"I ...... But I'm ......" An Wen looked at Su Mingmei very timidly.

Su Mingmei held her hands and said: "You look at me, look at my eyes, I don't care who you are, since you are with Lu Chen, you should have confidence in him and yourself, there is a long way to go, you have to go on hand in hand, face all the difficulties you may encounter, believe in him, and believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to overcome difficulties." ”

"Thank you, thank you for saying this to me." She looked at Su Mingmei gratefully.

"Okay, don't talk about these things, you're about to get married, you should be happy, you shouldn't listen to me talk about these unhappy things." An Wen touched her shoulder and said.

When Su Mingmei heard her words, she immediately had an expression of "I'm going crazy" on her face.

"What's wrong? Look at your pained expression. An Wen asked her with a smile.

Su Mingmei shrugged helplessly and said: "Let me tell you, didn't I work as a model before, I have a lot of friends in the circle, but in fact, I am not particularly familiar, some people may have just met once, and have an impression, I am very entangled now, should I send them an invitation?" ”

"Huh? You still haven't sent an invitation? My eldest lady! You've got only two days left to get married! So far, there have been no invitations?! Are you kidding me! An Wen couldn't believe what he heard.

On the other side, she looked at her with a look of "what can I do, I'm also desperate".

"When are you going to send out invitations?" An looked at her and said!

"Hmm...... Today? Tomorrow? Or just don't send it, right? Anyway, everyone is also a superficial friendship, so there is no need to make it so grand. She said.

An Wen patted her on the head and said, "I didn't say you, why don't you have a long heart at all?" How old is it, how can you not be organized to do things now? Even if you don't know these people very well, but you don't want to think about it, Fu Xiuran is a well-known young entrepreneur in the industry, and you, as her wife, are also a public figure, if you don't handle these public relations well, what do you plan to do in the future? When the time comes, it will be you who will be embarrassed. ”

Su Mingmei stuck out her tongue and said with a look of indifference: I don't like to socialize in the first place, and I don't like to deal with the interpersonal relationships between these adults. ”

"You, don't be so willful, when the time comes, if Fu Xiuran needs your help, it won't be so easy for you to re-establish these social relationships." She said.

"That'...... Why don't you come and help me get an idea and see who the rest of the invitations will be sent to? She said as if she were holding her steady arm.

There's no way to be stable, since you're here, it's a little bit to help her deal with it. Otherwise, she herself will probably be lazy again.

"Okay." An Wen agreed.

In fact, Su Mingmei had also helped her a lot before, and at first she also felt that it was because of her appearance and stability that she took so good care of herself.

Later, after getting along for a long time, I slowly felt that Su Mingmei was actually sincere.

She slowly got used to her treating herself as a good friend, and she regarded her as a good friend.

Now, she is getting married, of course, she has to help her be a bride happily.

"Come on, show me the list." She pointed to a pile of invitations on the side and said!

When Su Mingmei heard this, she happily took a large stack of invitations and said, "Thank you, dear." ”

An Wen looked at her and asked her, "You can tell me a rough story about how you met these people, and I'll roughly divide them." ”

"This Peter was the organizer of the press conference before, and I only saw it once, and he added me on WeChat." Su Mingmei pointed to one of the invitations and said.

"What about this? What about this one called Sophie? An Wen asked, pointing to the other one.

"She? I don't want to hire her, but I've hired almost all the people in a company, and if I don't invite her, it will be too stingy, right? Ay! Sick of it! Su Mingmei muttered unhappily on the side.

"Why don't you want to invite her?" An Wen asked rhetorically.

"It's not because she likes to come to me to talk nonsense in front of me when she has something to do in the company, often tells me about right and wrong, and embarrasses me, of course I don't want to invite her." The more she talked, the angrier she became.

"That's not please." An Wen threw the invitation card into the trash can next to him and said.

"Huh? Really? I thought you would say something, please do it, otherwise others will say things like you are careful......" Su Mingmei couldn't believe what she heard.

"Since she will make you unhappy when she comes, then why invite her, of course how happy you are when you get married, like this kind of person, don't invite her!" An steady face "this kind of expression that people can't even think about".

The two of them discussed the invitation around the table for a long time, and saw that the time passed in a blink of an eye, and it was already time for lunch.

An Yue was taken to the side room by the maid aunt to play, Su Mingmei and An Wen finally screened out these invitations after a morning of struggle, and then planned to let people distribute the invitations to the designated people!

"Let's have lunch, it's noon." Su Mingmei raised her wrist and looked at the time.

"Where's Yueyue? Call Yueyue over, what are we going to eat? An Wen asked.

"Well, I have a new French chef in my house recently, would you like to try his specialty?" Su Mingmei proposed.

"I see that you are really being spoiled to the sky by Fu Xiuran now." An Wen joked.

"Alright, don't sour me here." Su Mingmei said embarrassedly.

The aunt hugged An Yue out, and An Yue played with building blocks in the next room all morning.

"Mom, I'm hungry." An Yue saw that An Wen's first words were like this.

"Let's go. Your charming aunt is going to give us something delicious at noon today. She scratched An Yue's nose and said.

"What about Dad? Yueyue hasn't seen her dad for a day, will she come to eat with us? She blinked and looked at Ann.

An Wen was speechless for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Dad, Dad will eat at the place of work, we don't have to worry about him." ”

"Shall we bring food to Daddy? What if dad doesn't like to eat at work? An Yue had an expression of "I'm worried that my dad won't be able to eat in his mouth".

It's funny and gratifying to make An Wen, it's of course a good thing to know that you feel sorry for your father at such a young age.

"Yueyue, don't worry, your dad won't wronged his mouth, don't worry about him." Su Mingmei hurriedly came to the rescue.

"By the way, Yueyue, would you like to try the chocolate tartar?" Su Mingmei wanted to divert her attention and let her divert her attention from Lu Chen.

Sure enough, the chocolate tartar successfully attracted An Yue's attention, and she forgot about having dinner with Lu Chen for the time being.

"Aunt Meimei, where is the chocolate tartar?" An Yue's eyes trickled as soon as she heard the chocolate tartar, like a hunting cat.

"Don't worry, let's eat the appetizer first, and after eating the appetizer, there will be a chocolate tartar." Su Mingmei poked her little head.

At this moment in the hospital, Mu Yifeng had been sitting outside Linda's ward for more than twelve hours, and his physical strength was a little overdrawn.

His eyes gradually began to wander, and he didn't know when he collapsed on the chair and fell asleep.

When he woke up, he found a blanket over his body.

He looked at the blanket, then looked into the room, and he recognized it as from Linda's ward.

When did she come out to cover him with a blanket? Oh no, I should say when he fell asleep.

After arranging his hair and clothes, he walked over to the door and knocked on it.

"Come in." Linda's voice came from inside.

"Thank you for the blanket." Mu Yifeng stood there with a blanket and said.

"I ...... I didn't cover it for you...... Be...... I thought the blanket was too dirty to give it to you, don't get me wrong. Linda spat out for a moment.

"Anyway, thank you." He said it again.

"You are a very kind person, and you will meet very good men, there is no need to knock our family Mr. Lu, you will meet better men." Mu Yifeng mustered up the courage to finally say this.

"Shut up! I hate it when people educate me, what kind of song are you! Dare to educate me! It's my own business, I don't need you to worry about it, get out! When Linda heard his words, her temper instantly rose.

"I just hope you can have a good time and don't lose yourself for these fruitless things." Mu Yifeng said again.

He didn't seem to hear what Linda had just said, and he still insisted on saying what he wanted to say.

"Do you think you know me well? What didn't come of it? Why do you define me as having no result! She roared.

"I ......" Mu Yifeng wanted to say something.

But it was interrupted by Linda.

"I advise you to take care of yourself, and don't stand on the moral high ground here to preach to me. I have to get what I want. Linda continued.

Mu Yifeng shook his head, put the blanket on the chair next to him, and left the room silently.

Linda looked at the closed door, and she didn't know how to vent her anger, she picked up the teacup on the table and slammed it on the door.

There was a "crackling" sound from the glass glass falling to the ground, and the glass slag was scattered all over the ground.

Mu Yifeng was stunned for a moment, and sat at the door of the ward again.

In fact, he just wanted to say, "Thank you." ”

I didn't expect that I would involuntarily say those words.

But that's fine, even if she gets angry, he still has to say it, even if she thinks he doesn't qualify, he still has to say it.

He didn't want to watch her fall step by step like this, trading her soul with demons.