Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Hearing this, Bo Jingzhou's confidence instantly increased. He frowned and looked at Jiang Yazhu, "Mom, please don't sow discord between me and Wanwan. We are husband and wife, so naturally we share blessings and hardships. No matter what happens, No matter what happens, we will never give up on each other.”

Jiang Yazhu glared at him with hatred, and said: "Look at your clear appearance. Fortunately, you are looking for Wanwan, otherwise you could be tricked into losing your pants."

She moved to Shen Wanci and showed her dislike of him with her actions: "Wanwan, ignore him, let's choose the invitation."

Shen Wanci rubbed the back of her neck with her hands. She had buried her head at work these past few days, and her mind was groggy from morning to night: "Okay."

Seeing this, Bo Jingzhou hurriedly reached out and kneaded her with just the right amount of force. Her neck felt comfortable, and even the dizzy pain in her head was relieved.

Jiang Yazhu opened the photo album with great interest: "These are the invitations I selected before. Do you want to see if you like any of them?"

Ever since Wan Wan and Jing Zhou reconciled, she had been waiting for this day. She had already decided on many things, all based on Shen Wan Ci's preferences, and was waiting for her to make the final decision.

Shen Wanci looked at the invitations selected by Jiang Yazhu, her eyes sparkling: "They all look good, but I like this one better."

"Then choose this one. I'll have someone order it tomorrow. As for the wedding dress and dress, do you have a designer you like? You guys are a little pressed for time right now, so you have to hurry up and make it. I'm afraid it won't be late by then."

After discussing the invitations, they began to discuss the dress on the wedding day, the decoration of the wedding venue, and the style of the host. The two were discussing in full swing, but the groom, Bo Jingzhou, did not even say a word during the whole process.

When they started talking about what gifts to give to the guests after the wedding banquet, he couldn't help it anymore and said implicitly: "Mom, this is my wedding, do you want me to have a sense of participation?"

Jiang Yazhu: "You are the one who paid the money. Isn't that enough of a sense of participation? You are sending the invitations, you are wearing the clothes, and you are the one on stage on the wedding day. How can you not participate?"

"..." It seems to make sense.

Bo Jingzhou: "But..."

Before he could finish his 'but', he was interrupted by Jiang Yazhu: "Stop being a butt. With your dog-gnawing appreciation level, don't bring down the overall style of the wedding."

Even so, she still handed over the phone, pointed at the photos and said, "See for yourself, these are what Wan Ci likes."

She got up and went to the kitchen on the pretext of seeing how Sister Wang's meal was being cooked, giving up the space to them.

Bo Jingzhou pretended to look through the photos seriously. He was actually not interested in them. As long as Wan Wan liked them, any style would be fine. However, Wan Ci didn't ask his opinion during the whole process, which made him feel aggrieved by being ignored.

Although he was willing to choose anything Wanwan liked, but the words had already been spoken, Bo Jingzhou still pretended to express his opinion: "Only using flowers of one color for the entire venue, wouldn't it be too monotonous?"

Shen Wanci glanced at him: "...No."

He didn't listen to a single word of the details she had discussed with her mother just now, but she had the nerve to say that he wanted to feel involved.

...On the way back, Shen Wanci sent a message to Qin Yuezhi and told her the time of the wedding.

Qin Yuezhi's voice came over quickly: "Oh my God, you guys finally remembered to have a wedding. If not, I will be an old girl."

"I want beautiful bridesmaid dresses and handsome groomsmen, preferably young and sunny, cheerful and sweet-tongued little breasts... Huo Tingdong, I haven't finished speaking yet, you grab me..."

The sound disappeared. Huo Tingdong probably robbed the phone.

Shen Wanci's guess was correct. Qin Yuezhi's cell phone had indeed been robbed. At the moment, it was being played with by Huo Tingdong. The man looked at her with a half-smile and repeated what she had just said: "Little milk dog" ? Cheerful and sweet-tongued? Youthful and sunny? When people are bridesmaids, they go there to fend off the wine for their besties, but you go out to Hongxing?"

Qin Yuezhi had a serious look on his face, "You are slandering. How could a good young man like me do such a morally corrupt thing? You are a typical example of someone who is dirty. Everyone is dirty. No, you have to follow I apologize."

She felt that she had finally caught Huo Tingdong's pigtails and got back the game, looking as arrogant as a rooster.

"Do you want me to..." Huo Tingdong blurted out, "Do you want me to list the criteria for defamation for you?" Halfway through, he remembered the last time Qin Yuezhi accused him of using the law to suppress her all day long, and he thought Swallowed the words back: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Qin Yuezhi sighed happily, finally winning for once, it felt so good.

Huo Tingdong looked at her arrogant look and raised his hand in a funny way, "Are you trying to evade responsibility by changing the subject?"

"..." Then she remembered the reason why she came here, and scratched her hair irritably: "Let's go."

Qin Yuezhi had just closed the store and was about to go home today when she received a call from Huo Tingdong, saying that he had been bitten by a dog and asked her to come and take him to the hospital.

To be able to make a 30-year-old man with hands and feet, who can independently manage people's affairs, call and shake people, he must have deep injuries. After Qin Yuezhi hung up the phone, he hurried over and grabbed several items on the way. There was a yellow light, but when I saw it, I saw that there was a little skin scratch on my finger, and there was no blood.

Regarding the issue of division of responsibilities, she had discussed it with Huo Tingdong before. The result was that she picked up the dog, the owner is her, and the responsibility is naturally hers. Although Qin Yuezhi was dissatisfied with this, she could only hold her nose and admit it. Who told her that she was not as good at talking as others? She could only pray in her heart that the nurse who would give him the injection was a novice, and she was very aggressive and pricked her. He was barking wildly, and it was best not to get out of bed for three days.

Huo Tingdong saw what she was thinking and ruthlessly shattered her fantasy: "A rabies vaccine on my arm won't prevent me from getting out of bed, or you can use another method to make it impossible for me to get out of bed."

Although Qin Yuezhi was a dwarf in action, she was an expert in language. She immediately understood the meaning of his words and stared at him with disgust: "Why are you so wretched?"

"Telling dirty jokes to your girlfriend is also called obscene? Then when you were staring at the butts of those little naughty dogs, why didn't you hear you saying it was obscene?"

"When did I..." She got stuck. She might have actually done this before. She seemed to have commented on whose buttocks were more upturned. Thinking of her past affairs, Qin Yuezhi became angry and said, "Are you leaving or not?" ? An injection is so tedious, so be careful of rabies spreading all over you."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the car keys and left angrily. Huo Tingdong chuckled and followed her.

Huo Zhizhi knew that he was in trouble, so he sat on the spot and wagged his tail fiercely as if to please, and made a whining sound. He didn't dare to follow them when they left. When Huo Tingdong closed the door, he touched his head at it. It immediately stood up happily. (End of chapter)