The betrothal gift is 100,000 yuan, what does it mean to give 200,000

In the ward where the two sisters are.

Three people were lying together on a bed, with Chen Yuan sandwiched between Ningning and Yaoyao.

The soft light from the ceiling shone down, illuminating the two sisters' bare pink feet. The clean nails were glossy and reflected the light.

The three of them all looked at the phone Chen Yuan was holding.

They gathered together not to watch some naughty movies, but to study something very serious.

Pointing at the wedding dress on the screen, Jiang Yao's eyes flickered with excitement.

"This one looks great, just like a mermaid's tail, with layers upon layers of shimmering scales. It looks so beautiful."

"It should be due to the lighting effect, otherwise it wouldn't be so flashy, but this one must be very heavy, right? It's not as good as the one I just mentioned, with many white roses on the tutu, which is solemn yet elegant, and the neckline is also designed in a unique way."

"That one is indeed quite nice. The dresses in this bridal shop are quite eye-catching, much better than the last one."

"Agree."

Seeing that the two had reached a consensus, Chen Yuan quickly expressed his opinion.

Just as he told the two sisters just now, they would take wedding photos in Kyoto. He received introductions of several bridal shops and finished wedding photos from his family.

So the three of them started to choose together and discussed which studio to go to for the photo shoot.

At the beginning, Ningning and Yaoyao had different opinions and aesthetic tastes, and Chen Yuan felt very uncomfortable being caught in the middle, not to mention that they would occasionally ask for his opinion.

"There are three more. We'll decide after we look at them all."

“Can we just shoot all of these things we see?”

"No, reservations are required, especially for this one." Chen Yuan replied.

“Ah? What’s the point of picking and choosing? You may not be able to take the photo on the day.” Jiang Yao frowned.

"No, you can take photos on Monday. These are all reserved. VIP numbers have the right to jump the queue. Sister Cha helped me find them. All ten are available."

"I see."

"Thank you for the trouble, uncle. It must not be easy to make reservations with so many hotels." Jiang Ning was a little surprised.

"After all, wedding photos are very important. Whether it's for the wedding or for keeping as a souvenir, they are used in so many places. We try to use the best ones."

"Makes sense."

Jiang Ning and Jiang Yao nodded at the same time. As women, they were very pleased that Chen Yuan could say such words. At least it proved that he was not a pure pig's hoof and his thoughts were very delicate.

Because there are so many men in this world who think that it is just a wedding photo and they don’t need to worry about it. If they don’t take it well in one go, they can just take it again later.

But girls all pay attention to the sense of ritual, especially in love with countless fantasies. It is okay to be dissatisfied with the photo or to make up for it later, but the feeling of longing cannot be felt every time.

If expectations can be met, it is the happiest thing in the world.

Careful Jiang Ning noticed the logo under each picture, which contained the designer's name, country and brand.

"When I was studying abroad, I saw this Italian bridal shop, located on Hillhouse Avenue. Whenever I went to buy flowers with my friends, I would pass by it. Every wedding dress in the huge French window was beautiful. When I was a junior, we once hid from the rain and couldn't resist our curiosity to go in and take a look... Any wedding dress was unimaginably expensive. Also, the store in Milan and the one in France that I just saw are all very famous brands."

"Expensive? How expensive?" Following her sister's words, Jiang Yao asked curiously.

"Probably one piece is about the same as my current salary."

"How much is your salary?"

Faced with Jiang Yao's doubts, she looked at Chen Yuan.

"Not counting the year-end bonus, more than 700,000 per month?"

"Over 700,000 for one piece!?"

Even though she never cared about the price of clothes and had been pampered since childhood, Jiang Yao was still shocked. Her clothes usually cost only a few thousand yuan, and occasionally a piece from a luxury brand cost tens of thousands of yuan. Of course, it didn't count as a high-end dress.

This wedding dress is priced really well!

"It doesn't matter," Chen Yuan suddenly said coldly, "I can afford it even if it's twice as expensive. You can pick whatever you want. I can pay for it as long as it's in the store."

The two sisters looked at him.

"You look quite handsome today, Master." Jiang Yao sighed, holding her little heart.

"A bit overbearing." Jiang Ning couldn't help but say.

"Is this what it feels like to marry into a wealthy family?"

"Look at the wedding dress."

"Pick it hard!"

They united instantly, forgetting the unpleasantness of their previous argument, and immersed themselves in the pleasure of achievement and debauchery.

As for money, if we talk about it from this perspective, Chen Yuan can really say that money is like paper in his eyes.

For ordinary people, the Jiang family's family background is already untouchable, but for the Jiang family, Chen Yuan's family background is the real upper limit of the wealthy family.

There is a saying that goes, the economic base determines the superstructure, and most spiritual abundance must be based on material abundance.

This is very realistic stuff.

The two sisters can completely succumb to their own hearts and enjoy the tyranny of their young master with peace of mind. Who can blame them for having such good vision and meeting such a good boyfriend?

"Wow, this one is actually pretty good. The first one looks so good."

then.

Such a happy and warm scene appeared on the white bed.

Jiang Yao held Chen Yuan's arm, and every time she saw a beautiful wedding dress, she kept shaking his hand, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be shining.

Jiang Ning quietly snuggled up to Chen Yuan, her cheek against his shoulder.

It was warm all around. Chen Yuan was surrounded by the faint fragrance of the two sisters and felt their warmth.

He suddenly felt that life was so happy.

Through these wedding photos, Chen Yuan seemed to have seen the two sisters wearing wedding dresses and smiling at him - what an honor it was that a boy could accompany his two wives to try on wedding dresses, and they were a pair of twins so beautiful that even the passing wind could not help but stop and stay for a while.

Just thinking about that scene, the corners of his mouth were about to stretch to the back of his head.

……

The night was getting darker. We decided on a wedding photography shop, but it took us so long. It was mainly because Ningning and Yaoyao looked around for a long time, and when they were hesitant, they looked around again.

He was able to give advice, help with selection, and maintain enthusiasm during the first reading.
The second time, he just lay there and threw the phone into Jiang Ning's hand, letting the two of them deal with it themselves.

Of course, he wasn't idle either.

The unscrupulous devil's claws kept lingering on the beautiful bodies of the two sisters. Sometimes he hugged Ningning's waist, sometimes he touched her secretly, not to mention the secret joy in his heart.

There were very few times like this. No matter what he did, the two sisters didn't care much and focused on their own things.
Even when he pinched Jiang Ning tentatively just now, the other party just dodged for a moment and did not divert his attention.

"Have you decided yet?"

"Give me another five minutes. I'll have to choose between the two. It's time for the final battle." Jiang Yao's delicate eyes showed a serious look.

The same is true for Ningning.

Of the ten stores, only two remained due to the two sisters' ruthless criticism.

One of them is a 200-year-old Italian store, so famous that it is said that the king and queen wore their dresses before the monarchy was abolished. The other is an internationally renowned store, which is only available in Kyoto and Shanghai. It is a brand founded by a designer in Milan. Although it does not have such a long history, its designs are very outstanding. Jiang Ning and Jiang Yao both said it was ingenious.

"Master, please give me some advice." Jiang Yao turned her head and saw Chen Yuan with a sweet smile on his face.

"Uh...huh?"

"Which store to choose!"

"The one we just saw is pretty good."

"Which one?"

"It's the one that has wedding dresses with the Holy Flame pattern."

"That company has been eliminated. Can you please pay attention to our discussion?"

"I didn't notice..." Chen Yuan avoided her gaze guiltily.

He is so busy that he can't even take care of his two wives, so how can he have time to think about wedding dresses?

And as for the men’s suits, forgive him… I really can’t see any big difference, maybe there are just slight differences in the style.

Jiang Yao was helpless, brainstorming frantically, with wedding dress photos flashing through her mind one after another.

"Okay... I choose..."

"Which one to choose?" Chen Yuan asked urgently.

"Look again!"

"what--"

He simply pulled the quilt over and dived into it.

If you don't make the reservation now, they are still waiting for the reservation information and it's almost 10 o'clock in the evening.

He glanced at the time. It was nine twenty-four.

"It's so hot, can you turn on the air conditioner?"

"I can open the window for you to get some fresh air."

"Oh..." Jiang Yao raised her head and moved her neck. She might have felt an itch on her back, so she reached out to scratch it. However, she spent a long time but couldn't find a satisfactory spot.

This is very uncomfortable.

The weather today was hot and humid, and I sweated a lot.

"Master."

"Well, what happened?"

"Please help me scratch my back. It's so itchy and it's making me feel so uncomfortable."

"where?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan reached a hand under the hem of her T-shirt and searched for the itchy spot on her back.

"A little higher, yes... here, no, a little more to the left, use a little more strength."

"I've worked really hard."

"No way."

Perhaps Chen Yuan had not tickled him to his satisfaction, Jiang Yao always felt that it was a little short of what he wanted, so she asked directly:

"Untie the straps on my back and then tickle me. This is too uncomfortable."

"OK then."

Chen Yuan tried his best not to look at Jiang Ning's gaze and tried to keep calm, because it was just scratching an itch and it was nothing serious. It was a very normal thing.

He climbed his hand upwards, gradually touched the buckle at the back, and then began to slowly unbutton it from top to bottom.

But his movements were somewhat unskilled, resulting in not unbuttoning a single button in the first half minute.

Jiang Yaoqiang tried to be patient and let him untie it, but after enduring for a long time, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"No, why are you so clumsy? Can you do it?"

"How do I solve it?" Chen Yuan coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

"If you buckle it one by one like this, you won't be able to untie it even next year, because the structure of this kind of underwear is elastic, do you understand? You can never open it by pushing it outwards, so it's so firm that you can only push it inwards, and it will open with a push and a pull."

"Oh?" He seemed to understand.

"Do you understand?"

"Half and half."

"Hey... put your hands on it, I'll teach you... yes, push both sides towards the middle, use a little more force, do you feel the buttons unbuttoned?"

"Hey! It seems to have been solved."

"Then let go now."

Following Chen Yuan's actions, the laces were untied smoothly, and Jiang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, enjoying the comfort of being tickled. (End of this chapter)