Looking at the words on the card, Xu Yiqing couldn't help but form in her mind the expression and tone of Ji Nanfeng when he said these words. The feeling was subtle, like he was in this room, watching her every move.

Xu Yiqing's face was a little hot, this was the first time Ji Nanfeng sent flowers to her. When he was in college, he didn't know how to spend some effort to please girls, and then it was a three-year separation. Xu Yiqing has received flowers from other men, but she feels that compared with now, it is not far behind.

Xu Yiqing was still self-absorbed, and Breeze was a little unhappy, scratching her little paws on her slippers, trying to draw her attention.

"What are you going to do, did your father give me flowers, and you are jealous?" Xu Yiqing squatted down slightly and nodded her little nose with her fingertips.

Breeze glanced at it, clearly guessing what was on his mind.

After searching for a long time in the storage room, I finally found a satisfactory vase, filled it with some water, and then carefully inserted the flowers into it.

After doing all this, Xu Yiqing looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and her heart was full of sweetness. The years are quiet, although the loved ones are not around, but their hearts have always been concerned about each other, which has been very happy.

As the days passed, Xu Yiqing enjoyed this quiet life very much, and she was in a similar state to Xiaolan before, playing with breeze, watching movies, cleaning and cleaning the room, full and happy.

Approaching the wedding date, Meng Yifan is getting more and more nervous, and the number of times he comes to Xu Yiqing is also increasing, except for the wedding dress has been decided, the rest of the jewelry, dresses, etc. must be selected by Xu Yiqing, Shen's father and mother only determine their guest list, Shen Zhihao and Meng Yifan's, they have to send invitations by themselves, Meng Yifan has always been an impatient master, so she gave full authority to Xu Yiqing to be responsible, anyway, most of the people she invited were colleagues, and those people Xu Yiqing happened to know.

"Miss Meng, I really don't know if you are getting married or me getting married?" Xu Yiqing looked up from a pile of guest lists and said with a confused expression.

"Of course I'm married, but you're my best sister, if you don't go to Dao Mountain, whoever goes to Dao Mountain, you don't get off the oil pot, who goes down to the oil pot. How do you say that? How to solve worries, the only way to solve the worries is Yiqing~" Meng Yifan slapped his ass and stuffed bayberry into his mouth.

"you, how can people solve their worries, only Du Kang." Xu Yiqing corrected with a straight face, but there was a smile in her eyes.

"Well, if you don't mind calling Xu Dukang, I agree with what you said." Meng Yifan blinked innocently.

Xu Yiqing was angry, but because of her status as a pregnant woman, she was helpless.

Shifting his gaze to the bayberry kernels as high as a hill, Xu Yiqing said with great regret: "It is said that sour and spicy girls, Yifan, seeing that you love sour food so much, it is estimated that you are a boy." Alas, my daughter-in-law-to-be. ”

"Yiqing, you are not married, your daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law, are you ashamed? Who said that my family must be a son, I not only love sour, but also spicy, maybe it is a dragon and phoenix fetus, rest assured, I will definitely give you a daughter-in-law. ”

The tone was full of pride about becoming a mother.

Xu Yiqing looked at her smug expression, smiled, didn't answer, and continued to write invitations.

Meng Yifan threw another bayberry into his mouth, and thought with relief: It's better to be a girlfriend.

It was soon May 19th, the day before the wedding.

During the period since her pregnancy, Meng Yifan has lived in Shen Zhihao's house, but according to custom, the bride has to live in her own house before getting married, so that night, Meng Yifan called Xu Yiqing, Ruan Feifei and even Xing Yushan to her home for various reasons she could think of, and even Xiaolan took a day off because of her wedding, Xu Yiqing was very ashamed of this, and sighed that she was really not a responsible parent.

Ruan Feifei's thinking has always been trendy, and within a few minutes of sitting down, she began to propose: "Yiqing, Yifan, you all know it, men will go out for drinks with their buddies the day before they get married, and have a farewell bachelor party." What's wrong with the woman, why don't we go to the bar tonight too? ”

Meng Yifan's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously in agreement, Xu Yiqing quietly poured a basin of cold water: "The premise is that you want to have a big black circle under your eyes at tomorrow's wedding, and try to murder my daughter-in-law in your stomach with alcohol." ”

Meng Yifan wilted when he heard this, and said with a pout: "I'm not going." ”

Xu Yiqing's smile was even more obvious, and she praised Meng Yifan, "It's okay, I'm longer than before." However, although you can't go to the bar, we can have a small party at home, and you can only drink juice. ”

I thought it was impossible, but I didn't expect that now that the peak was turning around, Meng Yifan said with an exaggerated expression that she agreed very much and was very happy.

Put on soft music, turn off all the lights in the house, turn on only one wall lamp, take out a large bag of snacks and juice from the refrigerator, and the simple party begins.

Maybe the atmosphere is too good, Meng Yifan looked at the young faces in front of him, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist, "Yiqing, Feifei, and Yushan, thank you, it's my Meng Yifan's luck to be friends with you." Especially Yiqing, who has been in the company for so long, always works overtime for me, helps me sort out documents, and accompanies me to lunch. But..."Meng Yifan's tone changed: "If I had known that she was the girlfriend of the future boss, I would definitely not dare to enslave her like this." ”

Meng Yifan always has such a ability, and it is completely illegal to say a good word.

Xu Yiqing couldn't help laughing, and looked at Meng Yifan carefully, tomorrow, this heartless girl will step onto the red carpet and become someone else's bride. This feeling is very strange, probably Meng Yifan is the first of them to get married, and this identity can't change for a while.

Several girls nestled in the sofa and laughed and made trouble for a long time, Xu Yiqing looked up at the clock, hesitated, and said: "It's not early, I have to get up early tomorrow, let's go to sleep." ”

"Yiqing, then you sleep with me." Meng Yifan immediately grabbed Xu Yiqing's hand and said pitifully.

"No, you know, I've never been honest in sleeping, what if I press you?" Xu Yiqing shook her head decisively.

"Do you know how precious a woman's night before her wedding is, I gave it to you, and you turned it down, it's so sad." Meng Yifan pretended to be a complaining woman.

Xu Yiqing thought for a moment and decided to compromise: "Okay, since you want to dedicate yourself to me so much, uncle, I won't refuse." ”

Meng Yifan raised his head happily, looked shy, and took Xu Yiqing's hand: "Uncle, go to sleep with the slave family." ”

The crowd fell.

Xu Yiqing was afraid of pressing Meng Yifan, and she didn't fall asleep all night, so she leaned a little closer to her, and her consciousness would wake up immediately, so she quickly moved back.

In this way, when she was half-asleep and half-awake, as soon as the alarm clock rang, Xu Yiqing opened her eyes, got up, got out of bed, made breakfast, and then called them up to eat.

The time was just right, and as soon as everyone finished washing, the styling team invited by Shin Zhihao knocked on the door.

So Xu Yiqing happily watched Meng Yifan like a fish on a board, surrounded by a group of people in the middle of the smear.

Then it was natural to think of the day I was proposed, and it was like this, in Ji Nanfeng's office, surrounded by a bunch of people.

It's May 20th, Chinese time, and in another 13 hours, it's May 20th in the United States.

The date of his and Liang Xinying's engagement.

"Yiqing, what's the fuss, go change your dress, and then put on makeup, as my bridesmaid, do you want to appear without makeup?" Meng Yifan found Xu Yiqing standing in a daze in the gap of the crowd, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but looking at her happy and sad expression, and then connecting with this scene, he probably guessed what she was thinking, so he hurriedly reminded her.

"Huh? Oh... I know. Xu Yiqing came back to her senses.

"Oh, your dress." Meng Yifan took out a gift box out of nowhere, stretched out his arm and handed it to Xu Yiqing.

Meng Yifan almost handed over the part of the wedding that related to her to Xu Yiqing to worry about, only Xu Yiqing's bridesmaid dress was carefully selected by Meng Yifan himself, and Xu Yiqing was not allowed to know in advance.

Xu Yiqing walked into the bathroom with this beautiful box, patted her face with cold water, her mind was much clearer, and she secretly said to herself in the mirror, today is Yifan's wedding, don't think about anything, come on!

I thought that according to Meng Yifan's vision, it would be a skirt full of broken diamonds that flashed to the point of not being good, but I didn't expect it to be a very simple and generous style.

The pure white chiffon skirt is short in the front and long in the back, although it is a bandeau top, there is a big bow on the left side, which covers most of the collarbones, and looks playful and cute.

Xu Yiqing was very satisfied.

Obviously, Meng Yifan knows her size very well, and after wearing it, the size is very suitable.

As soon as Xu Yiqing walked out of the bathroom, she found that the situation had changed now, and the people around Meng Yifan had dispersed, some were putting on Ruan Feifei's makeup, some were doing Xing Yushan's hair, and even Xiaolan had changed into the princess dress that Ruan Feifei had picked.

Of course, there are still three stylists waiting to put makeup on Xu Yiqing,

Xu Yiqing made a "like" gesture to Xiaolan, and was immediately discovered by Ruan Feifei's sharp eyes, and said proudly: "Look, I have a lot of foresight, Xiaolan is just right to wear this skirt today." ”

Xu Yiqing nodded, but didn't demolish her, at that time she wanted Xiaolan to wear this skirt to school and hook up with the little boy.

Two hours later, everyone was done, and everyone saw a look of surprise and satisfaction in the eyes of the rest.

"Thank you for your hard work."

After sending off the styling team, Meng Yifan's face collapsed, he lay straight on the sofa and couldn't get up, and said sadly: "My mother, I didn't expect that getting married was so tiring, and I was going to collapse just by putting on makeup and getting my hair." ”

Xu Yiqing glanced at her, and for the first time said extremely obediently: "That... We're not knotted? ”

When Meng Yifan heard this, he immediately came to his senses: "That's not good! This marriage must be consummated! I even have children, why don't I get married? ”

"It's rare that your mind is still bright, hurry up, your groom will be here in ten minutes." Xu Yiqing's plan succeeded, and her smile was extremely bright.