After the fiancée ran away from the marriage, her sister wore a wedding dress

Chapter 111 Becoming the Hostess Here

Chapter 111 Becoming the Hostess Here
After hearing Lan Siyue's words, Lan Yuan said:
"Since you don't wear it anymore, it doesn't matter whether you put it in the bedroom or let your mom keep it.

What? Are you afraid your mom will lose it?

Don't worry, when we come back, we'll ask your mother to return it to you. It won't be lost."

"This……"

Lan Siyue looked hesitant.

Of course, she was not afraid of losing the necklace, but wanted to carry it secretly.

Zhao Xiumei looked at Lan Siyue and said to Lan Yuan:

"Old Lan, forget it. She can't live without it. Just let her put it back in the bedroom. There's no need for me to keep it."

"You should keep it, it's safer."

Lan Yuan shook his head and said to Lan Siyue:

"Isn't it just to ask your mother to keep the necklace for you? Why are you so hesitant?"

Originally, he was just a little worried that something unexpected might happen, but Lan Siyue's hesitation made him wonder:
It's just a necklace, and I've already agreed not to wear it, so why are you so hesitant when it comes to keeping it for her...

When Lan Siyue heard Lan Yuan's words, she was afraid that if the stalemate continued, her idea of secretly wearing the necklace would be discovered, so she had no choice but to give the necklace to Zhao Xiumei.

"Mom, you have to keep it for me."

Lan Siyue looked at Zhao Xiumei and said with a pout.

"Don't worry, Mom will keep it safe for you and return it to you when we come back."

Zhao Xiumei smiled and patted Lan Siyue's hand, then spoke.

Lan Yuan watched Lan Siyue hand over the necklace without saying anything else.

Afterwards, Zhao Xiumei took the necklace, returned to the bedroom and put it away.

"Let's go."

After putting the necklace away, Zhao Xiumei came to the living room, took Lan Siyue's hand, and spoke with a smile.

"Ok!"

Lan Siyue nodded slightly.

.........

en route.

The driver was driving the car, and Lan Yuan, Zhao Xiumei, and Lan Siyue were sitting in the back seat.

Lan Siyue sat on the right side, looking at the scene outside the car window. As she got closer and closer to Chen Mo's house, she felt happy but also a little nervous.

She really wanted to see Chen Mo and also wanted Chen Mo to forgive her.

"Mom, Chen Mo will forgive me."

Lan Siyue turned to look at Zhao Xiumei and asked.

"This……"

Zhao Xiumei was embarrassed when she heard Lan Siyue's words and said:
“Siyue, I’m afraid it will be hard for Xiaomo to forgive you.

So don't think that if you apologize and ask for forgiveness, he will definitely forgive you.

If Xiao Mo doesn't forgive you, we can't force him to do so.

We don’t necessarily ask for forgiveness, the most important thing is that you have to admit your mistakes and apologize for what you did…”

Of course, Zhao Xiumei wanted Lan Siyue to ask Chen Mo for forgiveness.

But she also knew in her heart that her daughter's hope of being forgiven was not very great.

If you can get forgiveness, everyone will be happy.

But if you don't get forgiveness, at least you should express your attitude of admitting your mistake.

“Your mom is right, the important thing is to have an attitude.

Not everything can be forgiven.

But whether you can be forgiven or not, an apology is necessary.”

Lan Yuan spoke up in agreement.

When Lan Siyue heard what her parents said, she lowered her head and said nothing.

Lan Yuan and Zhao Xiumei will not force Chen Mo to forgive Lan Siyue.

But Lan Siyue herself didn't think so. If she wanted to win Chen Mo back, she had to make Chen Mo forgive her first.

Lan Siyue clenched her fists and thought to herself:

I must make Chen Mo forgive me and I want to get him back.

.........

Shuitianyun Palace.

In front of the villa's gate.

The car that Lan Siyue was riding in stopped steadily at the gate.

Lan Siyue looked at the wedding villa in front of her with a complicated look. This... was supposed to be her and Chen Mo's wedding house.

But the hostess here now is not herself.

If I hadn't run away from my marriage, I would be living here now.

If it weren't for Xiao Yang, I would have lived happily with Chen Mo.

Just like the dreams I had.

She and Chen Mo would have a child.

Myself and my child will stick to Chen Mo every day...

There will be a lot of laughter and joy here, both by yourself and your children.

"Siyue, Siyue..."

Zhao Xiumei and Lan Yuan got out of the car, looked at Lan Siyue who was sitting in the car in a daze, and shouted.

Lan Siyue's thoughts were pulled back to reality. She looked at Lan Yuan and Zhao Xiumei and asked blankly:
"Mom and Dad, what's wrong?"

"Get out of the car."

Zhao Xiumei said with a smile.

"Oh!"

Lan Siyue reacted, opened the car door and got out.

Lan Yuan and Zhao Xiumei walked up to her.

"What's wrong? Are you nervous?"

Zhao Xiumei held Lan Siyue's hand and asked.

"No."

Lan Siyue shook her head, looked at the door with a solemn expression, and thought secretly in her heart:

Chen Mo, you are mine. You always were and you will be mine forever. I will take you back in a moment.

This villa is our wedding house, and I want to be the hostess here.

"Are you really not nervous? Your hands are sweating."

Zhao Xiumei looked at Lan Siyue, felt the wetness on her palms, and spoke.

After hearing her words, Lan Siyue quickly pulled her hand away, opened her bag, took out a tissue and wiped the sweat from her palms.

Then she took out a small mirror and looked at her face.

During this period, she has been living at home, has no worries about food and drink, and regularly takes care of her skin.

Now, she has turned back into the glamorous Lan Siyue she once was.

After making sure that she was in good condition, Lan Siyue took back the mirror.

"Dingling bell~"

The three of them walked to the door and Lan Yuan rang the doorbell.

Lan Siyue's heart couldn't help but beat faster as she listened to the clear and melodious doorbell.

While waiting, she felt as if every second seemed like a year.

Finally, the door was opened.

"List……"

Tears welled up in Lan Siyue's eyes, and she immediately shouted out the name "Chen Mo" excitedly. But after seeing who it was, she froze for a moment and stammered:

"Uncle Chen."

The person who opened the door was Chen Zhiming, not Chen Mo.

Chen Zhiming looked at Lan Siyue and ignored her. He just said to Lan Yuan and Zhao Xiumei:
"Here we are. There is no traffic jam on the road."

"No."

Lan Yuan responded with a smile.

"Well, then... come in."

Chen Zhiming nodded and spoke.

Afterwards, Lan Yuan and Zhao Xiumei followed Chen Zhiming into the room, while Lan Siyue followed behind with her head down like a little child.

Lan Siyue was very happy to enter the wedding room that once belonged to her again.

But she suppressed her happiness, and walked carefully, following closely.

Chen Zhiming, Lan Yuan and Zhao Xiumei were walking in front, chatting idly.

He knew Lan Siyue came to apologize.