President Fu's new wife

Chapter 110 Habit Formation (2)
Zhuo Liang and Fu Rou arrived last, and Fu Rou was so touched that she was about to cry: "Fu Zhi, I have never loved you so much!"

As soon as he got out of the car, he ran over to him, jumped behind him, put his arms around his neck and kissed his face, and then let go immediately: "Where is the bride? How many wedding dresses have you brought?"

Zhuo Xing didn't even know what he looked like now, so he didn't bring out any extra mirrors, but seeing the exaggerated expressions of Zhou Yuanyuan and Hua En, she thought it shouldn't be too bad.

I just don't know if he is satisfied or not.

After all, I was in a hurry and didn't go to the photo studio to try on the wedding dress in advance.

Feeling suddenly tense, she took a deep breath.

Not only was he fantasizing about the moment he saw her later, wondering if his eyes would light up when he saw her like this, but he was also extremely disappointed.

A small heart was thumping, and she began to take deep breaths.

"Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing, where is our great Xiao Xing?"

Zhuo Xing didn't wait to turn his head when he heard the familiar voice, when Fu Rou had already run in.

Zhuo Liang followed Fu Rou as his natal family, and he only went in when he heard that she was wearing a wedding dress. When he saw that beautiful figure, he couldn't help but slow down.

Her long hair was coiled into a simple hair accessory, but the black hair still made people's heart flutter.

Who said that most men like girls with long hair, they look gentler.

Zhuo Xing didn't look like a particularly gentle girl, but that long hair made her look a lot more sensual.

She is like the most suitable spokesperson for this city, intellectual, mature, white-collar, with a considerable family background, a pretty face, and a perfect figure.

Generous, dignified, always with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Yuanyuan said excitedly: "I really didn't expect that you would look like this in your wedding dress!" Spreading her hands in an arc, she shook her hands indescribably and shook her head.

Zhuo Xing smiled helplessly, and then felt that he was looking at him with a manly gaze, and when he turned his head, he saw Zhuo Liang walking over: "Paris is such a beautiful place, and only you, a fool, choose such a vulgar hometown."

She laughed, suddenly a little moved, and gently stretched out her hand, Zhuo Liang looked down at her jade fingers, stepped forward to hold her hand, Zhuo Xing held his hand tightly, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "I So nervous."

These words, at this moment, he only wanted to say to his brother, this man who is not the same as himself.

He let go of her hand, raised his hand, and gently pressed his big palm on the top of her head: "Today is very beautiful, and I should be nervous! Actually, I am also very nervous."

It was the first time I saw my sister wearing a wedding dress. As a brother, it seemed that I had a natural mission to love her, protect her, and send her away to another man.

He hasn't had time to treat her well, so he feels more pressured.

Fu Zhi waited outside a little anxiously, looked at the time on his wrist, frowned slightly and turned his head to look into the temporary house, wondering how she was doing inside.

The photographer is looking for the best location.

For the scenery of this city, in fact, every photographer also has a certain deep feeling.

Han Wei stood by the river with his hands on his waist: "I remember when I was playing here when I was a child. That time the professor beat me up because of a female classmate. It's here, remember?"

The professor smiled: "Yes, there are too many memories about us here."

Fu Zhi also smiled, her choice seemed to be always right.

She will always make his trip worthwhile.

The scene where she went to talk to him about marriage came back before his eyes. He opened the door and saw the bright-eyed girl standing at his door. Although he only saw that glance slightly, his heart was actually shaken.

"To be honest, Fu Zhi, isn't it exciting for you to marry that little girl Zhuo Xing? As the saying goes, three years old is the first generation, and you are short of two generations?" Some buddies couldn't help entertaining.

Several men stood in a row by the river, which became the most beautiful scenery by the river.

It's not too hot today, and the wind is also very good, like a godsend.

"Instead of guessing about our married life, why don't you try it yourself." Fu Zhi said in a low voice.

Then someone said with a smile: "Then I want to look for it, at least I have to miss it by one round, and that will be exciting enough."

"Uncle, who wants to marry you pervert?" Someone immediately reconsidered.

A few men took a few photos by the river, which can be regarded as souvenirs.

Both Zhou Yuanyuan and Hua En wore white bridesmaid dresses, but Fu Rou put on another holy wedding dress: "Hello? Zhuo Liang!"

She yelled softly, no, it's actually still big.

Zhuo Liang was chatting with his sister, when he heard the voice, he turned around and saw Fu Rou standing in the corner, a white wedding dress reflected her whole body, as if she was a different person.

Zhuo Liang was startled, then lowered his head in Zhuo Xing's ear: "I'll go out first!"

Then he ran away like he was running away.

Fu Rou stood there disappointed, her shy face gradually turned into sadness.

Zhuo Xing and the others saw that Fu Rou was sad, they stood silently by the side but did not go up to comfort her.

Now Zhuo Xing is almost sure that Zhuo Liang has someone in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't run away from Fu Rou like this.

But what was that woman like?How can Zhuo Liang, a black-bellied guy, not be able to see the beauty of other girls, but since he cares so much about that girl, why has he never seen it?

Everyone has a touch of sadness in their hearts?
"Zhuo Xing, I didn't expect you to marry like this. Hey, I knew you were the first to marry, but I never guessed that you married the young master of the Fu family, let alone that you married the one who made me so sad." Zhou Yuanyuan I couldn't help being emotional again.

Hua En pushed her: "You are so disgusting."

Zhou Yuanyuan immediately hooked her shoulder with one hand and pretended to be intimate: "I'm disgusting to you!"

Standing among the group of people, Zhuo Liang was considered outstanding. Seeing Fu Zhi's slightly anxious look, he suddenly frowned and said, "I regret it a little."

Fu Zhi glanced at him, waiting for the next sentence.

"Can Zhuo Xing be happy marrying you?"

Everyone surrounded the past, this problem is really a problem.

Fu Zhi's eyes became sharper and gradually narrowed. If Zhuo Liang said one more word at this time, he would definitely be kicked.

"The two of them are in a business marriage, and your expectations are too high!" Han Wei said carelessly beside him.

Zhuo Liang didn't speak, just looked at Fu Zhi, the commercial marriage has already become the parents of two children, Zhuo Xing's hardships can't be eaten in vain, and he can't suffer any more in the future.

"Emotions take time to develop, Zhuo Liang, you can't break them up at this time." Yan Lian also said.

"Since I was a child, she has let me, my brother, because I went abroad and because I got married, so Fu Zhi, if you can't give her happiness, this scene, I hope you guys end here."

(End of this chapter)