I'm wrong, Mr.President

Yaya accompanied Xu Weiwei to the mall for a day. Within that day, Yaya accompanied Xu Weiwei to see the jewelry and the wedding dress, but Zhuo Yixuan never came to accompany her. Yaya couldn't see it. But I didn't say anything

After walking around for such a day, Yaya looks at Xu Weiwei's careless attitude when choosing wedding dress. Even when choosing jewelry, Yaya feels that Xu Weiwei also has some careless attitude. He doesn't seem to care about the marriage very much.

"Well, I don't think you were so..." Yaya wanted to stop talking.

"So what?" although Xu Weiwei knows it well, it's hard to say. Their marriage is a play, and he doesn't want others to know.

"I feel you are a little careless. When choosing wedding dress, I feel you choose the ugliest one, and when choosing jewelry, I feel you also choose the ugliest one. I don't know what you think." Yaya was dissatisfied with his attitude, so she directly pointed it out.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. It's just a wedding. We don't pay special attention. Why bother to persuade these useless things? I don't want to marry him. Agreeing to marry him is just perfunctory." Xu Weiwei said indifferently.

"Is the major event of marriage so insignificant in your eyes? I really don't know what you two think. Can't you be more serious and be responsible for your own life?" Yaya feels that she has too much control, but she doesn't care about other people's affairs. She feels a little rash to say so.

"Oh, seriously? It's not the first time we got married. When I was serious, what happened later, but his maybe ruthless and indifferent divorce. My heart has been broken. I don't want to pay again on the same person. I'm sincere for the second time." Xu Weiwei said coldly.

"Although I don't know what happened between you two, he made up with you, and you agreed to his request. Why can't you two start again? It's a kind of responsibility for you both. Although I can't interfere too much with other people's affairs, I still don't understand your behavior. I hope you can forgive me." Yaya said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter. As an outsider, I know you don't understand what happened between us. You don't need to know. Let the past pass. No one wants to mention it again, but this time I hope you don't mind. He doesn't want it to be his affair. I just need to finish it well. After saying that, Xu Weiwei continued to walk to the mall.

They still have some things to choose. Getting married is a troublesome thing, but for their promise. Xu Weiwei won't use her precious time to do these boring things. She once thought she would only wear a wedding dress once in her life, but she didn't expect that he had the chance to knock on it for the second time, and she married the same person for the second time. It's really an irony.

But life is often such a coincidence. The more you don't want, the more things always appear at an inappropriate time. It's hard for the elegant girl to refuse. Can't you really let go? Forget it, when Xu Weiwei thought of a plan for today, she had to let it go

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After a day's shopping, Xu Weiwei said goodbye to Yaya and said "goodbye" to her. Before he even replied, she stopped a taxi and went back to the house.

Yaya saw that he did what he wanted. There was really no way. He called Zhuo Yixuan. He always felt that there was a misunderstanding between them. If he didn't report today's affairs to him, he didn't know what he would think. Yaya thought.

Zhuo Yixuan at the other end of the phone asked, "how are you? How are you busy today? Is he still good? Is it going well to buy wedding dresses and jewelry?"

"Smooth is relatively smooth. It just feels that Miss Xu is a little careless. She doesn't seem to be so serious about the marriage. She chooses the ugliest one when inquiring about the formalities or the wedding dress. She really doesn't know what he thinks..." Yaya said truthfully. He felt that these things should not be kept from Zhuo Yixuan.

"OK, I see. Don't worry about the rest." Zhuo Yixuan said he was going to hang up.

"Zhuo Yixuan, I have one more thing to ask you. Your fiancee is a wedding dress. Why don't you come with him? Shouldn't you be responsible? Don't you think he's embarrassed to let him try the wedding dress alone?" Ya Ya's questioning tone was very uncomfortable, but he couldn't help it.

"I didn't expect you to ask, but there are a lot of things in the company, and I don't want to go over it. Let's do it first," said he hung up the phone without considering his feelings.

Yaya only felt that she was really nosy. Although she had some disagreements in her heart, she didn't think much.

Zhuo Yixuan returned home after his mother's company. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Xu Weiwei lying on the sofa watching her mobile phone. He subconsciously remembered what Yaya said today.

Looking at him, he casually asked, "is the wedding dress trial going smoothly today? If you have anything that fits your eyes, buy it back. Don't worry about money. The card I gave you should be enough."

"It's going well. You don't have to worry about it. Besides, our wedding was originally a play. Why do you bother so much." when Xu Weiwei heard that he came back, she paused slightly with her fingers and said casually.

Zhuo Yixuan clenched his fist when he heard his words. Although she understood how deep he had hurt her, he was still angry at the moment. He had to say that the position of this woman in his heart was still very deep. Sometimes he couldn't control himself.

"All right, have a good rest and remember to go to work tomorrow." Zhuo Yixuan let go of his clenched fist and said with a smile. Some things must be endured. She must get this woman.

Xu Weiwei didn't say anything. Isn't Zhuo Yixuan always such an indifferent attitude? What else can he ask him to do? It's good enough now

Zhuo Yixuan just entered the bedroom, suddenly turned his head and said, "don't often look at the mobile phone, it's bad for your eyes." the tone was full of care and very gentle. In a moment, Xu Weiwei was a little flustered, as if she had returned to the past.