"The Colder ......"

"Do you want me to say it again?" He stood quietly on the stairs, but the aura around him was surprisingly oppressive, Su Xingchen shrank for a moment, even if there was no servant at home, he didn't come down to drive her away in person, but the breathtaking aura on his body still forced her not to disobey.

"In that case, then I'll go first. She stuffed the plan into her bag, squeezed her hand and blew it white, opened the door and strode out of the apartment.

Qin Yuehan heard the sound of the door closing, so he went downstairs, re-hung the painting on the wall, and then slowly walked upstairs to Meng Xiran's room.

This room used to be their wedding room, but it ended up being her cage.

The wedding dresses and pavilions in her paintings, he has to help her realize them one by one, even if she is really gone, he hopes to help her realize these unfinished dreams.

asked the assistant to contact the international first-line designer, Qin Yuehan ignored the opposition of the vice president, and took out a part of the few working funds from the company's account to make the wedding dress and attic painted by Meng Xiran.

When Su Xingchen came to Qin Yuehan again three days later, none of them tacitly agreed that none of them mentioned the matter of the apartment that day, Qin Yuehan was still business-like, and there was no warmth at all.

Su Xingchen looked at his careless attitude towards him, angry but helpless, and asked softly, "Do you have time tonight?"

"Nope. ”

Qin Yuehan almost didn't raise his head to block Su Xingchen's next words.

Su Xingchen's hand that was originally in her bag was holding two movie tickets, and she smiled reluctantly, "I wanted to ask if you can go with me to see Xingyue, today is her ......"

Since Qin Yuehan was cold to her, she had no choice but to retreat and use Su Xingyue's identity to create an opportunity to be alone.

"Didn't you say you didn't have time? Qin Yuehan finally looked up at her, his eyes were as indifferent as ever.

Su Xingchen's hand clutched the two movie tickets so tightly that he almost crushed them.

Could it be that even Su Xingyue can't shake him half a point now?

Before Su Xingchen came, he asked his secretary Qin Yuehan if he had any business arrangements at night, and he didn't book a ticket until he learned that there was none.

Su Xingchen still didn't give up, and continued, "What do you have to do at night? Are you so anxious? But today is Xingyue's-"

"Didn't you say that there was something," Qin Yuehan scolded angrily and interrupted her rudely, "Is there something I need to report to you?"

Seeing that he was angry, Su Xingchen didn't dare to say more, apologized in a good voice, wiped his tears and ran out.

Qin Yuehan looked at Su Xingchen's back as he ran out, and his heart was in a trance, he didn't know what was wrong with him.

became more and more concerned about Su Xingyue's affairs, and even felt extremely harsh when he heard Su Xingyue's name.

These three words are like a horizontal ditch between him and Meng Xiran, which was originally the white moonlight in his heart, but now it is more like a grain of rice.

Not like that at first.

If Su Xingyue hadn't had an accident, then he might have a happy marriage now, and Meng Xiran might have been studying on the other side of the ocean at that time.

Meng Xiran had always secretly liked him before, but she didn't ask him for benefits or take the opportunity to get close to him once as Su Xingyue's best friend, nothing, she even deliberately avoided suspicion.

People who were supposed to be two parallel lines are now getting tighter and tighter.

Qin Yuehan's hand slammed heavily on the table, and angrily swept the documents on the table to the ground.

He has been through difficulties since he was in charge of the company, but none of them have been as difficult as this one, and he has been overwhelmed.

Meng Xiran died.

The impact of this incident on him was even greater than when he knew that Su Xingyue had passed away.

It was one corpse and two lives, and what Meng Xiran had in his stomach was his Qin Yuehan's child.

He forcibly married Meng Xiran, but he was not a qualified husband, let alone a qualified father.

He didn't even know the child existed.

Qin Yuehan stood up tiredly, and he didn't have the heart to tidy up the things on the ground, so he drove to supervise the work.

When I arrived at the scene, a model had been roughly constructed, and the wedding dress had a rough appearance under the overnight overtime of many designers.

As soon as the costume master led by Qin Yuehan saw him coming, he hurriedly stepped up and asked, "Mr. Qin, although you have provided us with a specific size, the clothes are only perfect when they are worn on the master, not a cold platform, I don't know when your wife will come to try it?"

A little girl next to her also echoed and made a voice of envy, "Yes, yes, such a beautiful wedding and wedding dress, no girl will not like it." ”

"I heard that these are your wife's manuscripts? I was amazed when I first read it, is she professionally trained? If not, she is really talented. ”

"Yes, very beautiful and creative, such a girl really can't wait to see the true face of Lushan. ”

Qin Yuehan's originally calm face suddenly showed a trace of loosening, and he pursed his lips and smiled softly.

"I think she'll like it, but ...... I probably can't wear it. Qin Yuehan's smile froze at the corner of his mouth and slowly faded.

Meng Xiran would probably never see such a wedding he prepared for her.

This is what Qin Yuehan owes her, but it is not the right time to make up for it.

Everyone didn't dare to ask any more questions, and went back to their respective jobs.

……

And Meng Xiran, who was in a foreign country, happened to brush up on this news.

She happened to take a job on a wedding dress design, and her mind was empty, so she searched for content about wedding dresses on ins.

But this one was brushed out.

Qin Yuehan stood at the wedding decoration scene, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The blogger who posted this news is a very well-known wedding dress designer.

Meng Xiran's heartbeat skipped when she saw that smile, and her phone almost didn't hold it steady.

Probably because she "died" and was not by his side, she was very happy.

She hurriedly took a deep breath to calm down and wanted to skip the news, but she felt that the unfinished site was very familiar, and clicked on the big picture.

At a glance, Meng Xiran recognized that it was her design drawing.

Even the wedding dress that is still being made is from her pen.

Her nose was sore, and she almost burst into tears.

Is this wedding for yourself?

Meng Xiran looked at the familiar scene, skipped one scene after another, and finally fixed on Qin Yuehan's smile.

These are all drawn by her with one stroke, and now that she sees them put into reality, the shock and excitement in her heart are beyond words.

But so what?

It's Qin Yuehan who doesn't want her, doesn't want her own children, what's the point of doing this wedding now?

Meng Xiran looked at the wedding dress, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a mocking smile, only to feel that everything in this picture was a joke.