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Chapter 194 Just Don't Want to Sell It to Us!Is it contempt or what? !

Chapter 194 Just Don't Want to Sell It to Us!Is it contempt or what? !

It's the weekend.

A few days ago, Lu Qiaotian picked Yu Fang up from the hospital and lived in Linyue Xiaozhu together.

Older people always like to be more lively.

"Mom, Chacha came back from school today, and Aunt Qing is here, if you have anything to tell her, Qiao Tian and I will go out first."

Yu Fang was sitting on the sofa chatting with Aunt Qing, and the chat was very lively.

Aunt Qing was about the same age as Yu Fang, and they both had children, so there were more topics to talk about.

"Let's go."

Lu Qiaotian came down from the stairs and naturally put his arms around her waist.

"it is good."

When she got in the car, she still didn't figure it out. Lu Qiao was so mysterious this morning, he woke her up and said something was up, but he didn't tell him what it was.

In the early morning of the twelfth lunar month of winter, sitting in the passenger seat of the car, looking through the window glass, the hazy fog lingers.

Although it was a dry and cold season, she felt warm in her heart watching it.

"Hey, Lu Qiaotian, can you stop being a fool?"

As soon as the car started, she pulled off her seat belt and raised her eyes to meet his profile.

The tough and handsome curves, the vigor between the brows.

Eyes as deep as a pool but shining like stars.

Eagle eyes faintly smiled.

"You'll find out later."

snort!The person who hates the appetite the most!
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Yesterday, the Wei family discussed and got married at the end of the new year.

The next day, Wei Yiran brought Leng Xin to choose the wedding dress.

Although this was a bit hasty, both parties wanted to settle this matter quickly, after all, the Wei family didn't attach much importance to Leng Xin's daughter-in-law.

"Brother Yiran, what do you think of this place?"

With warm and clear eyes, he slowly raised his eyes, "Okay, as long as you like it."

Wei Yiran opened the car door for her gentlemanly, Tang Shufang also got out of the car, followed by Lin Fen.

According to Lin Fen, the wedding dress is the most important moment in a woman's life and cannot be sloppy.

So she came to help her daughter choose in person.

Tang Shufang couldn't help but secretly sneered in her heart, wasn't she afraid that the Wei family would treat their family Leng Xin badly?
The Wei family couldn't even afford a wedding dress.

Leng Xin chose a private custom bridal shop.

This is a branch opened in City A, headquartered in Paris.

I just walked in, because it was still early, and there was no one in the store yet.

A head directed the people under him to carefully arrange a wedding dress.

This wedding dress is from a distinguished guest and has just been flown in from Paris.

Leng Xin's eyes lit up.

"This wedding dress is really nice, I want it."

The diamond inlay on it is retro style, the fabric is soft, and the lace is very thin.

A look is pure handmade.

The boss smiled awkwardly, and when he saw Wei Yiran, he recognized that this was the Wei family, and that woman was probably the Leng Xin who was released from prison.

Ouch, why are you so unlucky, for those who celebrate the Chinese New Year, it's bad luck as soon as you open the door.

I thought so in my heart, but fearing the power of the Wei family, I smiled apologetically: "Miss Leng, I'm really sorry, this one was ordered from Paris, and it was just delivered this morning. There are many other styles in the store. Miss Leng can take a look at it." Look."

Leng Xin frowned, unhappy.

Lin Fen, who was sitting on the sofa, saw something going on here, put on the posture of a noble wife, and glanced at the clerk: "What's wrong?"

Turning around and seeing her mother coming, Leng Xin was full of grievances: "Mom, I want this wedding dress, but they don't sell it."

"Don't sell it? How expensive is a wedding dress? Still don't sell it? Can't you pretend that yours is inlaid with gold?"

Just as Lin Fen was talking, he glanced at the wedding dress and thought to himself: so many broken diamonds, they should be worth a lot of money. If the Wei family buys it, maybe they will make money...

*
Wei Yiran came out of the lounge and walked to the end of the corridor, where fireworks flashed.

Hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes kicking behind him, he thought that Leng Xin had tried it, so he came over to call him.

He stubbed out the cigarette and turned around: "Xinxin, you have tried us..."

Halfway through the speech, he choked abruptly when he saw the person in front of him.

She was wearing a light-colored cashmere coat, lined with a simple black cardigan, and tight black pencil pants. Because the heating was turned on in the bridal shop, her coat and black scarf were on top of her arms bent.

Leisurely and casual, it is expensive and elegant.

Her pretty little face became even whiter.

Her complexion was very rosy, and it seemed that the man took good care of her.

"Xiaoxiao, long time no see."

He raised his hand, shook off the ashes, and threw the cigarette in his hand into the trash can next to him.

There seemed to be an unconcealable tiredness between his brows and eyes.

There is a little more helplessness in the warm and clear temperament.

"Brother Yiran, long time no see."

She originally came to look for Lu Qiaotian, but she didn't expect to meet Wei Yiran.

The water eyes slowly raised, clear as a mirror.

"Brother Yiran heard that you are getting married, congratulations."

The headlines this morning were about the marriage between Wei and Leng, and the good news that Wei Yiran and Leng Xin got married.

She didn't like Leng Xin very much, but Wei Yiran had taken care of her in the United States anyway, so she had to say something out of politeness.

"Brother Yiran, I'm leaving first."

Wei Yiran just wanted to call her to stop, but when Yu Xiaoxiao turned around, she saw Leng Xin standing behind her at some point.

Just glanced at it lightly, and she could no longer express her blessings to Wei Yiran just now.

Like a stranger.

She lifted her foot and passed her.

A light, cold hum came into her ears.

Can't help but smile inwardly, Leng Xin probably misunderstood something again, but she was embarrassed to explode in front of Wei Yiran.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't pay much attention to it, it's not worth it to be affected by unrelated people.

*
"Brother Yiran, you must help me buy that wedding dress~"

Leng Xin pouted coquettishly, and at Lin Fen's instigation, Leng Xin decided to act like a baby to Wei Yiran. At first, Leng Xin thought, would she not be reserved at all by doing so...but Lin Fen smiled and said that she was a silly girl. , he will be your husband soon, so I'm sorry for this little thing?
Thinking about it, it is indeed.

Wei Yiran's face returned to indifference, expressionless, and followed Leng Xin out.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, he saw Tang Shufen and Lin Fen, arguing with the clerk endlessly.

"Mom, aunt, what's the matter?"

Tang Shufen glanced at her son, then angrily pointed at the clerk and accused: "It's not just this wedding dress, I said we would pay twice the price for this wedding dress, but who knows, they just don't want to sell it to us! It's contemptuous!" Or what?!"

The clerk was embarrassed and embarrassed by the words, and hurriedly shook his head and waved: "Madam, Wei Shao, it's not that we don't want to sell this wedding dress, but that it was made by a distinguished customer in Paris, and he entrusted us to buy it from there." Bring it over, do simple cutting in the later stage, and it has been embroidered with other people's names, we really can't make the decision..."

Wei Yiran was the calmest of them, with a restrained expression, he couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly, he just glanced at the LOGO on the chest of the wedding dress.

YXX.

My heart beat violently for no reason.

There was a crack in the good emotions he had hidden.

(End of this chapter)

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