I go north, you go south

Ling Bei is in a "bad" state that is not surprising.

"Just right, I'm here today to represent my son, who is not very good at pleasing girls, to arrange the future affairs for you."

I saw Fang Jiaming took out the tablet from the handbag beside him.

"Wedding dress, wedding." She dug out the information she had prepared from the tablet.

Then he handed it directly to Nan Zishu.

He didn't even show politeness to Ling Bei.

"Shu Shu, you choose." Fang Jiaming smiled and pointed to the screen: "I have carefully selected all the wedding dresses. The wedding dresses are all high-end, but as long as you choose them here, I will immediately arrange for someone to prepare them. Let's You can try it slowly."

"Don't get entangled, just tell me if you like it, even if you don't wear it formally, it's okay to put it at home."

Looking at Fang Jiaming's expectant face, Nan Zishu took the tablet flattered.

As a result, after only a few swipes, the hand subconsciously began to lose control: These are too, luxurious, expensive, right!

As a professional designer, although I haven't designed a complete set of wedding dresses, the styles in front of me, whether in terms of craftsmanship, styling, or just the corresponding accessories, are at least the works of the top design team .

As for the price, even if it wasn't marked on it, Nan Zishu could easily guess the rather "brilliant" number.

Seeing Nan Zishu's gradually "shaking" hands, Fang Jiaming immediately understood her thoughts.

So she took the tablet from Nan Zishu's hand again: "Shu Shu, don't choose either."

"Ah?" Nan Zishu was a little confused by Fang Jiaming's sudden action.

But just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw her mother-in-law wave her hand: "I'll have them send them all over tomorrow."

"You can choose what you like for photoshoots and weddings, and keep the rest at home, or improve it, and use it for daily parties and ceremonies."

Fang Jiaming seemed to be very satisfied with his arrangement, and he swiped the screen to start the next session.

"Shu Shu, come and see, what kind of wedding do you like?"

After the "shock" just now, Nan Zishu was a little cautious when he took the tablet again.

Sure enough, before reading two pages, her mind exploded.

Emmm asked, do you have any impression of the billionaire wedding that married into a wealthy family in the film and television drama?
In the past two days, Nan Zishu has been thinking about this exaggeratedly.But now it seems that it is still too reserved.

"No, Aunt"

Nan Zishu flipped through a few pages, then hesitated, and chose to put the tablet aside first.

"If we hold a wedding like this." She frowned, and her tone was inexplicably solemn: "Then we have to announce our relationship to foreign officials?"

Fang Jiaming couldn't help being taken aback.

Then she turned her head to look at Ling Bei who had been drinking tea and didn't ask any more questions with a serious face.

"Don't tell me you haven't figured out how to make an official announcement, have you?"

Fang Jiaming's tone was actually mixed with some sullenness.

"Everything is ready." However, Ling Bei was not affected by his mother's coercion, and answered calmly and firmly: "I just wait for Shu Shu's consent."

Only then did Fang Jiaming understand what the problem was.She quickly grabbed Nan Zishu's hand and said seriously, "Shushu, don't you want to make an official announcement?"

"Aunt, that"

Nan Zishu took a deep breath, and said as if he had made up his mind: "I don't want to make an official announcement yet."