Zhuo Jian thought for a while and smiled as an answer.
After lunch, the three of them went to a wedding photo studio.
Ouyang Ping excitedly took Zhuo Jian to take photos, wearing the most high-end wedding dress and bridesmaid dress in the studio.
Li Yuqing had no intention of joining, and planned to be the driver of the two women all afternoon.
But he didn't expect to see her walking out in a wedding dress.
At that moment, Li Yuqing clearly heard that her heart was like a wine bottle dropped to the ground, shattering into pieces.
This gentle woman in a wedding dress whom he had admired for so many years now belonged to another man.
Even if that man once hurt her to the point of being completely injured, that man could still coax her back easily.
Just because that man is her sweetheart and the first person she loves?
Zhuo Jian looked up and saw his expression, a little embarrassed, but still smiled slightly.
Ouyang Ping also followed out. The white bridesmaid dress was similar to a wedding dress, but simpler.
Li Yuqing moved his eyes away. He knew that Ouyang Ping was undoubtedly handsome and good-looking, but she looked a little more girlish in this outfit.
"Let's go, let's go take pictures."
Ouyang Ping held Zhuo Jian's arm and said.
"Won't the groom change his clothes?"
the staff member asked.
Then Li Yuqing and Ouyang Ping laughed first, and then Zhuo Jian followed suit.
This joke is very cold.
"My dear, that's the man I haven't caught yet, not the bride's."
Ouyang Ping's flexible explanation.
The staff member smiled awkwardly, nodded his apology, and then took the two of them upstairs.
Li Yuqing watched at the door but did not go in.
That was their sisters' world, and he planned to remain a spectator.
But in the end...
Ouyang Ping hung a black bow around his neck and dragged him in to take some pictures.
After taking the photo and changing back into his own clothes, Li Yuqing got into Ouyang Ping's car and continued to be Ouyang Ping's driver. As we all know, Mr. Fu would personally pick up his little wife home.
Before Ouyang Ping got into the car, she hugged Zhuo Jian and whispered against the wind, "I will take this man away, lest your husband will be angry when he sees the three of us here."
"He's not that angry."
Zhuo Jian said softly.
"Humph! Your lips are swollen from being kissed. Is it just that your husband has a strong taste?"
Ouyang Ping glared at her and reminded her that she didn't need to be angry on Fu Yanye's behalf.
"..."
"Go wait for him somewhere else. Don't let your husband know that the three of us are taking pictures together."
Ouyang Ping warned again.
Zhuo Jian looked at her doubtfully, Ouyang Ping gave her a look, patted her shoulder and got into the car.
Zhuo Jian stood at the door of the photo studio and waved to them. After they left, Zhuo Jian looked to the left and right.
If not here...
There is a cake shop not far away.
Zhuo Jian walked over there against the wind, and took out his cell phone to call Fu Yanye.
They quickly picked up the call and Zhuo briefed me on the address.
Fu Yanye turned around and replied to her: "Ten minutes."
Zhuo Jian hung up the phone, raised her eyes when she walked to the cake shop, and found that it was a pretty good brand shop.
There was no queue inside, but as soon as she opened the door and walked in, the only person inside who was waiting for the cake turned around.
When Zhuo Jian saw that person, he immediately stopped.
