The makeup artist held up the phone in front of her, trying to make Miss Su sober up.
But Miss Su, who has always been a light sleeper, was sleeping deeply at the moment. She vaguely heard the ringtone and vibration of her cell phone in her sleep, which automatically transformed into a music station and a row of flying white doves.
Seeing this, the makeup artist accidentally answered her call by mistake and quickly apologized.
On the big day, Xie Heng naturally wouldn't be angry over this little incident, "Are you still sleeping?"
Makeup artist: "Mrs. Xie got up too early, so she will inevitably be a little tired."
Xie Heng understood the little girl's heartless temperament, "It doesn't matter, wake her up after getting in the car, and prepare some dessert for her in the car."
Makeup artist: "Mr. Xie is so kind to Mrs. Xie."
The three words "Mrs. Xie" made Xie Heng's thin lips curl up slightly, obviously he was very satisfied with this title.
After all, he is also a man who cannot be exempted from vulgarity, and his desire for exclusivity is instinctive.
I like to put my own mark on her.
"Hmm." Su Su in the car yawned after being woken up, her brows furrowed in bitterness.
"If I had known I had to get up so early to get married, I wouldn't have gotten married." The little girl's pink lips pursed slightly in dissatisfaction. She would be in a bad mood if she didn't sleep well.
Hearing this, the makeup artist smiled and said, "Mrs. Xie, it's worth getting up early for an outstanding man like Mr. Xie. I don't know how many people have prayed to God and worshiped Buddha to get this good blessing."
Su Su stared: "He is very lucky to be able to marry me."
I was stunned for a moment by the makeup artist, and then looked sideways at her rosy-faced appearance, as if her confidence was fully convincing.
"Yes, Mrs. Xie is so beautiful. Anyone who can marry you must be lucky."
Hearing this, Su Su was happy.
The wedding was crowded with guests, and there were countless luxury cars and celebrities. Later, some media commented on the wedding. If there was any terrorist attack during the wedding, the national economy would be severely damaged.
"Mr. Thank you, congratulations."
"Congratulations, Mr. Xie."
"Thank you, Mr. Happy."
"..."
Although the preparations for the wedding were tight, everything from the ostentation to the small things like the flowers and arrangements was meticulously considered.
No one can question the thoughtfulness of this wedding.
In particular, Xie Heng personally handles most matters.
This intention alone is enough for everyone to understand his thoughts.
"Mr. Xie, the bride's wedding car is arriving soon." Secretary Yang came to Xie Heng's side and reported in a low voice.
Hearing this, Xie Heng raised his feet and was about to pick someone up. Su Pingshan stopped him with a smile and said, "Xian son-in-law, my dear son-in-law, we still have to wait to see the bride when she goes on stage. According to the process, it should be us."
Parents lead people to the lounge."
This is also a process that has been determined in advance.
"Mr. Xie is really impatient." A manager joked with a smile.
"Yes, the bride is here, are you afraid that Mr. Xie will run away? Hahahaha." On such a festive day, with a few words of teasing, no one is worried that Mr. Xie will be angry.
The corners of Xie Heng's lips raised gently: "I can't hold my breath anymore."
In the lounge.
Su Su was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, holding a pastry in one hand while carefully looking at her makeup and wedding dress today.
The unique red gauze in the world has the charm of Chinese classical style and the lightness and elegance of modern wedding dress.
The red roses on it are dazzling, with unbridled intensity and fragrance just like her.
There is not much redundancy or heavy lifting in makeup and styling, because her little face is stunning enough on its own.
She showed off her beauty unscrupulously in front of the mirror, but was interrupted by a sudden voice, "The bride can't eat until the ceremony is over. What do you look like?"
Su Pingshan and Su's mother stepped into the lounge one after another. Looking at Su Su who was not reserved at all, he immediately spat out words of blame.
Su Su took another bite of the pastry and put it aside.
Seeing this, Su Pingshan started taking ideological education lessons with her again, "When you marry into the Xie family, you should coax Xie Heng well and don't waste your face... Also, don't forget..."
Su Su silently synchronized with his voice in her heart: Don't forget that you are the daughter of the Su family.
Su Pingshan, "Don't forget that you are the daughter of the Su family."
When Su Su was speechless, she noticed a cold look coming from not far away.
This gaze made her feel uncomfortable all over, as if she was being stared at by some evil spirit.
Su Su looked sideways suspiciously and saw only the back of a woman leaving quickly.
Her beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly: Who is he?
Xie Heng’s romantic debt outside?
"Su Su!"
Seeing that he was talking to her, but she was distracted, Su Pingshan called her name coldly.