An Ruoqing was surprised, and then she was surprised, "Really?! Then I--"

She couldn't wait to get up and call.

Xin Sheng quickly grabbed her and reminded: "It's so late, and it's not appropriate to ask now. Let's meet and ask clearly tomorrow!"

Although he wanted to know what was going on, reason still made him dissuade An Ruoqing.

"Okay then." An Ruoqing had no choice but to lie back in Xin Sheng's arms.

"If you find out about your daughter, it will be a big surprise, but tomorrow will be our second brother's wedding. We must have a good rest so that we can have the energy to deal with it tomorrow! Let this wedding be foolproof!"

An Ruoqing nodded in agreement, "Brother Sheng, you are right. Tomorrow is a happy day for our family. I really hope the third brother can come back."

"Don't worry, his second brother got married. Even if he was at the scene of the murder, he would find a way to get back."

"You won't be scolded to death."

"Nonsense, I never scold the kids..."

The world is shrouded in a black fog.

The dusk has not dissipated and the sky is no longer visible.

The hour hand was just pointing at 4:30 in the morning.

A few kilometers apart in a straight line, across two streets, the Xin family and Yuan family, a bridge across the river, began to work early.

The Xin family gathered a team of brides to prepare for the bride before the bride.

On the Yuan family, the bride sat in front of the makeup mirror and was carefully described by the makeup artist.

With the gap between the makeup on, the door opened, and Ning Qingruo, who was smiling, walked in with a bowl of porridge.

"I'm going to be tired for a day today. Hurry up and eat something to keep your stomach full."

Ning Qingruo handed the bowl to Yuan Luoli, staring at her face with makeup on her face, making her look stunning.

Who doesn’t love beauty? What’s more, such a beautiful beauty.

Xin Yu is very lucky... Ning Qingruo muttered in his heart.

"This porridge is so fragrant, thank you." Yuan Luoli said thank you politely.

Ning Qingruo was feeling that Xin Yu was very blessed. Hearing this thank you, he subconsciously said: "No need to thank you, this was not what I did."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Shu, who pretended to be an assistant Xiao Fei, walked in.

Yuan Luoli's eyes turned between her and Ning Qingruo, and said sincerely gratefully: "Thank you for coming to accompany me."

Ning Qingruo waved his hand indifferently, "This is all a small problem! Everyone will be friends in the future!"

Qin Shu smiled and echoed: "Qingruo is right."

She and Ning Qingruo were both called by Xin Yu to help.

Not long after Yuan Luoli returned to China, he had almost no friends here, and he didn't know much about the process of Chinese weddings. It would be impossible for him to have no one around him.

As for the Yuan family, everyone knows how sincere they are to Yuan Luoli, and Xin Yu naturally can't believe it.

Qin Shu and Ning Qingruo were also happy to help him.

As the makeup artist strokes and strokes, the sky outside the window gradually became brighter.

The morning light fell on Yuan Luoli's exquisite face, and wearing a Chinese dress designed for her by Tang Mo himself was more amazing than the national peony.

Ning Qingruo was stunned, hugged Qin Shu's arm, and sighed: "It's so beautiful! Qin, Xiaofei...Your wedding must be held in Chinese in the future!"

When he was excited, he almost shouted Qin Shu's name.

Qin Shu could only smile and pat her arm, indicating that she would calm down.

Under the tactful work of everyone, Yuan Luoli sat tall in the center of the big bed, holding the fan in her hand to block the tension on her face.

At this time, someone downstairs shouted: "The person who picked up the bride is here!"


Chapter completed!