The famous family loves marriage, sweet to the point

Chapter 234 235: Really Like Hitomi (4 more)
There were many people talking outside the bedroom, Ye Qingxin asked Aunt Zhang: "A lot of people outside?"

"Well, there are more than a dozen people, three of them were sent by my husband to help, and the rest are people from the wedding company, makeup artists and photographers, and there seems to be one who is planning something."

Ye Qingxin nodded.

After washing up, Aunt Zhang helped her bring breakfast into the room. Before she could pick up the chopsticks to eat, her mobile phone rang.

Answering the call, Jing Boyuan's deep voice came over, with deep concern in his gentle tone, "Remember to have breakfast."

The voice over there was a bit noisy, and there must have been a lot of people.

Ye Qingxin smiled: "I'm about to eat, and you want to have breakfast too."

Jing Boyuan gave a soft "hmm".

In plain words, there is concern for each other.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin put down her chopsticks after taking a few bites, maybe she was a little nervous, she had no appetite.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang persuaded: "Madam eats too little, eat more."

Ye Qingxin reluctantly ate a few more steamed dumplings, and drank less than half a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup.

After eating, with the help of Aunt Zhang and Aunt Chi, she changed into an embroidered Wo suit.

The style of He Fu was loose, but Ye Qingxin's figure unexpectedly became more and more slender. The festive color set off her porcelain-white cheeks with two touches of blush, and her appearance was juicy and delicate.

Aunt Zhang opened the bedroom door to let in the makeup artist and stylist outside.

Ye Qingxin glanced outside, the makeup artist and stylist were the same group she had seen before, Dou Weier and Song Jiu's family, and the rest were all familiar faces.

There was no sign of Ye Qingguo.

"Aunt Zhang, where is Xiaoguo?"

Aunt Zhang replied: "He hasn't woken up yet, let him sleep for a while, anyway, he doesn't need to do anything."

Ye Qingxin didn't say anything more.

The makeup artist carefully and neatly applied the makeup on Ye Qingxin according to the makeup that was set in the villa last time.

Through the mirror, Ye Qingxin saw Song's mother standing on the door frame, watching her secretly wiping tears, her heart moved, and she said: "Aunt Song, aren't you tired from standing, come sit down and have a rest." She pointed to the foot of the bed next to her.

Mother Song wiped away her tears, came over and sat down, her eyes were red, she looked at Ye Qingxin and said with some emotion: "In the blink of an eye, you will be married, if Qiaoqiao is still here, you must be happy."

When Zhou Qiaoqiao was mentioned, Ye Qingxin's eyes darkened, and she smiled at Song's mother with the corners of her mouth pulled up.

Dou Weier, Song Jiu and three other bridesmaids changed into bridesmaid dresses in Aunt Chi's room. They were short sapphire blue dresses. The five of them had different styles, such as tube top, one-shoulder, high-necked, Suspenders, one-shoulder.

Dou Weier wears a tube top and wears Ye Qingxin's eye pupil sapphire necklace around her neck, which matches unexpectedly, adding a different charm to the low-key little dress.

The assistant makeup artist applied light makeup to the five bridesmaids.

Ye Qingxin was already good-looking, but after being meticulously painted by makeup artists and stylists, and paired with the grass clothes on her body, it gave people a feeling of beauty, as if she had traveled from ancient times, classic, noble, and dignified.

Dou Wei'er looked at Ye Qingxin's bridal attire, opened her mouth in a daze for a long time, smiled, and said, "Seeing you like this makes me want to get married."

Ye Qingxin smiled: "Then hurry up."

Dou Weier curled her lips, took out a big red envelope from her carry-on bag, handed it to Ye Qingxin and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, how can I grab it."

Ye Qingxin didn't answer: "Didn't you say that you don't have to give red envelopes when you're a bridesmaid?"

Dou Weier stuffed the red envelope into her hand, and said: "I don't have such stingy rules, don't be verbose, take it!"

Just as they were talking, a group of people came in from outside, they were all colleagues from the PAER studio, 30 people came in in a rush, Ye Qingxin was a little surprised, she didn't expect them to come.

Si Mingjing took the lead, seeing the surprise on Ye Qingxin's face, and said with a smile, "Did you not expect us to come? Were you pleasantly surprised? Were you touched?"

Ye Qingxin smiled: "It's really surprising."

Zhang Hanhan said: "We are here to mix red envelopes, so don't be too moved. After a while, your wealthy husband will come to pick you up. We will block the door for you and mix some red envelopes by the way, hehe..."

Ye Qingxin smiled, and joked: "Then you all have to hold on, hold on for a while, and don't forget about the business as soon as you see the red envelope."

Zhang Hanhan patted his chest to assure the ticket, "No, no, we are not the kind of people who forget our colleagues when we see benefits."

Han Huohuo stood by the door, leaning against the door frame and quietly looking at Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin noticed her gaze, turned her eyes and smiled slowly at her.

Han Huohuo was stunned for a moment, and a word suddenly popped up in his mind, Yan Ran Wu Fang.

Smiling, sweet and innocent.

After a while, Han Huohuo came back to his senses, took two steps towards Ye Qingxin, looked down at Ye Qingxin's delicate and charming cheeks, and said, "Congratulations."

Ye Qingxin looked back at her with a smile: "Thank you."

After a moment of silence, Han Huohuo said, "Don't take what I said that day to your heart."

She was referring to that day in Tang Pavilion, when she said she had a crush on Jing Boyuan.

Ye Qingxin said: "Did Sister Huohuo tell me anything? I don't remember."

Han Huohuo stared at her for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Xinxin, you are a smart person." After a pause, she said again: "You are a good match for him, I sincerely wish you both, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to participate His wedding."

"What are you whispering about? Let me listen to you too." Connie's voice cut in. A woman in her 40s, still charming, walked over intellectually and gracefully.

Han Huohuo turned around and looked at Connie with a smile, and said, "You said it was a whisper, how can I tell you? Our invincible and beautiful Queen Shen?"

Connie laughed, "Just your skin."

As she said that, she took out a big red envelope from her bag, handed it to Ye Qingxin, and said, "This is a wish from all the staff in our studio. I will press the pocket for you."

It is a custom in the capital that when a girl gets married, her close relatives will give some money to her, commonly known as pressing the pocket.

Connie didn't wait for Ye Qingxin to speak, and said again: "You can't refuse this, it's a rule, if you give it, you have to keep it."

Ye Qingxin was silent for a second, then stretched out her hand to accept it generously, "Thank you."

This love, she remembered.

At this time, Mother Song also came over and stuffed a red envelope for Ye Qingxin.

There is also the custom of pressing pocket money for brides in T city.

Ye Qingxin pinched Mother Song's not-so-thick red envelope, the place where her heart was very warm.

Aunt Zhang and Aunt Chi also gave red envelopes.

At [-]:[-], news came that the groom's team had already set off.

Ye Qingxin sat on the edge of the bed, biting her lower lip and smiling, an indescribable feeling fermented and spread in her heart.

Four cameras are set up in different positions in the bedroom.

The photographers are all men, and each of them has a cigarette in their ears. They all seem to be smokers, but since they entered the room until now, no one has smoked.

Ye Qingxin noticed that one of them stuffed the cigarette into his mouth a few times, playing with the lighter in his hand, as if he wanted to smoke, but he was hesitant to do so.

There are many people in the room, and although the air is somewhat dirty, it is better than a smoky smoke room.

Dou Weier was chatting and laughing with Song Jiu, when she frowned suddenly, her face was painful.

Song Jiu asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Dou Wei'er clutched her stomach and said, "Stomach hurts... hey! I can't do it anymore, I'm going to the toilet..."

The bathroom in Ye Qingxin's bedroom was transparent, so she went to Aunt Chi's room.

"Won't she have a bad stomach?" Song Jiu looked at Dou Weier's back in a hurry and said worriedly, "Will she not delay things?"

Compared to Song Jiu's worry, Ye Qingxin, the boss, was calm, "When she comes back, ask her what's going on." Turning around, she said to Aunt Chi, "You can find someone to buy some medicine for Wei'er's stomach. "

Aunt Chi replied, "Okay."

At this time, Aunt Zhang called out: "Old Madam Yan, why are you here?"

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Yan came to reproach with a smile, "Why can't I come?"

Aunt Zhang hurriedly said: "I didn't mean that, I just felt surprised..."

Old Mrs. Yan was walking towards the wedding room while talking, when she saw Ye Qingxin sitting on the edge of the bed, she was obviously stunned, a look of disbelief slipped through her cloudy eyes, and soon tears filled her eyes.

"Grandma Yan." Ye Qingxin got up to help the old man, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Madam Yan tightly held Ye Qingxin's hand with both hands, tears rolling down her wrinkled cheeks.

Ye Qingxin could even feel her hands trembling slightly.

"Are you okay?" Seeing her like this, Ye Qingxin felt distressed for no reason. Ye Qingxin could vaguely guess why Mrs. Yan was so excited. Maybe it was her appearance after makeup, which reminded her of someone who was no longer there. The relatives she has missed for more than ten years.

Sure enough, Mrs. Yan pursed her lips, stared deeply into Ye Qingxin's eyes, and shouted: "Tongtong..."

The voice is full of longing and sadness, which makes people feel moved when they smell it.

The pain in Ye Qingxin's heart became clearer, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears from Mrs. Yan's cheeks, and said softly, "Grandma Yan, it's my Xinxin, not Tongtong."

Mrs. Yan was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you look very similar to Tongtong in Hefu." She looked at Ye Qingxin carefully, her tone firm Said: "It's really similar. The moment I saw you just now, I thought I went back to the day when Tongtong got married more than 20 years ago."

"Go back and sit down. Before the groom comes to pick up the bride, the bride should not move around. Hurry up and go back and sit down." Mrs. Yan Laye Qingxin sat down by the bed, and Song Yuting, who was behind her, handed over a big red envelope at the right time.

"This is what grandma pressed the pocket for you, take it."

Ye Qingxin looked at the thick red envelope, thinking of the dowry Mrs. Yan sent yesterday, she hesitated for a while.

"Xinxin is obedient, take it." Mrs. Yan couldn't help but stuff the red envelope into Ye Qingxin's hand.

Ye Qingxin was silent for a moment, accepted the red envelope, and showed a bright smile to Mrs. Yan, "Thank you, Grandma Yan."

As she spoke, she handed the red envelope to Aunt Zhang beside her.

Today, Aunt Zhang is in charge of the woman's side. She is in charge of some detailed arrangements, and she is also keeping valuables such as red envelopes and rings. Ye Qingxin doesn't worry about it at all.

Madam Yan was dazed again by her smile.

It's really like Hitomi.

Seeing Ye Qingxin's appearance in her twenties, Mrs. Yan couldn't help but think of her little granddaughter who died young... Some thoughts came out from the bottom of her heart.

The torrential rain that year was fierce, and the river was turbulent. Neither two adults in their twenties were spared. Does a three-year-old girl have a chance of surviving?

Mrs. Yan sat for a while, then got up to go back.

Dou Wei'er sat on the toilet for a long time, and when she got up, her body felt hollowed out, probably because there was something wrong with the mutton skewers that she ate at the temple fair last night, and her stomach hurt several times last night.

Leaning on the wall to get out, she walked towards the wedding room with a pale face. Just as she reached the door, the door of the wedding room opened suddenly, and two people came out from inside.

(End of this chapter)