mutingtingYou didn't even look.
A few grand wedding dresses are placed at the glass front desk, a few white counters are placed with a few accessories, and there are several places in the center for guests to rest. The main colors in the store are all changed to refreshing warm colors, which moisturizes the heart. It seems that the big boss here has a good idea for his own store.
fanchengchengThat's so great.
Still such a perfunctory answer.
Here, it should be a promise to her, but in the end he broke his promise and took her into the hall, how ironic.
Moreover, the father will not let his son marry a woman who has been in prison as the Fan family's daughter-in-law. For her, it is inevitable that she will not be ridiculed and insulted by relatives from all walks of life when she enters the door.
Giving up is not bad for her.
Mu Tingting bit her pink lip. Since he didn't want to talk much now, there was no need to force him.
mutingtingThen I'll go inside to pick out a wedding dress, Ah Cheng, you can just turn around here and have a look.
Mu Tingting let go of her arm, walked gracefully into the private room inside, and disappeared into Fan Chengcheng's sight. He sat down on the chair without energy.
His face is much haggard...
Lifting his hand to pick up a cup of steaming coffee, his lips gently pursed the rim of the cup, sucking a little bitter taste, and looking at the desolate autumn scenery outside from the window, as if everything went back to the autumn of that year.
Wei Yimo and he met in high school.
I thought that after the exam, my high school classmates would run southeast and leave one after another, but he accompanied her to the same university. To be precise, in the fall of that year, he turned around.
When the teacher stood at the podium and said that there would be new classmates, the eyes of the class were focused on the door, and she bowed her head and listed a bunch of mathematical equations on the draft book.
Under everyone's exclamation, Fan Chengcheng, a high-looking person like Fan Chengcheng, walked into the class, didn't look at others, and walked straight to where she was. At that time, she was single-mindedly calculating difficult formulas, and didn't care about his approach.
When Fan Chengcheng's slender fingers rhythmically tapped on the table to attract her attention, she was annoyed because her thoughts were suddenly interrupted. She raised her head irritably and was stunned when she saw Fan Chengcheng's familiar face..
"Why you?"
Obviously, she was surprised. To be precise, she didn't expect it. She always thought that an excellent and willing person like Fan Chengcheng should go abroad to develop.
I vaguely remember that at that time...
With everyone stunned,
His answer to her was: "I still want to be at the same table as you."
Often thinking of Wei Yimo's surprised expression, Fan Chengcheng would unconsciously raise the corners of his lips and seriously miss these memories stored in his mind.
He held his face and smiled.
mutingtingAh Cheng, how about this one?
Mu Tingting, who suddenly came from the private room, broke all his memories. Fan Chengcheng pulled out the chair and stood up. When he turned around, he saw Mu Tingting in a grand wedding dress.
The delicate collarbone is exposed, a perfect line wraps her proud chest, and her slender waist is surrounded by a white silk ribbon with small diamonds at the tail.
The grand skirt was surrounded by layers of white yarn, with the artist embroidered with vague pink petals, and the traces of meteors that seemed to be about to pass away...
