Due to the advance date of the wedding, a lot of originally ample time has been compressed like compressed biscuits, one piece after another.
So, before Tong Huanyan could think about the things that troubled her anymore, Chu Yichen was already standing in the living room of her house, preparing to get married with Tong Huanyan.
"Yichen, why are you here?" Tong Huanyan walked out of the room sleepily. Unexpectedly, the first thing she saw was Chu Yichen sitting on the sofa, chatting animatedly with Xiao Biwan.
Hearing the sound and looking over, Chu Yichen had a doting smile on his face: "Huanyan, don't you want to choose the wedding items with your own hands?"
"Huh?" Tong Huanyan was stunned at first, but quickly realized, didn't she just confirm the wedding date in half a month last night? How could she forget it in the blink of an eye?
"Ah, wait for me, I'm going to wash up!" Thinking of getting married, thinking of marrying the man she has loved for seven years, Tong Huanyan jumped for joy and ran to the bathroom.
For a woman, washing her face and applying makeup is definitely a huge undertaking, but for Tong Huanyan, who has been in the police academy for three years, washing her face is just to make herself cleaner and make others look more comfortable.
.So, in less than five minutes, Tong Huanyan rushed out of the bathroom with a refreshed face and ran directly into her bedroom.
This time, less than three minutes later, Tong Huanyan, dressed casually, was already standing in front of Chu Yichen.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's true that she didn't get admitted to college! I just said I was going to buy something, and it's already happening at such a speed. If I really wait until Xiao Chu comes to welcome the bride, some shameless little girl won't be able to do it.
Drag your skirt and rush out!" Seeing her daughter so excited, Xiao Biwan couldn't help but tease her.
Tong Huanyan only thought about being able to choose things related to her marriage, and did not realize that her actions seemed to be too anxious to get married. When she heard her mother making fun of herself, Tong Huanyan couldn't help but feel her cheeks heat up, and she suddenly blushed.
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"Mom, you make fun of others..."
"Hahaha! Forget it, I don't want to be a bad guy. It seems that I deliberately delayed your precious time." Xiao Biwan stopped teasing her baby daughter and just walked to the kitchen with a smile. Her perfect husband was still there.
I'm making breakfast, so why don't I go take a look myself?
Xiao Biwan had just taken a few steps when she suddenly thought of something. Just as she was about to turn around and say something to Chu Yichen and Tong Huanyan, she heard Chu Yichen's polite voice coming from behind: "Auntie, Huanyan and I are not going to be together for breakfast today.
I ate at home. I’ll take her out to eat some, and then I’ll start preparing things for the wedding. Do you think that’s okay?”
Faced with such a polite request, Xiao Biwan really didn't know how to refuse, and half a month was indeed a bit short for such a big event as a wedding. So Xiao Biwan didn't stick to details and nodded directly in agreement.
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Looking at the back of her precious daughter and Chu Yichen leaving hand in hand, Xiao Biwan couldn't help but sigh. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, and the baby that was babbling in her arms and couldn't speak was going to marry someone else in the blink of an eye.
As a wife, time flies really fast.
However, there is still a shadow in Xiao Biwan's heart. Is Song Qianlian really the same as what her precious daughter said, and is she just Chu Yichen's old classmate and colleague?
"Wan'er, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?" Just as Xiao Biwan was looking at the door in a daze, the tall Tong Weiguo walked out of the kitchen holding a plate with fried eggs and grilled sausages in one hand.
"Weiguo, I'm still worried." With no outsiders present, a look of worry finally appeared on Xiao Biwan's face.