Waiting for you to fall a flower

Jing Ya stared at the woman in the mirror. She was really beautiful, but she was not in a good mood. Ye Beicheng stood behind her at some point, dressed in a white suit and indescribably handsome.

"Is it very coordinated?" He wrapped his arms around her waist without a serious smile.

"Cut." Jingya took his hand away and warned, "You are better at acting. When you smile brighter, use your advantage to make up for my shortcomings."

The photographer walked in with long hair, sexy and unruly.

"Are you ready? The bride and groom."

Ye Beicheng nodded, "Okay."

"Okay, come closer, look natural and act intimate."

"One, two, three..." The first shot was shot with a flash of a magnesium lamp.

The photographer frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the result of the shoot. He adjusted his long hair on his forehead. "Bride, you're laughing too hard. Relax."

Jingya tried to laugh again, but the second shot still made him dissatisfied, "Bride, you are too nervous. Relax, relax."

After several shots, Jing Ya felt his cheeks cramp from laughing, but the long-haired photographer was still picky and dissatisfied.

"Soften your body, show your love in your eyes, and smile naturally..."

She couldn't bear it any longer. Jing ya raised her eyebrows and shouted at the photographer unhappily, "Why don't you just take a picture? As for so many requests? No matter what the shoot is, I'll give you money. Can you stop torturing me?"

Ye Beicheng pinched his eyebrows with a headache, smiled apologetically at the photographer, leaned over her ear and said, "Do you know who he is?"

Jing Ya snorted, "It's just one photographer."

"It's true to take photos, but he's not an ordinary photographer. He was specially invited from france. Ordinary people can't invite him."

Jing Ya once again turned his attention to the long-haired photographer and could not tell what was different about him.

"Mrs. Ye, it's not about money. I want art, art. Do you understand?" He met Jing Ya's gaze with an expression of incomprehensible frustration.

Ye Beicheng took her shoulder and said softly, "Don't be nervous. Just pretend he doesn't exist and smile at me naturally."

Jing Ya grinned and Ye Beicheng pinched her cheek in pain, "It's worse to smile than to cry."

"Then stop filming. I can only smile like this." She grumbled angrily.

"Come on, is it that hard to make you smile at me?" Ye Beicheng was going crazy.

Jing Ya frowned, "It's not that I didn't smile at you, it's that you don't like my smile!"

"Trent, come here." Ye Beicheng waved at the photographer. When he got closer, he leaned over and said something. The photographer nodded with a smile as he listened.

"What did you say to him?" Ye Beicheng walked back to her and Jing Ya asked curiously.

"Nothing." Gazing at her gently, "Are you nervous because of your special relationship with me?"

Jing ya was stunned. "I think so." The answer was uncertain, but she didn't know if it was because of this.

"Well, then, don't think of me as the person you want to marry."

"Ah? Then what do I take you for?"

Ye Beicheng thought for a moment, "As... As a father." Yes, dad, I don't think I'm nervous or embarrassed to take a picture with my dad.

Dad?... "" Jing Ya chuckled

"I'm not as young and handsome as you are." She clenched her pink fist. "Take advantage of me, don't you?"

"I don't have a beautiful daughter like you." Ye Beicheng hugged her waist, "Whose daughter is this? She looks so good."

Jing Ya giggled, and the lights flashed nonstop...

The shooting went well, and Ye Beicheng tried everything to make her happy. The long-haired photographer stopped forcing her to do what he wanted. Without restraint and pressure, she would naturally not feel nervous again.

This was the last day before the wedding. After tonight, everything was no longer the same.

"It's still early. I want to see the sea." Ye Beicheng drove jingya home, and she said something like that halfway home.

Turning the car around, Ye Beicheng drove directly to his villa without asking why.

Jing Ya walked to the recliner in the middle of the terrace and sat down. After a while, Ye Beicheng brought a few bottles of beer.

"What are you thinking?" He looked at her curiously.

"I was wondering if I should run away and get married like in an idol drama."

Poof...

Ye Beicheng almost choked on a mouthful of wine. "Running away from marriage? You forgot that we got our license. There's no use running anywhere."

I knew it was useless, so I just thought about it. If I really gave her a chance to escape, she might not have the courage.

"I'll send you home. You must sleep well tonight. I want to see you glowing tomorrow."

Ye Beicheng stood up and Jing Ya said lazily, "Wait a little longer. It's still early."

"Don't you need to get ready when you go back? Let's go." He reached out and pulled her up.

"Just sit for a while, just a minute." She clung to the armrest of the recliner like a child, refusing to get up.

"Is that why you don't want to leave me?" Ye Beicheng leaned over and teased at close range, "Can't wait a night?"

"Get out of here..." She pushed him away in a hurry, "Just go away. I hate it."

This night was the last night of Yu Jingya's single life. Early in the morning, she was still asleep, knocking on the door, ringing her cell phone, talking downstairs, all at the same time.

She got up and looked down on the windowsill, her eyes suddenly bulging into an oval shape.

A red carpet was laid hundreds of meters away. The sides of the red carpet were surrounded by neighbors. Mother was giving out candy one by one, and the expression on her face was indescribable.

The phone on the bed kept screaming. It was Ye Beicheng. "Are you up yet?" He asked.

"You're up. Did you make the carpet downstairs?" Her stingy parents couldn't bear to spend so much money.

"Well, dress up nicely. I'll pick you up at nine."

Ye Beicheng arranged for the wedding company, on time came two makeup artists, Jing Ya was born beautiful, a little more carved like a blooming flower.

"Xiaoya, dad is so proud of you. Son-in-law ye sent a lot of betrothal gifts this morning."

Yu Sanshun circled her daughter attentively. Song Qiulian was still downstairs spreading the candy, saying it was a candy, but in fact, he was just raising his eyebrows.

"Not only the betrothal gift, but also a lot of money, right?"

Father yu smiled, "Yes, I gave you some."

"Some? How much is it?" There was no need to guess. It was quite a sum.

At 8: 40, Ye Beicheng came to greet the bride. There were more than 30 cars parked downstairs. The grand scene and momentum earned Jing Ya face. Father and mother yu were even more excited from ear to ear.

The daughter who once thought she couldn't get married would no longer be the object of their troubles.

Ye Beicheng appeared at jingya's house in a gorgeous dress. The yu parents who greeted him could not believe that this handsome man would become their son-in-law.

"Hello, dad. Hello, mom." Ye Beicheng bowed and smiled.

"Oh oh, good son-in-law, good son-in-law!" The two nodded in surprise and led him into the room.

The moment she saw Yu Jingya, Ye Beicheng was not surprised. No, it should be amazing.

It was indescribable that she was so beautiful and elegant that even though he did not have any affection for her, he could not ignore the feeling of palpitating heart.

"It's almost time. Shall we go?" He reached out to pull her up.

"Wait a minute -" a sharp roar came from far to near. Jing Ya looked up in surprise. It was Yin Mo.

"Ye Beicheng, if you want to take the bride away, you have to get past me!" She panted and blocked Jing Ya.

"What level?" Ye Beicheng smiled and said, "Do you want a red envelope?"

Yin Mo teased, "Red envelopes are indispensable, but you have to promise jingya in front of all of us."

Jing Ya reached out to poke her waist in embarrassment, "Stop it."

Knowing that her relationship with Ye Beicheng was still this way, she was a little too ruthless.

"Okay." Ye Beicheng cleared his throat, "Make way."

"Darling, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. No matter how things change, I will never leave you."

"... God knows, the white man's hair stood on end.

Jingya stood up, "Dad, mom, I'm leaving." Her words were light, and so were the people who heard them.

Holding Ye Beicheng's arm, she walked away from her home, where she had lived for more than 20 years without any lingering memories.

This walk is really gone, and may not come back, even if it comes back, it is a different mood and position.

The wedding was far more grand than she had imagined, with thousands of people in the auditorium and guests of prominent business and political figures.

Even if she lowered her head, she could sense the inquisitive glances thrown at her.

It was a very discordant marriage in the eyes of the outside world.

From the beginning, I knew.

As the wedding march played, the emcee recited the same wedding lines and her mind was buzzing. She peeked at ye North city, who happened to be looking at her too. His eyes met and Ye Beicheng smiled meaningfully.

The wedding ceremony was finally over, and the next step was to prepare for the toast.

Jingya changed into a bright red dress and followed Ye Beicheng to the most important table.

It was also here that she met Ye Beicheng's grandfather, Ye Zhishan, for the first time.

"Jing Ya, this is my grandfather."

Ye Beicheng pointed at an old man in his late twenties. His face was ruddy, his smile was amiable, and his shrewd eyes looked up and down at Jing Ya.

"Hello, grandpa."

"Okay, grandpa will give you a red packet. Take it." Ye Zhishan nodded with satisfaction and handed her a red envelope.

"Thank you, grandpa." Jing Ya took it.

The next step was to greet the future parents-in-law. Compared to grandpa North city's kindness, these two attitudes were obviously cold.

"Dad, mom."

"Yeah." Dou Huayue gave her a red envelope indifferently. It was more like throwing it away than stuffing it.

Jing Ya felt very aggrieved, but on such an occasion, she could only force a smile.

After greeting all the relatives of the Ye family and all the guests one by one, he was completely exhausted after a whole day.

After sending all the guests away, Yu Jingya and Ye Beicheng finally left the hotel. However, the car hadn't started yet, and something unexpected happened.