Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

The manager standing at the side was in a dilemma. On the one hand was the daughter of Murong's family, and on the other was Mrs. Ming's friend. He couldn't get along in S city if he offended either one.

Murong Jing raised the corners of her lips, and pretended to be generous and said: "Hey, they open the store for business, and the visitors are just customers. What are you doing to embarrass them? But..." She raised her eyebrows and looked at Lin Jiyue, " Yao should have no chance of marrying you, right?"

No matter how good-tempered Lin Jiyue is, she can't help but lose her temper, but there is someone who is more angry than her, with a bright and straightforward voice: "Whoever marries our Xiaoyue has nothing to do with you, please be more polite!"

Su Qianqian changed into her wedding dress and came out, amazed the audience immediately. It was a collection of works by a famous designer who is about to retire. It was all handmade and customized. It was the only one in the world. Su Qianqian's aura wearing it was even more impressive. Invincible, that is a kind of pride that does not admit defeat.

Murong Jing's expression changed immediately after being robbed.

"Who are you?" asked the sharp-faced girl just now, who is also Murong Jing's good friend, Nangong Jue's younger sister Nangong Shan.

"Who am I?" Su Qianqian sneered, turned to the manager and said, "Manager Ma, tell her who I am!" Very good, but it's just bullying, who wouldn't?

The manager secretly called for help, and bravely introduced: "Miss Nangong, this is Mr. Ming's wife."

"Which Mr. Ming..." Nangong Shan was a little disdainful, and then suddenly exclaimed, "Are you explaining Ruisi?"

Manager Ma laughed and said, "It's Mr. Ming Ruisi."

Only then did Murong Jing look straight at Su Qianqian, with suspicion and search in her eyes.

Su Qianqian guarded Lin Jiyue behind her, and let them see her enough. Wearing nine-inch high heels, she was a head taller than Murong Jing, giving her a condescending aura.

Ming Ruisi, Mr. Ming who is famous but mysterious.

Nangong Shan originally wanted to say something, but was held back by Murong Jing, and she even took a step forward, offering her hand to Su Qianqian: "Mrs. Ming? You're rude."

Su Qianqian raised her chin slightly, stared at her coldly and arrogantly for a while, then lightly tapped the back of her hand, and then immediately retracted her lips with a smirk: "Sorry, I'm a bit of a clean freak. .”

Murong Jing almost fainted when she heard this, blushed and said "you" for a long time, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The atmosphere became more tense now.

Just at this time, a pleasant and gentle voice sounded: "What? Have you chosen?"

Zhuang Licheng pushed open the glass door and walked in. His cold eyes met Lin Jiyue who was standing not far away, and then he froze deeply.

There is a kind of look, called a look of ten thousand years.

There is a feeling that is absolutely irreplaceable.

There is a lover who is called Never Forget.

It's just that Zhuang Licheng's focused eyes only lasted for a second and then quickly moved away, as if they were just passersby who met by chance.

He calmly walked to Murong Jing's side, and said with a smile, "Which design did you choose?"

Seeing his cold reaction, Murong Jing smiled sweetly with peace of mind, took his arm and sat down beside him: "Didn't I tell you not to come? The doctor told you to rest more, why are you always talking by yourself?" Run out?" She asked warmly, as if she wanted to vent her grievance just now, and was eager to show intimacy in front of Lin Jiyue, "Come and see, I just chose a few styles, and I still can't make up my mind, I'm so worried .”