My CEO Husband

She has always been such a woman. No matter who she is, she is submissive.

"Well... OK."

As soon as Qin niange's voice fell, aunt LAN couldn't help saying, "Miss..."

"Well, aunt LAN, she has promised me to read songs. Don't stop her. Can I eat her?"

Su Zhiwei picked her eyebrows and said to Qin niange, "let's go. Last time Ming Yi and I went to a new French restaurant. It's delicious. I've always said that I want to take you to try it."

Hearing her mention the relationship with Li Mingyi, Qin niange's heart moved again.

It's just that she soon put the tremor down.

Qin niange forced himself to smile and turned to Aunt LAN: "aunt LAN, don't worry. I can do those exercises when I come back at night. Zhiwei came to me specially. She can't go back by herself. "

Aunt LAN gave Su Zhiwei a worried look.

Although this woman has been hiding well in front of them, aunt LAN has always been a person who has been in the Li family for half a lifetime. People of all kinds in the rich family don't know how many people have seen her. Of course, she can't Miss Su Zhiwei's thoughts.

This time, she wants to call Qin niange out. I don't know what she is thinking.

But the words had already said this, she was not good to stop again.

Therefore, aunt LAN could only nod helplessly: "that young lady, you come back early, I'll prepare dinner for you."

Qin niange nodded cleverly and said to Su Zhiwei, "sister Zhiwei, wait for me. I'll go up and change my clothes."

Now she is wearing the most common home clothes, of course, it is not easy to wear out.

Hearing that she finally agreed to go out with her, Su Zhiwei's face was much better, and she didn't mind waiting for a while.

She nodded, let go of Qin niange's hand: "OK, I'll wait for you, go quickly."

Qin niange smiles at her, sighs in the bottom of her heart, and then turns to walk upstairs.

Behind the two people, are not immediately staring at her back.

But the mind is different.

Aunt LAN turns her eyes away from her and looks at Su Zhiwei.

Su Zhiwei's lips are still smiling, but the smile can't help but make people feel a piercing chill.

Miss, that simple thought

I'm afraid this woman will lose sooner or later?

Su Zhiwei is worthy of being the "master mother of Li" in the future, and the design room she is going to looks unusual.

The decoration is exquisite and the scenery is gorgeous.

Even if Qin niange lived in such a luxurious place as Li's all day, he couldn't help sighing for the place like a palace.

"How's it going? Is this studio OK? " Su Zhiwei saw the exclamation in her eyes, and the smile on her lips made her feel more proud.

Qin niange was stunned and quickly nodded: "yes, it's beautiful. It's just like a palace."

"This young lady is really insightful. The orientation of our studio is royal taste. We only receive distinguished guests like Miss Su. To tell you the truth, don't be angry. If it wasn't for Miss Su, we would need to register for your first visit. However, since you are friends with Miss Su, you must also come from an extraordinary family. I don't know which family you are from? Miss Su, let me introduce you to you soon

Listening to this voice, if it comes from a pretty girl, it must be very lovable. But now Qin niange hears that the voice comes from a man with rich make-up, and his scalp can't help feeling numb.

Su Zhiwei turned her head to see Qin niange. Her face suddenly showed some embarrassment. She scolded the man falsely: "Leslie, what are you asking! Is it that important to have a life experience or not? "

Qin niange's life experience is not pleasant to say.

But this little thing could have been easily exposed, but Su Zhiwei's attitude made people have to care about it.

Especially after the reprimand, she apologized to Qin niange and said: "read song, don't worry about him, no look."

Because of Li Fengtian's last wish, the Li family had to take in Qin niange at the beginning.

Leslie's studio is full of ladies from the upper class. Of course, I've heard a lot about it.

It's just that two years have passed. If Su Zhiwei didn't behave so abnormally, he may not remember it.

But now, his eyes are full of clear.

But he was born in the service industry. Even though he was contemptuous, he didn't show it. On the contrary, he showed a kind smile: "it's my fault, Miss Qin. Don't mind."

Su Zhiwei didn't say her last name, so Leslie called out Miss Qin directly.

Her identity is really exposed.

Qin niange bit his lip heavily, and his face turned red because of embarrassment.

Although she never hated her mother, she could not identify with her.

It is true that she knows that her mother and Uncle Li are not together for his prominent family background, let alone his wealth.

But anyway, Uncle Li is someone else's husband.

Qin niange couldn't lift her head because of her mother's status since she was a child, but for her, her grievances were not unjust.

She was really ashamed of her mother's embarrassing identity.

How can she be worthy of the man who is superior and noble like an emperor.

Qin niange forced down the bitterness in his heart and gave Leslie a hasty smile: "nothing."

Now that the purpose of humiliating her has been achieved, Su Zhiwei does not struggle on this issue any more.

She hooked her lips and interrupted the delicate atmosphere: "Leslie, don't you mean there's a new model for me? I have to go back to do exercises when I read songs in the evening. Let's hurry up. "

Just listening to her words is really not ordinary understanding.

Leslie's business is a woman's business, and her ability to observe what she says and what she does can be seen. Hear her say so, immediately Jiao smile side body.

"Yes, that's right. It's too wordy. Please come in, Miss Su. The prototype of the dress that I made for you last time has come out. Last time, we Jennie said we could let you have a look if we had time. Today we can have a look."

Hearing his words, Su Zhiwei's smile was more brilliant.

You know, Jennie is the chief designer of this design studio. If he can wear the dress designed by himself, it's a symbol of identity, not to mention tailor-made.

Su Zhiwei's chin rises involuntarily. Even though she has been cautious in her words and deeds and always pays attention to her own image, the conceit in her bones can't be concealed.

But this kind of show off in front of Qin niange is equivalent to a waste of effort.

Qin niange spends all his time in his books. Apart from learning and painting, he only has Li Mingyi in his eyes. He doesn't know what Jennie is.

What's more, now she is still trapped in the embarrassment just now, unable to come out.

Quietly, she followed Su Zhiwei and Leslie into a more exquisite VIP room. The dresses in the room were gorgeous and valuable.

Su Zhiwei sat gracefully aside, waiting for Leslie to push the mannequins one by one.

"Read a song. How about this white one? I want to wear this for the party the day after tomorrow. " Su Zhiwei asked Qin niange's opinion while she watched.

It has to be said that Su Zhiwei has a good eye.

In so many gorgeous style dresses, only this dress is simple and generous. Except for the embroidery on the waistline, there are basically no other patterns.

Simple but beautiful.

Before Qin niange opened his mouth, Leslie's voice rang again in time: "we Jennie had already guessed that you would choose this one. This is the one tailored for Miss Su. How about it? Is that your style? "

As he said this, he got in some gossip and said ambiguously: "Jennie said that the inspiration comes from wedding dress. Speaking of it, you must be close to Lidong. How can people hear that you are paying attention to the schedule of French wedding dress designers recently?"

Wedding dress?

Qin niange trembled at the bottom of his heart and grasped it subconsciously.

But Su Zhiwei also intentionally or unintentionally glanced in her direction, and then gave Leslie a white look with a angry smile: "listen to who's bullshit? I've always kept it a secret

"Yo, don't hide it from me. Look at your blushing. You must be becoming Mrs. Li soon?"

Leslie said closer, "we know that Mrs. Li's wedding dress is unlikely to be made in China. However, remember to hand over the bridesmaid dress to us for design. We have been friends for such a long time. "

Leslie deserves to be active. In a few words, he put the topic on business again.

Su Zhiwei narrowed her eyes with a smile: "well, I think it's better to let the bridesmaids decide. Chanting, when Ming Yi and I got married, would you be our Bridesmaid? As for where the bridesmaid dress is, you has the final say.

"When Ming Yi and I get married, will you be our Bridesmaid?"

OK or not?

Bridesmaids.

no She won't! Don't be their Bridesmaid!

"No Qin niange struggles to wake up, only to find that the scene of Su Zhiwei forcing her to put on a bridesmaid dress is just a nightmare.

Qin niange took a deep breath. It was just a dream. She was in a cold sweat in the quilt.

Su Zhiwei's understatement during the day made such a profound impact on her.

Qin niange doesn't know if she should scold herself for being worthless.

Get married

Li Mingyi will marry Su Zhiwei. Isn't she already ready?

But why does Su Zhiwei still look like this when she really hears her story?

Yes, she knew they would get married one day.

However, they never thought that they would be their bridesmaids.

In a twinkling of an eye, she has been at Li Mingyi's side for so long.

But no matter how overbearing he is, she will be far away from them when he gets married.

Mother's story has been an irreparable tragedy. How can she make herself repeat it.

But if it wasn't for Su Zhiwei, Qin niange really didn't know that Li Mingyi and her wedding had been put on the agenda.

It's really getting closer to the day when she left.

Ha.

There was a soft sound in the silent night.

The sound was almost imperceptible, but in the quiet room, Qin niange caught it in time.

She was so familiar with the sound that she could not help contracting at the moment she heard it.

And the wooden door connecting her and Li Mingyi's bedroom opened slowly in that moment.

The tall figure also appeared in her field of vision.