God even has a crush on me

Chapter 421 Keep Smiling When Taking Wedding Photos
Han Ning'er has the urge to crush that bastard who taught Xiaobao to death, who is it!And taught her Xiaobao what a mess!

It made her seriously doubt, is Smelly Xiaobao really only five years old? ?
"Xiaobao, who taught you that sentence just now?"

"Uncle taught me."

"..."

Another stinky old man!

Han Ning'er remembers, next time you see your brother, you must teach him a lesson!
At this time, the door of the reception room was suddenly pushed open, and a luxurious woman in a mink fur autumn dress broke in. Seeing that there was someone in the room, she immediately showed displeasure.

The sable-haired woman said arrogantly: "Hey, this is a high-end VIP reception room. Only customers who are expected to spend more than one million can come in. Are you eligible to sit here?"

Han Ning'er let out a sigh of relief. There are always women who pretend to be aggressive in the world, and they are the ones who want to be struck by lightning.

Before Han Ning'er could reply, Fang Ziyou spoke first, almost in the same cold tone as his father, and said coldly, "Auntie, please be more polite to my mother."

"You, who's your aunt!" The mink-haired woman was unhappy, and walked over quickly, with a very fierce aura.

Seeing this, Han Ning'er hurriedly protected Xiaobao behind her back. At the same time, a tall man walked in from the reception room. He was her personal bodyguard A Wu.

The sable-haired woman was about to have a seizure, but Ah Wu stood in front of Han Ning'er, mother and son in time.

Han Ning'er sat back on the seat with her son in her arms as if nothing had happened, and lazily warned: "Mother, there is one thing in the world that you can never buy with money, and that is upbringing. My son is here, and I don't want to be with you." You tear it."

"You eighth woman, you have the ability, ah—" The last scream came from A Wudi's sudden attack.

Ah Wu didn't hit anyone, but pulled Diao Maonu's arm back, dragging her away like a prisoner, and the reception room fell silent instantly.

Fang Ziyou raised his head, looked at his mother's pretty face, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mom, you don't want me to call someone else's aunt, but you call someone else's aunt yourself."

"Xiaobao, this kind of thing depends on the situation. We are good citizens and we can't take the initiative to provoke troubles. But if someone bullies us, we can't swallow our anger. But there is also a principle, you can move your mouth without using your hands, and if you can't solve it with your mouth , then ask Uncle Wu to come out and help drive the bad guys away."

"Uncle Wu is not as powerful as Uncle Faas."

"how do you know?"

"I've seen them compete, and Uncle Ah Wu never beat Uncle Faas."

Han Ning'er raised her eyebrows, what a stinky brat, she even fought to show her precious son, what is she trying to do to spoil her little treasure? ? ?
"Stinky little treasure, you can't watch other people fight in the future, do you hear me?"

"Oh." Fang Ziyou said obediently, but what he thought in his heart was that he had seen enough anyway.

The mother and son chatted for a while, and designer Liu Yuanyuan finally came in.

Han Ning'er was polite first, and then went straight to the topic and said, "Miss Liu, we made an appointment before, and I'm here today for the wedding invitation."

Liu Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Miss Han, what does the wedding invitation look like in your imagination?"

"First of all, let's talk about the color. I don't like pure red. I can add a little pink to the red. It is best to draw three people on the post. One is me, the other is my husband, and the last one is our son, which is this little guy. .”

After Han Ning'er finished speaking, she lowered her head and kissed her precious son's little cheek.

Fang Ziyou pouted, although his mother's kiss would make him very happy, but in front of outsiders, he would feel embarrassed.

Liu Yuanyuan glanced at Mengwa, nodded knowingly, "I probably understand what you mean, do you have any other requirements?"

"Yes." Han Ning'er nodded, "Try not to make the wedding invitation so old-fashioned. In the end, it should be simple to reflect the feeling of freedom, but this is very abstract. If you find it difficult, just make it simple."

"OK, I see." Liu Yuanyuan nodded.

Han Ning'er thought for a while, and then said: "I will send you the relevant text after I go back. It is enough to print 100 copies of the wedding invitation. In terms of paper quality, my husband's request is to use the most expensive..."

Just talking about the design of the wedding invitation didn't take long, and it was completed in less than half an hour.

Under the escort of Uncle Awu, the mother and son boarded the car home.

Xiaobao was sitting in the car playing with his mobile phone, ignoring his mother. Han Ning'er was also pressing the phone with her mobile phone, sending a message to her husband.

Ning'er: Brother Cheng Jun, the wedding invitation is done, and the final draft will be given out tomorrow, and it can be printed the day after tomorrow.

Brother Cheng Jun: Thank you Ninger, we will take wedding photos the day after tomorrow.

wedding photo...

Han Ning'er almost forgot that she and brother Cheng Jun had been married for five years, and they hadn't taken any wedding photos yet.

Ning'er: Is the wedding dress ready?

Brother Cheng Jun: It's ready, you must look beautiful in it.

Ning'er: Is your dress ready?
Brother Cheng Jun: Yes.

Han Ning'er smiled, happy in her heart, and continued to ask him: Is Xiaobao's dress ready?
Brother Cheng Jun: Don't worry about what I do, I won't make mistakes.

Ning'er: Well, I'm taking Xiaobao home now, and I want to go back to work in the company tomorrow, is that okay?
After waiting for a while, my husband replied to her: I have resigned for you.

Nani? ? ?

Han Ning'er was stunned, and quickly asked him: When did it happen?
Brother Cheng Jun: After you lost your memory, I thought about it a lot. If you don't keep you by my side, I will still be worried.

Han Ning'er pouted and protested: But I don't want to be a secretary.

Brother Cheng Jun: The company lacks a new media editor, who is responsible for the management of the official account and Weibo, as well as some daily press releases, corresponding to your major.

That being said, new media editors are not reporters.

Han Ning'er was about to protest when Fang Chengjun sent another sentence: You can continue to be a special reporter at GY Media, but the office is moved to my side.

What, it turned out to be a false alarm.

Han Ning'er breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: Next time, please bring the important point to the front, so that I think I can no longer be a reporter.

Brother Cheng Jun: If you don’t say that, you won’t take my words seriously. I’ll be busy first, and I’ll talk to you later in the evening.

Ning'er: Well, see you tonight.

Han Ning'er put down her phone and looked out the car window. She was almost home.

……

Three days later, the matter of the wedding invitation was finally settled.

However, today's focus is not wedding invitations, but wedding photos.

The family of three came to the scheduled shooting location on time - it was a small island bought by the Gu family in the South China Sea.

The island is surrounded by the sea, blue sea and blue sky, the salty sea breeze brings the blessings of petrels, and there seems to be a festive wind from the other side of the world.

Han Ning'er and Xiaobao were wearing white parent-child beach suits, and both were barefoot, running on the beach excitedly. The former was more like a lively child.

"Hahaha...Xiaobao hurry up and chase mom, hurry up..."

(End of this chapter)