As early as more than a month ago, the Qiao family had contacted designers from major top brands to customize a gorgeous wedding dress for Qi You that was unique in the world.

After many comparisons, Qiyou finally selected the work drawings of a designer of an Italian national treasure brand with a history of hundreds of years. Today, the designer specially flew to the Imperial City to try on the first version of the sample clothes for Qiyou, and then based on her design

Make further adjustments to your body shape.

In the West, the groom cannot see the bride wearing a white veil until the wedding day, which is the romantic firstlk.

So for this time, Qi You came to the store to communicate with the designer, and was taken to the fitting room upstairs alone. Qiao Yuyan was left in the VIP room to wait for a while, and could not see Qi You trying on the yarn.

Look.

This wedding dress with a tail length of two meters, pure hand embroidery and studded with diamonds vividly displays luxury and elegance.

Qiyou had only seen the design drawing once before, and she liked it quite a bit at the time. But after putting on the sample clothes, she was not as stunning as she had imagined.

The designer praised her figure and temperament in English. Qiyou nodded and smiled, turned to the mirror, took a photo and sent it to Chen Jinan: [Do you think it looks good?]

Chen Jinan was slipping away from work over there, and the news came back quickly: [Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupntupu, poverty has limited my imagination, the blingbling diamonds flashed into my eyes! It is indeed the wedding dress that a fairy should have! 】

Qi You: [Really, but I always feel like something is missing.]

Chen Jinan, a talented person, immediately changed his mind: [But! In my heart, your design is the best, even if it is a big international brand, it cannot compare. I still think the skirt you wore in the last graduation show is beautiful!]

Qi You quite accepted her advice, feeling very happy. She looked left and right in the mirror and made a bold decision.

Half an hour later, Qi You and Qiao Yuyan returned to the car. Qiao Yuyan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why did you only order an evening dress and a wedding dress? Don't you like the wedding dress?"

Qi You lowered her eyes, said "hmm" softly, and whispered: "I want to change to another designer."

Qiao Chunyan chose to respect her opinion, took out her mobile phone and opened the dialing page, "Okay, which brand of design do you like, I will have someone contact you."

"No." Qi You held his hand and said vaguely: "The designer... I have already chosen someone. You don't have to worry about the wedding dress. I can handle it myself."

"Okay." Qiao Chunyan nodded and said nothing more.

The company had an important overseas conference call in the afternoon, and Qiao Chunyan had no time to go shopping with her. The way back was too boring, so Qi You fell asleep for some reason, and when she woke up, she found herself pillowed on the man's lap.

There was a small blanket on his belly.

She was still half asleep, moved her body, rubbed her palms restlessly on the man's suit pants, and muttered: "This pillow is so hard."

"..."

Qiao Chunyan whispered, "Then you slept quite comfortably."

Hearing this deep male voice, Qi You suddenly woke up, sat up like an electric shock, and looked around in horror. Only then did he remember that he had suddenly fallen asleep while scrolling through his phone.

She subconsciously touched the corners of her mouth, then touched Qiao Chunyan's suit pants with her palms, and let out a sigh of relief, "Okay, okay, I didn't drool."

Qiao Yanyan took a deep breath, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and her voice was hoarse, "Don't move."

"oh."

Qi You took his hand back angrily. He was a stingy man and wouldn't even touch her.

She fixed her hair against the car window, and soon the car stopped outside Qi's courtyard. Qi You took her handbag, pushed the door and got out of the car, turned her back to her cheap fiancé and waved, "Let's go."

"Qi You." Qiao Chunyan called her.

"Huh?" Qi You turned around.

"Next Monday, let's go get the certificate." Qiao Chunyan looked calm, as if he was stating a normal matter.

Qi You was stunned. This was probably the least romantic proposal she had ever heard. There was no sense of ceremony or touching vows. The plain tone was as calm as asking her "What will we eat tomorrow morning?"

Forget it, I don't expect a doggy man to know anything about emotions. It has been more than half a month since she and Qiao Chunyan were engaged, and they will prepare for the wedding in the middle of next month. Calculating the time, it is time to prepare to get the certificate.

She nodded, "Okay, you decide."

After arriving home, Bentley and Ferrari greeted her warmly in the courtyard. Qiyou stepped into the entrance hall to change her shoes. The doorbell rang unexpectedly. She opened the door and Lu Chao stood outside with a paper bag.

"Miss Qi, I forgot to give you this just now. Mr. Qiao asked me to remind you to drink it while it's hot and don't catch a cold these days."

Qiyou took it, and there was a cup of hot drink in the kraft paper bag, with the product name printed by the merchant on the lid: Longan and Red Date Soup.

"..."

Qi You said thank you to Lu Chao, looked at the Maybach parked outside the hospital, and her heart moved slightly.

After dinner, Qi Shengyuan accompanied his young wife in the living room to watch an idol drama at eight o'clock. Qi You went to the yard to feed the fish for a while, and then went upstairs with a heavy heart.

The room was dimly lit with no lights on. Ferrari was rolling on the carpet, his big buttocks plump.

She lay in front of the table in distress, with the prenuptial agreement on one side and the longan and red date soup sent by Qiao Chunyan on the other, struggling for a long time.

After a struggle, she became distraught, tore the prenuptial agreement into pieces and threw them into the trash can.

Just trust this dog man once and put your life on the line.

The rest day soon came, and Qiyou made an appointment with Chen Jinan to watch a movie together.

There was still some time before the movie started, and the two of them wandered around the mall boredly. It happened that Chen Jinan had paid her salary the day before and planned to reward herself. However, Qiyou's credit card swiping skills once again refreshed her understanding of rich people.

After shopping all the major luxury stores in one go, Chen Jinan covered his wallet and shivered, "Youyou, your hobby of collecting bags seems like only your Qiao Chunyan can support you."

Qi You snorted lightly, "When my studio is established, I won't need him to support me."

Chen Jinan: "Speaking of which, did you really end up not wanting that high-end wedding dress?"

Qi You shook his head, "No, I want to design my own wedding dress. What do you think?"

"Of course! It's such a sacred moment to get married, how meaningful it is to wear a wedding dress designed by yourself." Chen Jinan's eyes lit up, and he hooked Qi You's neck, "I don't care, my wedding dress will also be in the future.

I'll leave it to you, I'll make a reservation first! Otherwise, when you become famous, I'll have to wait in line all the way to France."

Qi You scratched her waist and said, "Madam, you think it's so beautiful that you started ordering a wedding dress before your boyfriend even showed up?"

Tickets for the movie were about to be checked, and the two of them chatted and laughed as they took the escalator to the cinema on the top floor.

The shopping mall was crowded on weekends, and while they were chatting, Chen Jinan accidentally caught a glimpse of a pair of figures coming down the escalator next to him. His words stopped abruptly, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Qi You followed her gaze and looked over. Yan Fan came downstairs with his new girlfriend. They were holding hands, talking and laughing, and they looked so intimate.

At the same time, Yan Fan also saw them, with a smile on his face. He let go of his girlfriend's hand in a panic, and looked at Chen Jin'an, "Jin'an..."

Chen Jinan acted as if he didn't hear anything and turned his face away, hiding his hurt expression.

The little girlfriend was a little dissatisfied with Yan Fan's performance, she pouted and took his hand again, shook his arm and said coquettishly: "My dear, I want to drink milk tea, can you go and line up for me?"

Yan Fan didn't respond.

Qi You cursed "Little Green Tea" in his heart, coughed, put his arms around Chen Jinan's shoulders, and said in a pretentious and exasperating tone: "Dear, didn't you say that a director in your company is chasing you?

According to me, relationships are all about timing. He is so kind to you, handsome and rich, so it would be great to be with him."

The escalator slowly approached, like two intersecting straight lines that formed a point and then gradually moved away. This sentence fell lightly into Yan Fan's ears. He frowned and his face was as heavy as water.

The movie started on time, the theater was dimly lit, the slow-paced romance film had a depressing atmosphere, and the plot was sad. Many girls with low tears were moved to tears.

Chen Jinan lowered his head and burst into tears. It was hard to say whether he was moved by the plot of the movie or because of someone else.

//

Chen Jinan is a local. Her parents are doing business in the south and are away from home all year round. After graduation, she moved back to her parents' old house in an urban alley to make it easier to commute to get off work every day.

After watching the movie, it was already dark at night. Qiyou drove Chen Jinan to the entrance of the alley. From a distance, he saw an old woman sitting under the streetlight, peeling beans with her back bent. There seemed to be someone sitting opposite, and her face could not be seen clearly in the light.

The two of them were having a lively conversation.

Seeing Chen Jinan get out of the car, the old woman waved enthusiastically, "Jin'an, why are you back? You see, your boyfriend has been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Jinan was stunned for a moment, secretly exchanging glances with Qi You in the driver's seat, and then he saw a man slowly standing up opposite the old woman. He was tall, with neat short hair and wearing a wide basketball uniform. He smiled with bright eyes and white teeth.

"Mother-in-law, I'm not her boyfriend. At most, I'm just a best friend."

Yan Fan is a very naughty person, and he is also very talkative and lovable. During his four years in college, he has become familiar to everyone from the dean of the department to the dormitory guard.

The old woman smiled and said: "I understand, young man, you have to work harder."

Yan Fan smiled and said nothing, walked towards Chen Jinan with long legs, holding a steamed dumpling in his hand, scratched his neck, and handed it to her, "You haven't answered the phone, so I stopped by to take a look and give it to you.

I brought a midnight snack."

Chen Jinan's face was cold and his eyes were cold, "I don't want it, you can take it back."

Yan Fan looked at her and refused to take back his hand, "Jin'an, do we have to be like this?"

The two were in a stalemate for a few seconds. Chen Jinan nodded and took two steps back. He threw the steamed dumplings directly into the trash can with a sullen face. Then he waved to Qi You in the car and turned around to enter the yard.

Yan Fan froze on the spot, Qi You snorted coldly at his stunned figure, turned the car and was about to leave. Yan Fan quickly stepped forward to stop her car, took down the window, lowered his eyelids and asked: "You said their company

Someone is chasing her, when did it happen?"

In fact, what Qiyou said in the mall today was not made up. Since the internship, the creative director of Chen Jinan Company has always shown a good impression of her and would send her home when she was working overtime. When she was worrying about the plan,

Help whenever possible.

Chen Jinan has also been shaken before, but he has always been hesitant because of the obsession in his heart.

Qi You glanced at Yanfan angrily, "Does it have anything to do with you? You can kiss your girlfriend, but don't you allow her to fall in love?"

She rolled up the window, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car slowly drove out of the alley. When she turned, she glanced at the increasingly smaller figure in the rearview mirror and snorted, "Scumbag!"

It is true that people can judge by comparison. Compared with Yan Fan's vague feelings about Chen Jinan, Qiao Chunyan's clear attitude that day: "There has never been one before, and there will never be another one in the future." This can give women a greater sense of security.
To be continued...