Chapter 975 It’s me who doesn’t know what’s good or bad
During the meal with Pei Shanshan's parents, both parties had a pleasant conversation.
Except for Zhou Cishen, who sat there like an uninvited guest, except for occasionally taking care of Ruan Xingwan, he didn't say much during the whole process.
Pei's mother was a little nervous at first when she saw his aura of keeping strangers away. Fortunately, she put more energy into talking with Ruan Xingwan and William, and gradually ignored him.
After dinner, when going to the bathroom, Pei Shanshan whispered: "Xingxing, isn't Mr. Zhou not very happy?"
Ruan Xingwan raised his eyebrows slightly: "When has he ever been happy?"
Pei Shanshan nodded in agreement: "That's true."
Ruan Xingwan pulled the paper and wiped his hands: "Don't worry about him if it's okay, let's go."
The wedding was held in Nancheng. According to the rules, the two of them could not live together before the wedding, so they had to go to the hotel to pick up the bride.
Tonight, Ruan Xingwan, Pei Shanshan, Pei's father and Pei's mother are all staying in the hotel.
William went back to his residence in Nancheng.
After leaving the restaurant, Ruan Xingwan was about to get into the car with Pei Shanshan and the others when his wrist was held.
She turned her head and looked at the man in front of her in confusion.
Zhou Cishen said unhurriedly: "I'll give it to you."
Seeing this, Pei Shanshan was extremely considerate and said, "We'll leave first, Xingxing. I'll send you the address."
Ruan Xingwan responded, and after they left, he got into Zhou Cishen's car.
On the way, she lowered the car window and felt the dry breeze in the summer night.
However, after a while of blowing, Zhou Cishen raised the car window, and he said calmly: "The wind can't blow."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She retorted: "You can't blow the wind during confinement. How long has it been?"
Zhou Cishen said: "It's been the same for a long time. If you blow it too much, you'll get a headache."
Ruan Xingwan vaguely felt that his tone was much more serious. On normal days, if he didn't take advantage of her or talk to her, he would be a ghost.
She thought for a while and then said: "Are you still angry about what happened when you went out?"
Zhou Cishen paused for a moment, not understanding what she was talking about: "What."
"that is……"
Ruan Xingwan didn't know what to say. Although Zhou Cishen had a bad mouth, he wasn't that stingy.
Don't they often make noises like this?
At this time, the car encountered a red light and stopped.
Zhou Cishen turned his head and looked at Ruan Xingwan, who was silent at the side. Thinking of what she just said, he said without warning: "I'm not angry."
Ruan Xingwan turned to look at him, tilting her head slightly, as if waiting for his next sentence.
Zhou Cishen breathed out slowly and smoothed her hair that stuck to her lips: "I was just wondering why your father and I rarely sit at the same dinner table, but we are discussing other people's weddings."
Ruan Xingwan obviously did not expect that he would be the reason.
In fact, she also knew that Zhou Cishen had been preparing for their wedding last year, and the wedding dress had already been made.
It's just been put on hold for various reasons.
His biggest wish is to arrange a wedding for her.
Ruan Xingwan held his hand: "Actually, for me, it doesn't matter whether I have a wedding or not. The important thing is..."
Zhou Cishen said: "Lying."
Ruan Xingwan: "?"
Zhou Cishen continued: "When Pei Shanshan took wedding photos, your tone was very happy and your expression was very envious."
Ruan Xingwan threw away his hand angrily: "Who among the girls doesn't have the dream of wearing a wedding dress? Besides...and I was just comforting you. Why don't you know what's good and what's good?"
Zhou Cishen pulled her back again, and just as he was about to say something, the car behind him started honking.
The light is green.
The car drove on the road again and soon arrived downstairs of the hotel.
Zhou Cishen parked the car and prepared to discuss the issue of ignorance with Ruan Xingwan in depth. However, he turned his head and before he could speak, Ruan Xingwan came up to him, bit his lips, and seemed to challenge him.
He raised his eyebrows.
Before Zhou Cishen could react, she quickly retreated.
Zhou Ci was silent for two seconds: "I admit, I am ignorant."
As he spoke, he pulled her back, and just when his thin lips were about to press up, Ruan Xingwan looked at him and said, "I received an invitation from Fashion Week today."
Zhou Ci stared at her with deep black eyes, but he didn't kiss her. He just brushed her hair and said in a low voice, "Huh?"
Ruan Xingwan said: "Louis said that you contacted him and told him about my situation. He appreciated the choice and invited me to participate in this fashion week."
Zhou Cishen's lips curled up: "Congratulations."
Ruan Xingwan said seriously: "But if I go to prepare for fashion week, our wedding may continue to be postponed. I originally thought it was nothing, but seeing your attitude today, I decided to reject Louis."
Hearing this, Zhou Ci narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you sure?"
"Of course, you can participate in fashion week or not, but our wedding is the most important."
Zhou Cishen tightened his hold on her and pursed his thin lips.
Ruan Xingwan added: "What's more, I have my own strength. No matter how long it takes, I will have the opportunity to participate in the fashion week, but the wedding is different again. To avoid some people being unhappy, among the two, I will definitely choose you.
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The man's fingers gently rubbed her waist, and his voice was low: "Are you comforting me again?"
"How could it be possible? I sincerely mean it and I really can't be more sincere!"
A few seconds later, Zhou Cishen laughed silently, and there was nothing he could do about her: "Do what you should do, don't think about anything else."
That was her dream, and that was what he owed her.
Ruan Xingwan looked at him and said sincerely: "To be honest, I am not comforting you, nor..."
"I know."
Zhou Cishen held her in his arms and spoke slowly, "But compared to the wedding, I want you to show up where you should be."
Ruan Xingwan was silent for a moment, then reached out to hug him back.
She knew very well in her heart that Zhou Cishen would not let her attend the fashion week because of the wedding.
But she was also really willing to give up this opportunity for him.
She always believes that what belongs to her will come as scheduled no matter how much time passes.
When Ruan Xingwan was about to say something else, Zhou Cishen's voice rang in his ears: "If you don't get out of the car, don't go tonight."
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
She came out of Zhou Cishen's arms and quickly kissed the side of his face: "You can sleep well tonight. See you tomorrow."
At the same time, she opened the car door and got out of the car, turned around and waved to him, then leaned over and warned her uneasily: "The two babies will definitely cry if I'm not here at night. You can't comfort them. I've made an agreement with my mother that today
Let the little guy sleep with you at night, and don't bully him."
Zhou Cishen rested his elbows on the steering wheel and said calmly: "You are so worried, why don't you go back with me?"
Ruan Xingwan said seriously: "If he files a complaint with me tomorrow, you will sleep in the study for a month."