Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 186 The Return of Qiao Nan (4)
As soon as he walked to the door of the bathroom, the light inside suddenly dimmed, followed by a low exclamation from a woman.

Jin Ziqi raised his head subconsciously, and saw a woman who was standing in front of the mirror suddenly turn around.

In the dim bathroom, because of the reflection of the mirror, a bright light hit the woman's eyes.

And those eyes also looked straight over, looking at Jin Ziqi at the door.

It was as if the heart had been hit hard by a huge object, and the internal organs were shifted instantly. Jin Ziqi only felt a sharp pain in his brain when he met the eyes illuminated by the light.

A certain scene seemed to flash past before her eyes, and she seemed to see herself flying off the ground in weightlessness.

Her figure staggered backwards, sticking to the door behind her, a coolness rose slowly from her spine.

those eyes...

The lights in the bathroom were turned on again, and women complained and buried in twos and threes.

Jin Ziqi seemed to be isolated from this noisy space, her hands were cold, and even her eye sockets were slightly moist, and then she looked up at the position just now——

In front of the wall mirror in the bathroom, Fang Qingyun was looking at her in confusion. After seeing that it was Jin Ziqi, she showed a friendly smile, "Miss Jin, why are you also at the airport?"

Jin Ziqi tried his best to calm down his turbulent emotions, and smiled at Fang Qingyun: "Qiyan and I came to pick up his adoptive mother, is Miss Fang going on a business trip?"

Fang Qingyun had already walked in front of Jin Ziqi, "Miss Jin, your complexion is not very good, is it okay?"

As she spoke, she stretched out a hand, wanting to touch Jin Ziqi.

However, as soon as the fingertips touched Jin Ziqi, Jin Ziqi suddenly flinched and staggered backwards. Fang Qingyun's hand stood there, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

Jin Ziqi realized his overreaction, stabilized his figure, looked up at Fang Qingyun, "Sorry, I'm afraid I'm not used to people bumping into me suddenly."

Fang Qingyun quickly let go of her stiff expression, quietly watched her regain her composure, and glanced outside, "Is Qiyan here too?"

Jin Ziqi nodded with a smile, even though the smile was a little pale, but Fang Qingyun didn't mind.

Different from Jin Ziqi's slightly pale face, Fang Qingyun's face was full of joy, and there was a deep sweetness between her brows and eyes, telling her: "I went back with A Yuan to prepare for the wedding, and we will get married in three days."

Speaking of this, Fang Qingyun suddenly realized, "I almost forgot, you also got married that day, congratulations." The smile was sincere.

"Thank you."

"Then I'll go first, A Yuan is still waiting for me to register together."

Jin Ziqi looked at Fang Qingyun's hurriedly leaving figure, and covered his hot forehead with his cold hand.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on the palms.

She turned around and went to the sink, looking at the pale woman in the mirror, staring at the pair of light brown eyes, her eyes suddenly went dark, and then she seemed to see the pair of sharp eyes under the dim light.

The hand holding the washbasin tightened, but the words echoed over and over again in the brain——

those eyes...

She must have seen it there before, but where exactly?
Jin Ziqi calmed down in the bathroom, and when she came out, she saw a few people next to Song Qiyan.

There were four people in total, except for one Chinese, the others were all Europeans. The most eye-catching one was the middle-aged woman who was dressed elegantly and extravagantly. She talked and laughed like a big Western European family.

Like a kind of induction between the hearts of each other, Song Qiyan suddenly looked in her direction.

Jin Ziqi paused involuntarily, allowing him to look at him with other eyes.

After Song Qiyan found out that it was her, his eyes became darker, and after a hasty conversation with the people around him, he strode towards her, then gently wrapped his arms around her waist, and brought her in front of those people.

"Xiao Qi, this is my mother I mentioned to you - Mrs. Windsor."

Song Qiyan's deep voice was very soft and steady at the moment, and even the movement of holding her was cautious. Did he want to use this to tell these guests how much she held in his heart?
Jin Ziqi's originally complicated mood tended to be peaceful, and some of his heart was touched by his blood.

She smiled politely at Mrs. Windsor: "Welcome to China, it's an honor to meet you."

Mrs. Windsor has the plump characteristics of Western women, but she is also bumpy and looks very soft. She took the initiative to put her arms around Jin Ziqi's shaved shoulders, and then kissed her left and right cheeks.

"You are the most oriental beauty girl I have ever seen!"

Mrs. Windsor's Chinese is fairly fluent, but the tone is not very standard. According to Song Qiyan's words, this Mrs. Windsor is really a Western woman who loves Chinese culture.

"Thank you!" Jin Ziqi expressed his thanks at the same time as he felt that he would be a wife.

Three days later, her marriage relationship with him will be announced to the public, and she will receive countless blessings at that time.

But also because she felt uneasy, she worried that she would not be able to fulfill her own responsibilities and obligations.

Mrs. Windsor touched Jin Ziqi's face lovingly, "Don't worry about the child, nothing can be done right away, take your time, I believe you can be a good wife and a good mother."

Jin Ziqi felt embarrassed, his cheeks flushed slightly, but Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows happily, and said to Mrs. Windsor: "You will see your grandson on the wedding day."

Mrs. Windsor opened her mouth wide in surprise, and then she turned her head and chatted a lot in French with the assistants behind her, and then those assistants congratulated Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan one after another.

"Len should be waiting for you at the Glory Palace. The car is parked outside. Let's go."

"No, wait any longer." Mrs. Windsor stopped Song Qiyan from turning around. She pointed to the watch on her wrist and explained: "A friend, we agreed to go to the hotel together when he arrived."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Windsor wanted to see something, and happily waved in the direction behind Song Qiyan: "Joe, here, here!" The non-standard Chinese sounded a bit funny.

Jin Ziqi smiled slightly, and turned around following Song Qiyan out of politeness. The target was a middle-aged man, wearing a dark coffee-colored suit with two buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned, walking towards them dragging a suitcase.

He is Chinese. I don’t know whether it is because he is well maintained or he is born young. This Mr. Qiao looks about [-] years old, probably because he has lived abroad all year round. Whether it is the movement of dragging the box or the steps under his feet, he is permeated with the upper class of the West. Society's dignity and demeanor.

"Uncle Qiao, welcome back." The first person to greet him was Song Qiyan who was beside Jin Ziqi.

(End of this chapter)