"Miss Xin, the young master asked me to take you to change clothes. Please come with me."
Leng Heng came over and sent the attendant away, then led Changshang to the fitting room.
Zhong Wen's smiling face slowly subsided. He held the phone, nimbly slid his fingers on the virtual keyboard, organized a text message, and sent it.
Countless speculations ran through his mind.
Curiosity, surprise, exploration... are not suitable to describe his curiosity at the moment. Finally, he put away his mobile phone, stood up slowly, and elegantly blended into the social circle, chatting and laughing happily.
As soon as Chang Shang walked out of the dressing room, she saw Chang Mian leaning against the wall at the door of the dressing room, playing with a lighter and spinning it flexibly in his hand.
"Chang Mian."
Chang Mian's eyes fell on her feet, he slowly raised his head, glanced at Chang Shang with squinted eyes, put on a faint smile, and slowly converged: "I'm a little busy tonight, I may drink a lot, wait.
After the wedding is over, you can take me back. Here are the car keys."
Chang Shang carefully took the car keys. Leng Heng had just vaccinated her, saying that Chang Mian did not want her to have contact with other men again.
She thought about it and felt that it was necessary to explain it to Chang Mian.
"Just now, I met someone who had sponsored me before, and then I had a few words with him. I wanted to return the money he sponsored me to him, and I didn't want to owe anyone else a favor."
Chang Mian glanced at her with a charming attitude.
"How much? It's not enough. Ask Leng Heng for it."
"The card you gave me has money in it, which is enough to pay it back."
Chang Mian's face looked better. A paging sound came from the earphone on his suit. Chang Mian said a few words and then looked at Chang Shang: "Remember, don't mess with me. I'll hit people when I'm drunk."
When Chang Mian walked away, it was as if the calm air that had imprisoned her disappeared like a crack.
Chang Shang breathed a sigh of relief and secretly warned herself that it would be better to stay as far away from the man as possible tonight.
That's exactly what she did, and she was placed at a table full of female guests.
Looking at the happy newlyweds on the wedding stage from a distance, in front of the witnesses, the groom slowly pushed the ring that represents a lifetime to the bride's ring finger, and then lovingly dropped a small ring on her forehead.
A shallow peck.
The bride's face was filled with the happiness that all women show on their wedding day. Chang Chang could feel the feeling of being loved even from ten meters away.
A new couple.
They are so happy.
Vaguely, she seemed to hear the sound of her own heartbeat, carrying an irrepressible envy and jealousy. The atmosphere of happiness was contagious, but in the eyes of a woman who had no hope of happiness forever, the kind of contagious happiness could only be felt by others.
It will adversely affect people's mood.
Chang Shang did not deny that when she saw others being happy, besides blessing her, she thought that she might never be that happy, which made her feel very disappointed.
Unknowingly, she seemed to have had a few more drinks.
Maybe, I drank more than a little bit more.
The main reason was that a girl sitting next to her seemed to want to get drunk. The two strange women instantly became close friends. You have a drink and I have a drink, you accompany me and I accompany you.
"I had a crush on him for ten years, and he loved her for ten years, and finally they got married. One of them is my best friend, and the other is my most attached brother. I don't want to bless them. Really, but I have to be happy.
Are you happy to come to their wedding?" The girl sat next to her, suddenly hugged Shang Shang, buried it in her arms, and started to cry softly.
How beautiful is the wedding scene, the funeral of another woman's heartbreak?