"Hello, Ms. Feng," a sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'm from Lisa Wedding Dress Shop and I want to confirm the size with you."
Feng Lulu was confused, "I didn't get an engagement veil with you."
She came out after teasing Chu Tong.
"This is an order placed by Mr. Gao, but the wedding dress is only worn once in a lifetime and must be perfect, so we will confirm the size with you," the clerk replied.
Feng Lulu was so surprised that she was speechless. When did Gao Han place the order? How did he know which one she liked?
"Is it that Chinese dress?" Feng Lulu pressed her heart.
"Yes, this is the limited edition."
Feng Lulu felt a surge of emotion in her heart. Today at the bridal shop, he seemed to have said nothing, but it turned out that he saw everything.
This taciturn, tall and strong man actually has a delicate and gentle heart.
After marrying such a man, Feng Lulu really admires her own vision~
This time she became Gao Han's wife again. For her, this was a new chapter in her life.
She planned to soak in the bathtub for an hour, and then make herself an aromatherapy hair mask and trim her nails... These things came to her mind automatically, just like the order of cooking.
She remembered that her life in her parents' house was very good, so she could remain calm when faced with Chu Tong's difficulties.
But why do you know how to cook, and why do you have so much experience?
She still remembers that at that time, housewives such as cooking were all taken care of by nannies.
Could it be that after marrying Gao Han, she became a little cook who washed her hands and made soup?
What else is there in her missing memory?
After Meimei took a bath, she changed her clothes and went to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. Tonight, she wanted to give Gao Han a different candlelight dinner.
As soon as she opened the door, a large bouquet of fiery red roses was suddenly delivered to her, carrying a strong and fragrant fragrance.
Feng Lulu's heart moved, "You came back so quickly..."
She happily took the rose, expecting to see Gao Han's handsome face, but when she raised her head, her expression was stunned.
"How is it? Are you surprised or surprised?" The person holding the bouquet turned out to be Xu Donglie.
Her eyes dimmed. Surprise was enough, but surprise was not necessarily enough.
The security captain and the security guards ran over panting and said to Feng Lulu: "Miss Feng, he had to come in and broke the pole at the door. Let's drive him out now."
Xu Donglie threw a card to the security captain with a look of disdain on his face: "I will pay you how much."
Feng Lulu really wanted to punch him twice, but then she thought about it, after all, he had saved her.
"You have done a good job, I will praise you to the property management company," Feng Lulu said to the security captain: "I will handle this matter, you can go and do your work."
The security captain was a little worried. Xu Donglie raised his thick eyebrows: "Why, you don't listen to the owner now?"
The security captain could only take the people to leave first.
"I'm allergic to pollen, I'll give you back the roses." Feng Lulu threw the bouquet back to Xu Donglie.
Xu Donglie frowned: "What's wrong with you, woman? You don't want a bag, a sports car, or flowers!"
Feng Lulu wondered: "What kind of bag and sports car?"
"You're pretending to be stupid again," Xu Donglie curled his lips, "Last time you said you didn't know me, I thought I had recognized the wrong person. Then you turned around and left with Gao Han. Who are you if you're not Feng Lulu!"
He walked in unceremoniously, forcing Feng Lulu to retreat. He stepped closer, with an evil smile on his lips: "Is it popular to play amnesia games now? This is indeed a good way to attract boys' attention."
Feng Lulu frowned, didn't he come to the door himself?
"Xu Donglie, I think there is a misunderstanding between us. I already have Gao Han."
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, I don’t want to attract any boys’ attention.” She said directly.
Xu Donglie said nothing, turned around and looked at the house, and asked: "Is this Gao Han's house?"
Feng Lulu nodded: "This is the home of Gao Han and I." The sweetness and happiness in her eyes were undisguised.
Xu Donglie snorted disdainfully: "This place is better than the place you lived before, but it is just an ordinary villa. Feng Lulu, I still say the same thing. Gao Han works a hard job. Not only does he make a lot of money, but he also loses his life."
Safety is not guaranteed. If you follow him, you might become a widow one day."
Feng Lulu's beautiful eyes widened in surprise and she was speechless.
Xu Donglie continued: "Women should think more about themselves. You and me are the best choices. From now on, we will be rich and wealthy, and we won't have to worry about anything."
"Shut up!" Feng Lulu stared at Xu Donglie with an angry face, but her eyes were filled with tears.
What Xu Donglie said about "even personal safety is not guaranteed" scared her!
"Xu Donglie, for the sake of saving my life, I won't call the police today. Get out of here right now and never set foot in my house again!" Feng Lulu scolded angrily.
He dared to curse Gao Han, which completely angered Feng Lulu.
Xu Donglie was a little confused: "Feng Lulu, what I said is true..."
"Get out!" Feng Lulu pushed Xu Donglie out with all her strength, and then slammed the door.
"Feng Lulu! Feng Lulu!" Xu Donglie called the door unwillingly while still outside.
Feng Lulu pretended not to hear and ignored her anyway.
After a while, it became quiet outside the door, and Xu Donglie finally gave up.
Feng Lulu breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to see the large bouquet of flowers still on the dining table. Without thinking, she picked up the bouquet and walked out of the house.
This bouquet of flowers was so big and eye-catching that she had to use both hands to hold it. Residents walking by were all attracted by the bouquet.
"Sister...sister..." Suddenly, she felt a small hand tugging at the corner of her clothes. When she lowered her head, she saw a little girl with big eyes looking up at her.
She immediately regained her composure and smiled at the little girl.
"Sister, why did you receive such beautiful flowers? Is it because you are beautiful?" the little girl asked.
Although the question was a bit strange, the little girl's words were quite useful to Feng Lulu.
She had to think of a decent answer to deserve the little girl's praise.
"Flowers are meant to be given to people, and everyone can receive them," she said.
The little girl blinked in understanding: "Then can I receive it?"
Feng Lulu took out a flower from the bouquet and handed it to the little girl, "This is for you."
The little girl happily jumped away with the roses, then turned back and waved to her: "Sister, my name is Mengduo, goodbye."
"Mengduo, goodbye." Feng Lulu smiled and waved to her.
Feng Lulu inexplicably felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if at some point, there was such a little girl, smiling and waving to her.
The cute back of the little girl fades away.
She came to her senses, hugged the rose and continued walking forward.
She didn't notice at all that Xu Donglie didn't want to go either.
He had been waiting outside the villa and followed Feng Lulu for a short distance, but the large bouquet was too blocking the view, so Feng Lulu didn't see him.
He saw the scene of Feng Lulu giving flowers to the little girl, and felt a little comfort in his heart.
It seems that Feng Lulu doesn't hate this bouquet of flowers that much.
With a smile on his lips, he quietly followed forward. He found that it felt good to just follow unhurriedly like this.
I saw Feng Lulu arriving in front of the trash can, picking up the bouquet, and smashing it against the trash can, one after another. It was so hard that it was unlike anything Feng Lulu could do.
"Let you curse Gao Han, let you have a crow's mouth,
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I told you to talk nonsense..." She hit and cursed at the same time, becoming more and more fierce~
A beautiful bouquet of flowers soon turned into withered branches and fallen leaves, withered flowers and willows~
If this bouquet of flowers were a human head... Xu Donglie's thick eyebrows were furrowed into two small hills. Feng Lulu looked at Wen Jing and she was actually very hot! But he liked it~
It seems that he needs to change his approach.
Feng Lulu smashed the bouquet of flowers into a handful of bare branches, and her resentment towards Xu Donglie and her worries about Gaohan's safety were relieved a lot.
On the way back, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the distance, talking to a courier boy.
Xu Donglie hasn’t left yet!
Feng Lulu was just getting angry, but Xu Donglie had already finished speaking and drove off.
Then she gave up and went home.
After she got home, she started cleaning, and wiped away all the traces left by Xu Donglie.
Just as I rolled up my sleeves, the doorbell rang again.
She was immediately furious. This Xu Donglie, if he doesn't give her any color, he really thinks that he is invincible in the universe and can stand on par with Father Ma~
Without hesitation, she picked up a pan from the kitchen and rushed to the door aggressively.
He opened the door, raised his hand, and was about to slam it down...
"Hello Miss Feng, your VIP express delivery!" A beautiful gift box was delivered to her.
"Bang!" The pan was quickly thrown to the ground.
The courier boy lowered his head in surprise.
"My hands were slippery, my hands slipped accidentally..." Feng Lulu forced a smile.
The courier boy regained his smile: "Ms. Feng, I am the VIP service specialist of Xunfeng Express. This is your package. Please sign for it."
Judging from the size and packaging of the package, it’s definitely a wedding dress.
Feng Lulu opened the box with excitement.
An exquisite Chinese-style wedding dress immediately appeared in front of her. The Chinese-style buckle at the neckline was paired with top-quality Kasumigaura pearls, which complemented each other's sophistication and nobility.
"So beautiful!" Feng Lulu picked up the wedding dress and looked at every little detail of it. However, when she saw the hem of the skirt, she was stunned and her face became very embarrassed.
The skirts of the wedding dress were all cut into strips, and the beautiful wedding dress suddenly turned into worthless rags, as if mocking the marriage of Feng Lulu and Gao Han...
A picture suddenly flashed in Feng Lulu's mind. Xu Donglie and the courier boy were talking about something.
She recognized that the courier boy was the courier boy who had just delivered her wedding dress!
"Xu Donglie! Bastard!" She threw down her wedding dress and rushed out of the door.
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The small noodle stall on the street corner is steaming with steam, and the owner is throwing homemade egg noodles into the boiling water.
After boiling, quickly remove it and put it into a bowl. Add a large spoonful of broth, tripe strips in the soup, black-bone chicken pieces, and mushroom slices. Sprinkle a large portion on the noodles, then sprinkle with chopped green onion and ginger and a spoonful of chili oil. It is fragrant.
A bowl of dashi noodle soup would be great.
There are five tables set up in this small place, and customers are constantly coming and going, making it very lively.
Bai Tang and Gao Han had already finished two bowls of soup noodles. There was no soup left in Bai Tang's bowl. After drinking, he sighed: "It's delicious! But compared to Feng Lulu's, it's still a little less interesting."
Gao Han raised his eyebrows: "Call me sister-in-law."
Bai Tang chuckled: "Gao Han, in this case, you got a wife for nothing."
Gao Han was silent. If Feng Lulu had not been arrested, they would be husband and wife now.
He will definitely provide her with all the happiness and sweetness she wants.
"Bai Tang, Xiaoxiao... I still need to trouble my uncle and aunt."
"My parents like it very much, but Gao Han, I can't help you in vain. Can you also reveal some information about Shirley to me..."
"Do you eat soup noodles for free?" Gao Han stood up and left.
Bai Tang was stunned. If I had known that he would not eat this bowl of noodles, would it have been okay?
