is the reason why Fang Yifan didn't want to break up.

Fang Yifan's breakup with his girlfriend was not complicated. It was simply that he could no longer play together. Most art students came from well-off families. Basically, the higher the level of the college, the better the family conditions.

Without worries about food and drink, one naturally feels spiritually empty. Her girlfriend wants to travel all over the world, take photos, check in and taste delicious food, while Fang Yifan is determined to find a summer job.

So the two of them broke up after the holiday. Later, the other party met a new friend while traveling, so they not only broke up in terms of space, but also broke up completely in terms of feelings.

"You two are classmates, right? It would be so embarrassing if you broke up," said Chen Jinnian.

"Aren't you and Wang Yidi classmates?"

"How can it be the same? We have met both sides' parents."

What Chen Jinnian meant was that he and Wang Yidi were working towards the ultimate goal, rather than a relationship that could end in an instant under the influence of surging hormones.

"Don't make me angry."

Fang Yifan didn't feel any strange emotions after the breakup, but Chen Jinnian's few words made him feel even more sad and desolate.

Chen Jinnian smiled and put his hand on Fang Yifan's shoulder. "Who's mad at you? Nothing goes without something new. You two started out so strangely, just like Lin... who acted on impulse."

He omitted Lin Lei'er's name halfway through his words. The other party is now very autistic, and has successfully upgraded his mentality from "I owe the world" to "the world owes me".

Not to mention Chen Jinnian sending a message to notify the other party to come over, even Fang Yifan couldn't get Lin Lei'er out when he went to the school to look for him.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you two done whispering?" Pan Shuai said with a frown. He was still worried about how to get in, but the two groomsmen behind him were chatting enthusiastically and didn't take it to heart at all.

"Teacher, you are now a fish on the chopping block. The more you flutter, the happier we are. We are all thinking about how to cut you into pieces and share a piece of your meat with us."

Chen Jinnian gestured to everyone present to retreat, "Let's take a few steps back and talk in the stairwell."

After hearing this, Pan Shuai looked towards the door reluctantly, but there was no way in, so he had no choice but to leave with the flowers in his hands.

"If it really doesn't work, let's pay the money first." Pan Shuai took out his mobile phone and checked the time. There was a traffic jam when they came, which made them much later than expected. Now they were turned away, and all the scheduled time was delayed.

"Old Pan, why are you panicking?" Chen Jinnian advised.

"Nonsense, today is my wedding day. I was so nervous I didn't sleep all night. When you guys came this morning, I just fell asleep on the sofa."

Pan Shuai felt his heart was beating at a rate of 100. He had never been so nervous when Chen Jinnian and others took the college entrance examination last year.

"You can't just accept whatever they say. You haven't even gotten married yet, and those relatives are already asking you for money. Once you marry your sister-in-law, they'll bully your family to death. Don't forget, you're a teacher, and your sister and brother-in-law are doctors. If you give in today, wouldn't that be like telling those people that your family will cover all the expenses for the children's schooling and the elderly's medical care in the future?"

If you are poor in a busy city, no one will care about you; if you are rich in a remote mountain area, you will have distant relatives. Chen Jinnian firmly believes that the obstacles formed by the aunts and uncles are definitely targeted, and there are still many things he wants in the future.

They ask for money before you get in, and once you get in, the conditions they ask for are definitely more stringent than just money.

"Teacher, I am on Chen Jinnian's side, we must not give it to him." Fang Yifan expressed his attitude positively and rarely stood on the same front with Chen Jinnian.

Chen Jinnian understood the truth, and Pan Shuai couldn't possibly not understand it, but today he had already entered the game and had no choice.

"Fang Yifan, you and Lao Pan go down first. I'll be waiting upstairs. As long as we don't rush, they will be the ones who are anxious."

After he finished speaking, he took the camera from the cameraman's hand and wanted to observe the situation from it.

"Do you want to go all out and ask Ji Yangyang to move the entire fleet away?" Fang Yifan added.

"Okay, but hide the lead car."

"You mean your Maybach? No problem. Jiang Lin hasn't gotten out of the car since he touched the steering wheel. I'll call him and ask him to drive the car away and find another place."

Chen Jinnian and Fang Yifan whispered for a while and then finalized everything.

Pan Shuai was too nervous to come up with any idea, so he just let the two of them do whatever they wanted. Anyway, he and Fang Shiya had already obtained their marriage certificate, and the worst result was that the wedding ceremony at noon would be delayed.

If that were the case, Fang Shiya would hate those relatives to death.

When everyone started to move, as expected, everyone in the room panicked. At first, the people standing at the peephole could not see the groom who was coming to pick up the bride.

Although it was a bit unexpected at this time, Fang Shiya's relatives still firmly believed that the other party was playing tricks and wanted to trick them into opening the door.

However, when they saw the parked convoy driving away one after another, those relatives were really annoyed.

It was a big deal, a really big deal. For a mere 27,000 yuan entrance fee, the groom really ran away.

Melodiously soothing music was playing in the bedroom, but Fang Shiya was already getting a little impatient. After hearing the commotion outside, she became even more restless.

"What's going on? Isn't Pan Shuai already here? Why hasn't he come in yet?"

The cameraman and makeup artist were also confused. They were paid by the job, and they couldn't go off work without Pan Shuai coming.

With doubts in her heart, the makeup artist wanted to go out and take a look, but as soon as she opened the bedroom door, she was blocked by relatives outside.

Fang Shiya immediately knew something was wrong, "Where's your phone? Give it to me."

Bridesmaid An Ran hurried to help look for her and handed Fang Shiya's phone over before the relatives arrived.

After opening her phone and quickly browsing the messages, Fang Shiya flew into a rage and stood up from the bed angrily, "An Ran, hand me the shoes, let's go."

"No, that's against the rules."

"These are all traditions left by the elders. How can a bride go out on her own?"

"That's right, listen to my aunt. Let's not get married. I'll introduce you to someone better later."

"Yeah, if the groom is not sincere, then why are we getting married?"

"We don't want this kind of person. Three-legged frogs are hard to find, but two-legged men are not uncommon."

The relatives rushed over, trying to persuade her to stop, but Fang Shiya immediately lost her temper, "Don't touch me, what does my marriage have to do with you? Who gave you the right to ask for money?"

"We are all relatives, how can I harm you?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Fang Shiya glanced at the relatives in front of her coldly. In fact, she was not familiar with most of them. Instead of believing what they said, she might as well believe the dog on the roadside. A dog knows to wag its tail when it gets food.

Fang Shiya put on her shoes, took her handbag, and walked out of the bedroom with the bridesmaids.

The cameraman who was following him stopped filming silently. He felt that it was useless if he continued recording. He couldn't edit the footage into a VCR and play it at the ceremony later.