Gu Zhiqingyan

Chapter 1045
A few months ago, Feng Rui bought this villa and began to decorate it.

As Yuan Huanxin said, everything from the layout of the wedding scene to the small plants and trees were all handled by Feng Rui, with special care.

Mother Yuan patted her hand and comforted her: "You were married at the time, so don't be envious. You can't compare people to others."

Yuan Huanxin pursed her mouth.

"Also, those friends of hers are also very generous. The one surnamed Si gave a limited edition sports car, and the girl who is singing now was very popular in the entertainment industry. I heard that she married and went abroad. I retired, but I didn't expect to show up at my sister's wedding."

Yuan Huanxin looked at An Shu on the stage and said.

There were a lot of bigwigs at this wedding, many of them were bigwigs that she rarely saw.

I just envy her to death.

Mother Yuan shook her head and went to the side to greet the guests.

Yuan Huanxin felt a little bit unwilling.

From childhood to adulthood, she had everything, but Yuan Huanchen didn't.

But now, Yuan Huanchen overshadowed her.

She sighed.

Turning his eyes, he saw a strange man standing under a magnolia plant silently smoking, his eyes looking at the lawn, he seemed a little lonely.

The man was wearing a dark overcoat, with a light gray scarf casually draped around his neck. He was tall and seductive, but exuded a dejected temperament, which was incompatible with the festive atmosphere of the villa.

"Could it be my sister's ex-boyfriend?" Yuan Huanxin muttered to herself.

Thinking about it, she slowly walked over to Cheng Ziming.

"Hi, hello, I'm Yuan Huanxin." Yuan Huanxin greeted warmly.

Cheng Ziming glanced at her faintly, threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground, stepped on it with handmade leather shoes, and crushed it out.

As they approached, Yuan Huanxin smelled the smell of cigarettes all over Cheng Ziming's body, and she fanned the tip of her nose with her hands in disgust.

Cheng Ziming just glanced at her and turned to leave.

Yuan Huanxin rolled her eyes, and immediately said, "Hey, I'm Yuan Huanchen's younger sister, Yuan Huanxin, is that you? My sister asked me to call you to the dressing room. She is looking for you."

Cheng Ziming paused, looked back slightly, there were a few rays of light in the eyes that were originally like a pool of stagnant water: "Looking for me?"

There was inquiry and uncertainty in his tone.

In the restaurant that day, she was in such a hurry to separate herself from herself, would she look for herself on the wedding day?
"Well, she's looking for you. I think my sister might not let you go." Yuan Huanxin was overjoyed, seeing Cheng Ziming's reaction, she knew she had guessed the relationship between Yuan Huanchen and Cheng Ziming correctly, so she nodded quickly.

She didn't want Yuan Huanchen to have such a perfect wedding. It would be best for this man to make a big fuss and make a show of stealing people at the wedding, turning the originally beautiful wedding into a joke. That would be the best.

Cheng Ziming's eyes lit up: "Where is she?"

His tone was anxious.

Yuan Huanxin sniggered in her heart, and raised her hand: "Go straight ahead from here, and then you will see a rockery, then turn right, and there will be a sign over there, bridal dressing room, you can go."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Cheng Ziming striding away.

After walking a few steps, he stopped, looked back at Yuan Huanxin and said, "Thank you."

There was a slight smile on his handsome face.

"You're welcome." Yuan Huanxin waved her hand.

Cheng Ziming hurried away and quickly disappeared from her sight.

Yuan Huanxin laughed: "Sister, I hope you can handle it well."

……

Bridal makeup interior.

Yuan Huanchen was sitting on a chair, and the most famous makeup artist in country Z was helping her with makeup.

Bai Qingyan was sitting on a soft chair beside her, staring at Yuan Huanchen intently, with one hand covering her belly, brushing gently, once and again.

She is four months pregnant and has already shown her pregnancy. She can feel the desire of the little guy in her stomach to communicate with her.

It was the first time she experienced a miraculous feeling.

"Will you feel uncomfortable sitting like this?" Yuan Huanchen asked with eyes closed.

"No, I'm not that delicate." Bai Qingyan said with a smile.

Being a mother is rigid but soft.

The smile on her face was more or less loving.

The make-up artist helped Yuan Huanchen put on lipstick, and nodded: "Mrs. Feng, it's fine."

"Thank you." Yuan Huanchen opened his eyes, took a picture of himself in the mirror, and was quite satisfied.

"You're welcome." The makeup artist withdrew.

Yuan Huanchen stood up, bent down and touched Bai Qingyan's belly, then touched her own, and pursed her mouth.

Bai Qingyan knew what she was thinking, and deliberately stabbed her: "Let you do it again in the future. If he had been with Feng Rui properly at that time, the child would probably be about the same age as Bai Bai."

Yuan Huanchen stood up straight and raised the end of his eyes: "It's okay, you will cherish it when you lose it and then have it again. It's fine now."

Bai Qingyan looked at her and smiled: "The makeup is pretty good."

Yuan Huanchen's face was so glamorous, no matter how you looked at it, she looked like a goblin, the kind that could absorb people's souls.

Today's occasion is so solemn, the makeup artist spent several hours to make her face more dignified and generous, and it is still so beautiful.

"It's okay." Yuan Huanchen nodded.

This is a make-up artist that Feng Rui searched for contacts and spent a lot of money to find, can he do it if he is not good at it?
"Dong dong dong."

Just at this moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Yuan Huanchen sat down on the soft chair next to Bai Qingyan, leisurely put half of his arm on Bai Qingyan's shoulder, and aimed at the door.

"Oh, you're so heavy, get up quickly." Bai Qingyan pushed her.

Yuan Huanchen stared blankly at the man who pushed the door in, she stood up suddenly: "Cheng Ziming! Why are you here?"

Cheng Ziming reached out to close the door and locked it.

Yuan Huanchen frowned: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Ziming stood at the door and looked at her.

Yuan Huanchen is wearing a white wedding dress, her big wavy hair is tied into a dignified and beautiful bun. The wedding dress is designed with a collarbone, revealing her beautiful collarbone and fair shoulders. On her neck, she wears a valuable diamond necklace and earrings The diamonds on the dress are also sparkling, and the skirt is so beautiful that it drags the floor, and the whole figure is like a sparkling luminous body.

Let Cheng Ziming's eyes stick to her involuntarily.

What is even more beautiful is her face. Although she is full of anger at the moment, she is extremely beautiful.

It is said that the day when a woman gets married is the most beautiful, and it is true.

"Chenchen, you are so beautiful today." Cheng Ziming murmured involuntarily.

"Get out." Yuan Huanchen crossed his arms and looked at him coldly.

She remembered that she did not invite Cheng Ziming to her wedding.

Over the years, she has indeed dated many people, but every one of them, as long as they are separated, will become her stranger.

At this moment, her attitude towards Cheng Ziming is also the same.

Cheng Ziming stood still.

Bai Qingyan stood up slowly, and pulled Yuan Huanchen down: "On the wedding day, don't be angry."

Yuan Huanchen lowered his eyes and did not speak.

It's not that she wants to be angry, it's that there are people who shouldn't be there.

Bai Qingyan looked at Cheng Ziming: "Ziming, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)