In a large room. She was wearing a wedding dress. Her head rested on the chest of a tall figure...
That figure absolutely cannot be Han Qingyi.
Tong'er was startled and quickly shook her head. The illusion in front of her eyes disappeared.
Lily is still a lily. A small dewdrop is just a drop of water. Where does her shadow in a wedding dress come from, nestled on a man's chest.
Tong'er bit her lip. What's wrong with her? Not only can't she love brother Qingyi, but she actually fantasizes about other men.
Maybe brother Qingyi really made a mistake in marrying her.
In ancient times, she should have been dipped in a pig cage.
Xiaorou saw that something was wrong with her face, so she suppressed the smile on her face and looked at her carefully: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Tong'er raised her head and smiled reluctantly at her: "It's okay. I... I may be too nervous..."
Xiaorou said "Oh" and breathed a sigh of relief: "I understand, Miss. This is the legendary premarital phobia."
"Stop it, Miss, this is what you are doing." Xiaorou said with a smile. "Come, let me comb your hair with you. Master Qingyi will come to pick you up later."
"Oh. Okay. Sorry to trouble you, Xiaorou." Tong'er turned around and looked at herself in the dressing mirror and lowered her head.
Why. She just can't feel happy. She doesn't have any consciousness of being a bride.
Rather than being nervous, it would be better to say...indifferent.
That's right. She's just heartless, right?
Xiaorou started to comb her long hair with a comb. The shiny black hair slipped between Xiaorou's fingers. It was as smooth as satin. Xiaorou said enviously: "If only Xiaorou had such hair quality. alright."
Tong'er was startled for a moment: "Really?"
Xiaorou sighed and held Tong'er's shoulders from behind. While combing her hair, she looked at Tong'er's face in the mirror.
Yes. It's a pity. Even if I have the same long hair as Miss Tong'er, or even looks like Miss Tong'er, what's the use?
Young Master Qingyi likes Miss Tong'er. No one can replace her.
The corners of Xiaorou's mouth slowly turned sour. Her fingers slowly stopped holding the comb.
Tong'er suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her scalp. It turned out that the comb in Xiaorou's hand had pinched her long hair. She refrained from screaming. She just said: "Xiaorou, what's wrong with you?"
Only then did Xiaorou realize that she had used a comb to pull out several strands of Tong'er's hair. She held the long hair with heartache and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I was distracted. I'm sorry, Miss."
Tong'er was originally in a heavy mood, but now he comforted her and smiled at her: "Why are you distracted? Xiaorou wants to get married. She is thinking about having a good husband. She is distracted, right? .”
Xiaorou was stunned for a moment. Then she blushed with embarrassment.
"Miss, please don't laugh at me. I don't have one."
"He said no. He blushed all of a sudden. Hum hum. Xiaorou, you have a sweetheart, right? Okay. You won't tell me, right? I'll tell daddy today and ask him to find someone for you to go on a blind date with. See if you still don’t admit it..."
"Miss." Xiaorou stamped her feet. "Miss, why have you become so bad?"
"I'm not bad. I'm doing it for your own good. Hahaha. Unless Xiaorou tells me who your sweetheart is."
Xiaorou used a comb to comb Tong'er's hair. She blushed like something: "I won't tell you anymore. Miss is getting worse and worse now. Master Qingyi will definitely suffer from his guilt in the future. Humph."
Tong'er laughed: "That's right. I also think Brother Qingyi will be very pitiful. Why don't we just stop getting married."
What she said seemed to be a joke, but also seemed to come from the bottom of her heart. Xiaorou was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: "Miss, please don't make such a joke. Master Qingyi was very sad after hearing this. It’s really…”
Tong'er smiled slightly: "Brother Qingyi is really good at winning people's hearts. Look how much Xiaorou is looking towards him."
Tong'er was joking casually unintentionally. They were all used to joking. Xiaorou was adopted by Ning Ruhai since she was a child. Tong'er never regarded her as an outsider.
But Xiaorou felt a little guilty in her heart. She suddenly looked strange.
She quickly lowered her head and only secretly raised her eyes to look at Tong'er's expression in the mirror. She felt relieved when she realized that Tong'er was really just saying that casually and jokingly.
She liked Han Qingyi. Her private contacts with Han Qingyi were all hidden from Ning Ruhai.
Not to mention Tong'er. She had no idea.
Xiaorou felt relieved. She combed Tong'er's hair and said like a vow: "Miss, just happily hold your wedding to Master Qingyi. This time, no one will come to ruin it again."
Tong'er couldn't help being stunned: "Who sabotaged it?"
Listening to the meaning of Xiaorou's words, it seems that she has experienced something.
Xiaorou realized that she had said the wrong thing and wanted to slap herself in the mouth.
She quickly said: "Miss, what I mean is that you and Master Qingyi are a perfect match. Nothing can separate you. You will definitely be very happy, very happy."
She was completely brainwashed by Han Qingyi.
She believed that Tong'er's disappearance, falling in love with Murong Lie, marrying Murong Lie, etc. were all forced by Murong Lie. It was Miss Tong'er who was coerced and deceived. Miss Tong'er was young and ignorant, so she did that. He is a bad person. Now Murong Lie is dead. Young Master Qingyi hypnotized her to make her forget those unhappy things for the sake of Miss Tong'er. Young Master Qingyi did it all for Miss Tong'er. This kind of kindness is too rare. It's too Touching
That's what she thought.
In the world she saw, Tong'er was innocent and deceived. Young Master Qingyi was the one who was deprived of his love and was hurt the most. And that Murong Lie was an out-of-time evil supporting character who shouldn't have appeared. It would be best if he died. .
Fortunately, everything is back to the way it should have been now.
She felt very sad, but she felt that Master Qingyi was the person she liked and the one she didn't deserve. Miss Tong'er and her family were not only her benefactors, but also Miss Tong'er and Master Qingyi's childhood sweethearts. Only she was worthy of Qingyi. Master.
"Xiaorou. Thank you."
Tong'er smiled at her, but there was always a hint of sadness in that smile. A sadness that even she herself didn't understand.
He raised his hand and touched his face. Tong'er smiled hard.
When you are going to be the bride, you must act very happy and happy.
**
afternoon.
The studio of a well-known wedding dress designer.
Wearing a white suit, elegant and elegant Han Qingyi stood in front of the mirror and looked at the door slightly nervously.
The wedding dress designer is a beautiful young woman who still retains her charm. She stood next to Han Qingyi with a ruler. She couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Han, you buttoned the wrong button."
Han Qingyi was stunned for a moment. He lowered his head: Sure enough.
He blushed slightly immediately. His long, jade-like fingers quickly unbuttoned and buttoned them again.
For Han Qingyi, who has received the best etiquette and demeanor education since childhood and has always been incredibly perfect, this is really an unprecedented first time.
The designer looked at the frightened look on his jade-white face. He couldn't help but feel envious of Tong'er.
With such a fiancé, what woman wouldn’t envy him.
Regardless of appearance, appearance, body, family background, ability, accomplishment, demeanor... Han Qingyi is simply the best among the best. And just the way he looked nervous, embarrassed and blushing just now is almost the best among women in the world. My heart was broken.
You know, where are there any men who can blush nowadays, let alone such a good and outstanding man.
The designer thought to himself: Fortunately, she is almost old enough to be Han Qingyi's mommy. Otherwise, even she would be tempted and have unreasonable thoughts about this man.
She joked: "Mr. Han, don't be nervous. There is always a time for everything."
Han Qingyi was impeccable in his life. He was teasing an aunt-level lady like this. He couldn't answer the question. He lowered his head and coughed twice: "Yeah."
The designer couldn't help it. He covered his mouth and laughed.
"Okay, okay. Mr. Han, your wife will be out soon. I know that men will inevitably be nervous when they experience this kind of thing for the first time. Hahaha..."
Han Qingyi was teased by her and was unable to fight back.
"However, I am really curious. If one day in the future, when you see your wife being sent to the delivery room, I wonder if you will be so nervous that you faint... Hahahaha..."
Han Qingyi was teased by her again. And she teased her so much that she couldn't answer the question at all.
The dignified young master Qingyi also had such a day.
Lan Ning was on the side. He was already so angry that "his great, noble, amazing young master Qingyi actually married such a flirtatious idiot woman". Now he saw Han Qingyi's stunned look. It was even more... It was fire that was rising up slowly.
"Hey, don't talk nonsense. Our young master Qingyi is a doctor himself. The most amazing doctor. Do you understand? His psychological quality is not as weak as you said."
He looked at this lady designer who was "gossy, gossipy, stupid and boring" with disdain: Humph. It's so annoying.
The designer was not angry at all. Because of Lan Ning's angry appearance and his cute appearance, the designer thought he was young and just regarded him as a very fun child.
She couldn't help laughing again: "Hehehe. Little brother, why are you so anxious? You are still young. When you have a sweetheart like your young master Qingyi, you will understand. Hahahaha..."
Gossip.
Lan Ning rolled his eyes at her in his mind and snorted. He crossed his arms and turned his head away, too lazy to pay attention to this "so gossipy, so boring, and so annoying" designer.
When the designer saw his arrogant look, he felt even more funny and kept laughing.