Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 538 Picking Up the Bride

The bridesmaids had bright smiles on their faces and looked at the two brides with sparkling eyes.

An Ranran looked at the expression on Li Xin'ai's face, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Li Xinai came in and sat next to her: "Of course, it's almost eleven o'clock, but where do we live?"

An Ranran smiled: "Tonight is the last night before we get married, so the girlfriends naturally have to live together."

"Ran Ran lives next door to Xinai and Jia Mei, and the rest of us will live here." As the owner of the house, Ran Qing immediately made arrangements.

One room, one big bed, three girls!

Jia Mei said: "An Ranran, you should go to sleep quickly. You have to get up early tomorrow morning to make up and change clothes. Don't get dark circles under your eyes. It won't be pretty."

Li Xinai said: "An Ranran, if you have anything to say, tell us quickly. When you get married, the three of us want to lie on the same bed again. It won't be easy."

An Ranran said: "Xin'ai is right, I'm afraid it will not be easy to have such an opportunity in the future."

So the three girls just lay on the bed and chatted.

From Li Xin'ai and Gong Chengye to Jia Mei and Yang Chang.

An Ranran fell asleep drowsily listening to their joking and sighing chatter.

While sleeping soundly, An Ranran was suddenly woken up, and Jia Mei's voice came to her ears: "Ran Ran, it's five o'clock, get up and clean up."

An Ranran was drowsy: "No, I'm so sleepy!"

"If you don't clean up, the groom will come soon..."

Li Xinai stretched and sat up from the bed.Seeing that An Ranran was still looking like a sleepy bug, she stretched out her hand under the blanket and started to creak her.

An Ranran had no choice but to crawl out of the bed.

By the time she finished washing, the stylist had arrived.

An Ranran had never been a bride in her last life, but she had seen the scene of An Yuke's marriage. At that time, Zhan Nianbei arranged a car to take An Yuke to the wedding studio to put on bridal makeup.

I remember that An Yuke had a quarrel with the makeup artist because of makeup, and later was delayed in the store for a long time because of the wedding dress.

She didn't pack it until Zhan Nianbei's wedding car arrived.

An Ranran remembered Zhan Nianbei's expression at that time, a kind of suppressed anger and a fake smile.

Although the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were as cold as icebergs.

At that time, An Ranran was a little afraid of Zhan Nianbei. She always felt that An Yuke would not be happy marrying Zhan Nianbei.

result……

An Ranran looked at her black hair that was coiled up by the stylist in the mirror, and brought her thoughts back to reality bit by bit.

Fortunately, God treated her kindly. She was reborn in a new life. In this life, she finally realized that Zhan Nianbei was the most worthy man to entrust her life to.

Put on makeup and change clothes, and when An Ranran's side is tidied up, the wedding party arrives.

An Ranran thought that Ran Qing's welcome team would arrive earlier than her own, but she didn't expect that when she heard the roar of the plane, what she saw was Zhan Nianbei's figure.

At the same time, Ran Qing also appeared in An Ranran's room.

She didn't change her clothes, she was just wearing an ordinary dress, her hair was tied up, but there were not too many embellishments on it, which was quite different from what An Ranran imagined.

"Silly girl." Ran Qing took An Ranran's hand, "I'm the elder, I have to watch you get married."

An Ranran's nose was sour. At this moment, she really regarded Ran Qing as her elder.

"But you can't cry!" Ran Qing immediately reminded An Ranran when she saw An Ranran's red eye circles, "Don't become a big face all of a sudden, isn't that a big difference from the perfect wedding you imagined?"

An Ranran tried her best to hold back her tears, and hugged Ran Qing gently: "Auntie, what about you? If I get married first, who will send you off?"

"It was given by Aunt Zhao." Ran Qing responded with a smile, "Besides, even if you don't get married first, you can't be the one who gave it to me. You are a junior! At most, I can ask your little uncle for a red envelope! "

An Ranran pushed Ran Qing away: "That's right, no, no, no, I must not go out first, I have to wait for Uncle Guan to ask for a red envelope."

Ran Qing knew that An Ranran wanted to be with her, so she pushed her with a smile: "Okay, you don't even look at it, it's okay to park one helicopter in our yard, if there are two, where do you park it?" Ah! I know what you mean, don't worry, even if you get married first, I won't sit here and hurt the spring and autumn..."

"Auntie!" An Ranran put her hips on her hips, "Are you thinking too much? My little uncle is not an ordinary person. You can even think of it with your toes. The red envelopes he made are definitely not small. So don't try to trick me away!"

After An Ranran said that, Li Xin'ai and Jia Mei also booed: "Yes, yes, auntie, you can't do this, you are not the head of their Yuwen family's mistress, you don't need to save money for Yuwen's family!"

Ran Qing saw this posture, and knew that she didn't go according to An Ranran's wishes today, and she couldn't do it.

So he could only smile, then beckoned to the stylist to bring over his outfit, and started packing up here at An Ranran.

At this time, Zhan Nianbei had already got off the plane and was calling the door on the first floor.

According to the customs here in Lingcheng, on the day of the wedding, the groom has to perform a show of talent before he can enter the bride's house.

An Ranran, Li Xinai and Jia Mei were lying on the window on the second floor, watching Zhan Nianbei surrounded by a group of people in a suit. From what they said, it seemed that they were going to let Zhan Nianbei sing a song?
An Ranran watched with great interest: "I haven't heard him sing yet!"

Li Xin looked at An Ranran with a smile: "Hey, that will be your husband soon, why are you acting like a joke?"

An Ranran froze for a moment, then frowned suddenly: "How dare they make things difficult for my husband?"

"You only know now?" Li Xin'ai was also convinced.

An Ranran's face was bitter for a while, and after a while, he smiled again, "It's not embarrassing at this time, when is it embarrassing? But this is the only time in my life, I can see someone's jittery look, I can say that I am very embarrassed Looking forward to it?"

Li Xin'ai and Jia Mei smiled similarly, then suddenly leaned forward and shouted down: "We are also looking forward to it, Young Master Zhan, please work harder and say something nice!"

Just when An Ranran felt that their behavior was completely pediatrics, Zhan Nianbei would not pay attention to them.

Zhan Nianbei actually raised his head and looked over, and he really just made his hands into the shape of a trumpet, and shouted loudly at An Ranran: "An Ranran, I'm here to take you home!"

Home? ? ?
The heart seemed to be grabbed by something suddenly, and a sour and soft sweetness hit the mind in an instant.

(End of this chapter)