I really don't want a second marriage

Hearing what she said, Han Muzi went to check the wedding dress by herself. After reading it, she found the subtlety and couldn't help laughing.

"Your designer is really good. You can design such a style. Thank her for me. Such a design has helped me a lot."

"You're welcome, Miss Han. Your satisfaction with this wedding dress is our greatest feedback."

After the two sides were polite, the wedding dress stayed and the staff left.

Han Muzi felt that she was pregnant, but she was not formally checked. She was still not sure. The day of the wedding came soon, so she decided to check it after the wedding.

The days passed quickly, and the wedding scene had been arranged.

"The day after tomorrow will be ready for the wedding. Bathe in purple. Are you nervous?" Xiao Yan knelt on the bed and rubbed his hands nervously.

Han Muzi: "I got married, not you. Why are you so nervous?"

Xiaoyan smiled awkwardly: "because... Your brother will come the day after tomorrow, and... I want to be your bridesmaid. He will see it at that time. I'm so nervous... I want to dress up better, but I'm afraid to steal your limelight. What should I do?"

Han Muzi: "... So you are nervous about your own affairs."

Xiaoyan realized that he had just said too directly, bit his lower lip and said with an embarrassed smile: "good Muzi, you will marry your beloved right away, and I... I haven't left the eight characters yet, so..."

"So, steal my limelight?"

Xiao Yan quickly shook his head: "it doesn't mean to steal your limelight. I know the bridesmaid always has to dress up a little green to set off the bride. Forget it. I'd better not make up to set off you."

Han Muzi: "well, I know what you're thinking. Isn't it a Han Qing? You're worthless. I'll ask my makeup artist to make up for you and choose your bridesmaid clothes."

"Really?" Xiao Yan's eyes immediately turned red and hugged her incomparably. "Muzi, you are really kind to me. Don't worry, I will try to catch up with your brother and become your sister-in-law! When I become your sister-in-law, I will be better to you than your brother."

Hearing this, Han Muzi couldn't help teasing her: "you mean it's not good for me if it's not my sister-in-law now?"

Xiao Yan gave a cry and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Some couldn't catch her words.

"Well, I'm kidding you. Stop crying and get ready."

Because the wedding is about to be held, their custom is that they can't meet the day before the wedding. It happens that Tingchen has something to fly back to China. Han Muzi heard the news of his return home. He wanted to go with him, but Han Qing stopped him.

"I'm going to be a bride soon. What are you going to run with him? He will come back naturally when the wedding is held tomorrow."

Han Muzi: "... But will he be in time for tomorrow's wedding? It will take a long time to fly."

Han Qing looked at her faintly: "he has arranged everything properly. Do you think he will be late?"

It's true that the things Tingchen has done recently are really appropriate, but he has undertaken all the things alone and won't let Han Muzi tired at all.

In fact, Han Muzi knows why he is like this. Yetingchen probably feels that he owes her, so he wants to make up a very grand wedding for her, and it's still the kind he did with his own hands.

In fact, in Han Qing's eyes, he was very satisfied. He thought that even if it was a wedding, he asked people to do these things, but he didn't expect that he did many things himself.

This shocked Han Qing more than the property contract.

"Well, go to bed early. You'll be in good shape when the wedding is to be held tomorrow."

"Yes."

That night, Han Muzi slept very heavily, but Xiaoyan slept with her, but she was afraid of making a noise to Muzi, so she had to run to the sofa to sleep with a pillow.

It wasn't until the early morning that she gradually fell asleep, but it didn't take long to fall asleep. Someone knocked at the door and said that the bride would get up early to make up and dress. Xiaoyan quickly got up and went to wake up Han Muzi.

When Han Muzi woke up, she was startled to see her with a huge black eye.

"What's the matter with you? The dark circles are so big. How can you shine later?"

Xiao Yan was depressed like an ostrich: "don't mention it. I probably thought of appearing in front of your brother today, so... I'm too nervous to sleep."

With that, Xiaoyan looked at her with envy: "suddenly I think pregnant women are also very good. As a result, the day before, your sleep was so good."

“……”

Han Muzi was speechless.

After she got up to wash, she saw a wechat sent to her by yetingchen on her mobile phone. It was sent at midnight last night. She said that he was already at the airport and would give her an unforgettable wedding.

When seeing the news, Han Muzi's lips flashed a faint smile, and then put away his mobile phone.

The stylist just stood behind her, caught a glimpse of this one, said several words of envy, and said how happy Han Muzi could marry such a man.

Han Muzi blushed.

Before making up, Xiaoyan got her something to eat. Han Muzi ate a little to pad her stomach, and then couldn't help taking out her mobile phone to call yetingchen.

When you call, the other party displays the shutdown status.

At this time, the other party should still be on the plane, so Han Muzi had to check his flight information. It will arrive in about an hour.

When she put away her mobile phone, Han Muzi wanted to get up and go to the bathroom, but accidentally brought the water cup on the table down.

Bang!

The water cup fell to the ground and burst into pieces, one of which splashed on Han Mu's purple and white legs.

"Ah ~" the stylist exclaimed, "Miss Han, your feet are bleeding."

"What's going on?"

When Xiaoyan heard the sound next door, she ran over and just heard the stylist's exclamation. She looked down Han Muzi and saw that her white feet were splashed by broken glass, spilling a little light blood.

"How could this happen?" the stylist assistant behind Xiao Yan saw this scene and subconsciously muttered: "today is a wedding day. The cup is broken and there is blood. How unlucky."

Xiaoyan heard this, his face changed slightly, and then looked at Han Muzi's face.

Sure enough, Han Muzi also heard this sentence, and the color on his face and lips was a little pale.

"What are you talking about? Muzi is also careless." Xiaoyan looked back at the man's stylist assistant, and then hurried to Muzi: "Muzi, are you okay? Let me see the wound."

The stylist regained his mind and quickly stared at the assistant: "what are you talking about? Hurry to find something to dispose of these fragments."

Han Muzi stood there blankly, looking at the broken glass, and her eyelids began to jump up irresistibly.