Chapter 33 Wedding Contemporary

"Zhuang Beichen, you are a little wicked and sue first! You think about it yourself with your toes, I am gentle and I don't know how to tell hexagrams, how do you know that you will go to that broken bar, and hug the beautiful girl and kiss and gnaw, I damn it, thinking of this I have to vomit out of my disgusting New Year's dinner, my sister is clean and self-conscious, and even compares me with the woman sitting on the stage, and says that the woman is me! Are you blind, where can you see that it is me?"

"Sister, I'm really famous for forgetting to look at the imperial calendar, and I can meet you when I talk about business, and I can forget it when I meet it, and I spit out my sister's body, and I rely on my sister like a dog skin plaster. turned around and beat a rake and said that my sister betrayed you. Why don't you go to heaven, you don't have a brain yourself, don't you know how to ask about the banquet?"

Wen Wanwan didn't choose to speak, and asked questions like a cannon, and Zhuang Beichen, who asked, was stunned for a moment.

"It's really not you?"

"It's not!"

Zhuang Beichen calmed down, he had already checked yesterday, there were no abnormal people in and out of the bar, and he went to the bar on a temporary basis, how could he be photographed so coincidentally? The most important thing is that there is a problem in the wine he drank. According to the amount of alcohol he had, it was impossible for him to be drunk, let alone unconscious, so there was only one reason, someone drugged his wine. He couldn't even find out! This made him very angry! Then the news broke out.

This feeling of being calculated, but not finding the murderer, hurts my self-esteem too much!

Wen Wan is not an idiot, although Zhuang Beichen has no face and no skin, but he still dares to do it, and he wants to divorce him with all his heart, and he will definitely not take the initiative to disclose their relationship.

So who else can't wait to see their marriage happen?

Judging from Zhuang Nankang's efforts to solve the reporters in Xinmei's company, it is a bit like what he did.

But there is another person? Wen Wan's eyes narrowed dangerously, and a tingling pain hit his heart.

Shao Qiming: The man who forced Wen's father to death, and longed for the day when Wen Wan would never turn over. Originally, she also thought about Zhao Mingyu and Liang Sisi, but these two people did not have so many media resources.

It's just that, it's better to announce it.

Seeing the colorful changes on her face, Zhuang Beichen felt very uncomfortable.

"If you don't want to marry me so much, why do you want to rely on me for nothing?"

"Who said I didn't want to get married!" Wen Wan immediately retorted.

"Hehe, how much do you want to get married?" Zhuang Beichen Tian shamelessly suddenly stepped forward, Wen Wan had to lean back, and was controlled by him in the narrow corner of the sofa.

The magnified handsome face has a demagogic smile, and the good smell of cologne lingers in the nose. Wen Wan blinked, and suddenly felt a panic, and her heart accelerated spinelessly.

"You're blushing!"

"You're blushing?"

"Hey, you're not really going to fall in love with me, are you?"

"Phew, it's shameless!"

"I'm your husband, you can rest assured to fall in love boldly, don't worry, there is no evil mother-in-law, and no bad father-in-law to stop you!" he pursed his lips and smiled contemptuously.

Wen Wan's wildly beating heart instantly fell into the ice cave, and she knew that he was talking about the Shao family.

"Get out!" Wen Wan raised her leg and kicked him, but she didn't want to be caught by him.

He said without a trace of emotion: "Wen Wan, since we announced the relationship, your words and deeds will be magnified under the lens of the media, you had better put away the little thoughts that you shouldn't have just now, I say this for your good!"

"You'd better control your lower body, next time I won't have the leisure to show your affection!"

successfully stepped on his sore feet, and Zhuang Beichen's proud heart was hurt again.

"Humph!" jerked back to his room.

The large living room suddenly fell silent, and she stood up gently, looking at the "home" that she was going to live in for a long time.

Black, white and gray, large geometric mirrors, modern fashion but no warmth! Even the lights are only white. It's a completely temperatureless home, and she doesn't like it very much!

Since she will live here in the future, in order not to cause depression and cancer, she decided to start a new life by transforming the environment.

The most important thing for a wedding company is gardening design.

In less than an hour, Xiao Lin led the workers and brought a large number of green potted plants and flowers.

"Wow, the mansion!" Xiao Lin's eyes widened exaggeratedly, "Sister Wen, hurry up and introduce me to a local tyrant, I also want to live in a mansion!"

"Get to work!" gently pushed the man out of the door.

"Sister Wen!" Xiao Lin still wanted to pretend to be pitiful, Wen Wan smiled and pinched her fleshy little face, "I want to live in a mansion and buy it myself!"

Xiao Lin pursed her lips and left complainingly.

Gently smiling, she closed the door and began to tidy up the pot. If it weren't for the fear that the person upstairs would have an opinion, she wouldn't have bothered to do it herself, although she was happy to do it herself, but some of the big ones were too heavy.

It took a lot of effort for her to put them together.

Looking at the originally cold space, which had become vibrant and alive because of these plants, she finally smiled comfortably.

Go ahead and pick up the flowers and start arranging the flowers.

Flower arrangement is a very painstaking slow work, she was not a patient girl at the beginning, and Father Wen once teased her for being like a wild monkey. But because Shao Wenxiu likes it, he likes exquisite life, melodious music, and chic floral arrangements, which are integrated into one space, and the air becomes colorful.

The slender fingers like jade pinched a calla lily, and with a snap, he cut off the flower stem and the fingertips at the same time, and blood gushed out immediately. Wen Wan put down the scissors to pinch the wound, but a pair of hands pinched it faster.

She burst into tears.

"Wen ......" blurted out the words that frightened her.

Zhuang Beichen's hand pinching her wound also froze, and his eyes glanced at her warningly.

"I'll do it myself!" Wen Wan withdrew her hand and headed to the bathroom.

The cold water washed the wound, and the blood mixed with the water flowed through the white sink. She looked at the red color that passed quickly, and her heart ached.

Habits are such terrible things, she thinks she can forget, but she always thinks of similar scenes involuntarily, and then lifts the scars again and again.

Zhuang Beichen looked at the figure of Wen Wan leaving, and he was a little confused.

Just now, the picture of her bowing down against the light and arranging flowers was like an imprint in her mind, like a spell that opened the seal of memory.

He thought he could forget, but he always remembered it involuntarily in similar scenes, and then lifted the scars he thought had grown, revealing the thousands of holes underneath.

When Wen Wan came out of the bathroom, she saw Yan Xiu sweating like rain and moving potted plants outside.

"What for?" said Wen Wan, angry that the fruits of her labor were easily destroyed.

"This is my home, and I don't want these things that don't belong here. ”

"Hey, I don't belong here, so you might as well throw me out too. ”

Zhuang Beichen looked at her fiercely, gentle and unyielding, and met his gaze. The silent contest suddenly made the temperature plummet in June, and Yan Xiu felt inexplicably chilled, whether to keep or lose this potted plant?

"Yan Xiu, throw it out!"

"Yan Xiu, put it back in place!"

"That, why don't you discuss it with the two of you, and then I'll do it?" Yan Xiu asked without fear of death, and his cold eyes from different directions slammed into him.

"It's not early, I'd better help you cook first, cook!" Yan Xiu said, rolling into the kitchen with a smoke and slamming the door.

These two ancestors abused me at the slightest disagreement! Yan Xiu patted his little heart, and couldn't help but feel sad again.

What is called digging a self-digging grave, this is. It's good to die, what does he say to cook, he can't do it at all!

In the living room, after the interruption of the banquet, Zhuang Beichen finally came to his senses, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Wan was still angry that the fruits of her labor had been destroyed, "Zhuang Beichen, since you let me live in this house and admit that I am your wife, then I am the mistress of this house, and I have the right to decide what kind of layout my home will be?" If you don't accept it, it doesn't matter, I'll move out!"

Was this a threat to him? a threat that he wouldn't let her go out to live?

Hell it, I really don't dare!

"Clean it up for me in half an hour, it's messy, it's dirty!" Zhuang Beichen put down a sentence and entered the study.

Wen Wan raised her chin, hum, fight with my sister!

Then Mei Zizi called out the banquet and re-arranged the potted plants. With the help of Yan Xiu, the location is more suitable than before. Mrs. Zhuang expressed great satisfaction, and the assistant to the president also expressed great satisfaction.

It seemed right to follow in Mrs. Chong's footsteps, and he rejoiced in his discovery.

But soon she couldn't be happy. Because of the public relationship, Wen Wan is not uncooperative with Zhuang Beichen's fancy show of affection, as long as she appears in public, she will usher in countless attention, and there are reporters who don't know when she will appear.

She can no longer work as freely as before.

However, because of Mrs. Zhuang's relationship, Xinmei Planning has also received unprecedented high attention, and more and more orders have been scheduled until the next year.

At the same time, another red bomb was dropped on the city of H. The Shaw family and the Liang family also publicly issued a marriage statement, and the wedding of Shao Wenxiu and Liang Sisi was also officially confirmed.

Seeing the news, Wen Wan smiled bitterly.

That's fine, it really won't have anything to do with it in the future!

Shao Wenxiu was so angry that he recuperated in the hospital for a week, during which Liang Sisi was careful and thoughtful, and she was simply the fiancée of twenty-four filial piety.

Shao Wenxiu was always expressionless, and in a week, he only said one sentence: "Liang Sisi, let's get married, on the 15th of next month." ”

Liang Sisi cried with joy, but no matter how she expressed her heart, he never responded.

This made her angry, but helpless.

It was enough for him to continue to fulfill the marriage contract, and she couldn't expect him to love.

Liang Sisi is more gentle and considerate.

The happiest is Zhao Mingyu, since the wedding date was set, she began to prepare for the wedding without touching her feet, fortunately, the Shao Liang family was originally talking about marriage, and everything that should be prepared was almost ready.

It's just less than a month, and it's still a little rushed. Especially in wedding planning, Zhao Mingyu originally wanted to choose a random one that he had been in contact with, but he didn't want to wronged his son. Shao Wenxiu's thoughts, she still understands, the reason why she is set on the same day as Wen Wan is not to compete with her.

Then it will be even more grand than Zhuang's.

Zhao Mingyu thought about it a few times and decided to go to Xinmei to plan.

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm