The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 1 The Heart of a Daughter to be Married

Year [-], August Weiyang, Xia Yuan.

The roses in the Garden of Eden were in full bloom.

The young girl in my family has just grown up, and the flowers and clothes are compatible with each other.

Is it a dream or reality.

The rotating music box keeps turning wonderful notes of joy.

In the sea-blue Swan Castle, there is a swan crystal door curtain hanging on the door frame. A woman in a crimson cheongsam enters the door. Although she is over [-] years old and has mottled wrinkles around her eyes, she does not see the vicissitudes of life on her face, and some of them are noble ladies. The temperament of being alone,

"Tianqing, are you ready?" Wu Nong's soft language belongs to Shanghai's Wuyue Voice.

"Grandma, you're getting better soon." The girl in front of her was slim, with fair skin like suet jade, wearing a bright red wedding gown. Vulgar, with a tall figure of about 1.6 meters [-], exquisite and exquisite, wearing a red dragon and phoenix wedding dress on the body, showing the temperament of everyone's lady, a little face with a little makeup, a tall nose bridge, and a small mouth of Yin Tao because of the faint The lip gloss is crystal clear, and those breathtaking eyes seem to be fascinated at the first sight.Under the makeup artist's simple thrush, her eyebrows were naturally delicate, but it was just the icing on the cake. There was a natural red mole in the center of her eyebrows.

Facing the mirror with yellow decals, the heart of a married daughter, my young girl has just grown up, Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, "Grandma, I'm finally getting better, I've been tossed to death this early in the morning!" The corner of the girl's mouth pulled a bright smile, The upward arc of the corner of the mouth is like a rose flower that blooms brightly in summer, and it is just as the name suggests, summer is sunny, the most brilliant sunny day in summer.

Looking in the princess mirror, the stylist is helping Xia Qing with her hairstyle, "Our Princess Tian Qing is getting more and more beautiful, I hope Tian Qing doesn't blame grandma!"

He Xiuying looked at Xia Qing from behind, Xia Qing turned around and took He Xiuying's hand, and then hugged her: "Grandma, don't say that, I want to thank grandma for choosing such an excellent husband, even though I only met him once , but I know he is good enough, he can match the daughter of the Xia family, grandma, don’t worry, I will not leave you like my mother, I will be happy!” Xia Qing’s words are all about her grandmother, her only Rely on, she knows, grandma's good intentions.

"Grandma will look at Tianqing and be happy. My little princess is about to marry, and she will be someone else's wife in the future. The status and family background of the Leng family can match our summer. I believe that there will be another happy home for you. There There will be your husband, and there will be your children in the future, but remember what grandma said, and don't repeat your mother's mistakes!" He Xiuying sat on the bed and held Xia Qing's hand, and told her solemnly that this well-behaved girl has always been Her granddaughter didn't look like the Xia Zhiyun back then.

"Grandma, it's alright, Tianqing understands!" Xia Qing snuggled into He Xiuying's arms, her little daughter showing her posture, "Sister-in-law Wang, bring me my mahogany box!" He Xiuying said to the old servant beside her.

"Yes, ma'am." Mrs. Wang brought a mahogany box from the outside. The mahogany chain link box has some mottled paint, and it has also undergone changes over time.

"Come on, Tianqing, this is another dowry that grandma gave you!" He Xiuying picked up a set of pure gold ornaments, a phoenix-shaped phoenix hairpin, lightly adorning the black coiled blue silk, and a golden phoenix. It is vividly decorated on the head, finely carved, and elegantly decorated. Although it has passed through the years, it has not lost its luster at all.

The necklace of the phoenix is ​​also matched with the headgear. The golden phoenix and the necklace inlaid with rubies are noble and gorgeous. The white collarbone and the phoenix with wings spread seem to be attached to the skin washed in the summer milk. He Xiuying picked it up Two golden dragon and phoenix bracelets were inserted into Xia Qing's wrist.

"Tianqing, this is a set of dowry that your great-grandfather passed on to me when grandma got married. Our ancestors believed in the phoenix and thought that women are the phoenix among men. Although it is a little old, grandma kept it. After so many years, it hasn’t lost its luster. When your mother got married, I didn’t give it to her. You also know that I didn’t like your father very much in the previous generation. Look, my brain is old and I always say something No, this is a gift from grandma to you!" Looking at the gold ornaments on his hands, body, and head, these gold ornaments that have gone through the changes of the world are still as new, but the age has changed several generations, which can be regarded as A kind of sustenance to witness the historical changes of their family.

"Thank you grandma, such beautiful jewelry is not old, I know grandma's heart!" Xia Qing hugged He Xiuying so tightly, tears could not stop streaming down.

"Good boy, don't cry, I have to take you to another place!" He Xiuying took Xia Qing, who was already wearing a red wedding dress, to the attic on the top floor, took out the key wrapped in red cloth, and opened the door. The small compartment in the attic has a rusty keyhole, and it took many twists and turns to open it. When it was opened, there was a lot of dust.In front of her eyes were white curtains that completely covered the room. He Xiuying lifted the white curtains, and the strong smell of dust mixed with the smell of ink filled the entire room.

"Grandma, this is..." Xia Qing was stunned, and looked at the world under the white cloth in front of her in amazement, among the accumulated paintings, the figure of a person and the beautiful and coquettish roses were the most among them, "This is the one left by your father." No, this is his only spiritual sustenance when he came to the Xia family. The reason why grandma didn't let you in was because their premature death brought you too much pain. Grandma didn't want you to grow up in pain, so she didn't allow you to come in. Anyone who steps into this room, but you have the right to know all of this, I think, today, they are watching you in the sky, becoming someone else's bride, and will be happy for you." He Xiuying talked about the story of her daughter Xia Zhiyun back then. There was tears in Liman's eyes. There was another reason why she didn't open the latch. She didn't want to see her daughter's smiles come alive on the painting, and she didn't want to think about those painful pasts.I often dream back at midnight, and Xia Zhiyun's voice and smile are recalled in my dreams.

Xia Qing, who was wearing a red wedding dress, had tears rolling in her eyes, as if she had returned to the year when she was five years old. That summer, it was no longer sunny, she dragged her skirt, walked up to her, picked up the scattered A painting on the ground is a blood-red rose garden, and I looked at it carefully: "This is a gift from your father when your mother saw your father for the first time. He said that your mother is like a flower in full bloom The most coquettish and beautiful rose in summer, born to be a proud princess, your mother fell in love at first sight, and she couldn't extricate herself from now on!"

Xia Qing caressed the painting with trembling hands. The color of the oil painting is so alluring, and the uneven marks are the most beautiful records left by the years. Her slender fingers brushed over every outline. She is a person who can draw. I don't understand the meaning of the painting, I hold the painting in my arms, tears have already filled my cheeks, the beautiful makeup I just put on has become so pale because of the washing of tears, there is such a piece of yellowed paper behind the painting The post read: In the summer of [-] AD, she was like an angel landing in the rose garden. She was born to be a proud princess. I am obsessed with her, Xiang Zhentian.I often think about the kind of love her parents had, which made the naturally proud princess willing to let go of her figure, and let the rebellious painter bend and stretch into the family. Only then did she realize that love is such a momentary thing, but it is a lifetime of entanglement.

Tears flooded and fell on the rose flower, like a rose flower in the morning dew, and it regained its vitality in summer, "Grandma, I want to take it away, can I?" Xia Qing asked.

"Take it away, just like your parents are by your side. Remember that in the family, you must learn to tolerate, learn to be calm, learn to love others, and learn to love yourself. Grandma has asked Lao Wang to take your harp and drawing board. Put it in the luggage, and in the luggage, grandma bought eight sets of new clothes. I hope this is a new life for you. In this life, you will be safe and happy!" This old man in his forties, wiped Aside from the tears on her granddaughter's face, this [-]-year-old man, who was widowed in her early years and lost her daughter in middle age, what supported her through this journey, and the life of such a legendary woman has become so legendary.

Holding Xia Qing's hand, He Xiuying pulled her out of the attic and brought her to her Mediterranean-style bedroom. The makeup artist began to touch up her makeup. The red wallpaper looked so gorgeous and festive because of the red 囍 character, so the bridesmaid came to the bedroom with the apple of Wanfu.