In a blink of an eye, the day before An Qiao's wedding, Ye Ling sent the wedding dress to An's house, and this time Aunt Mao stopped staring.

When An Qiao saw Ye Ling coming, it was like seeing something funny.

"Ye Ling, you are here, I thought you forgot about the wedding dress."

An Qiao was wearing pajamas and trotted in front of Ye Ling and grabbed her hand.

"A wedding dress equals money, how could I forget about the money, you try."

Ye Ling smiled and unfolded the wedding dress.

In addition to taking care of Fu Yuhan in the past few days, she also rushed to make the wedding dress, and she stayed up all night yesterday, and she handed over the wedding dress to An Qiao today.

The wedding dress has a lot of work, and the details have to be taken care of, although she can help others diplomatically, but she doesn't want to.

Afraid that others will make mistakes and fear that something will go wrong, the best way is to do it yourself stitch by stitch, so that even if there is a problem, you will know what the problem is.

"Wow, this fabric is so soft."

Anqiao touched the wedding dress, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't put it down.

"The fabric I chose just for you, but there aren't many, so I can only use it for these details."

Ye Ling smiled, and could see that An Qiao really liked her, and the customer was satisfied if he liked her, the designer.

She likes to see customers smile, which is an affirmation of her.

"I'm really right, if I let that Dora come, I don't know what the wedding dress will look like."

An Qiao boasted, holding the wedding dress and gesturing on his body.

"Put it on and try it out and see if you need to change the size."

"Wait a minute."

An Qiao grinned, turned around and went upstairs, and when he came out again, he had already put on the wedding dress made by Ye Ling, his collarbones were prominent like butterflies, his skin was like clotted fat, his eyes were bright, and he looked very smart, and he was dressed in a wedding dress, like a girl who was about to get married.

"Is it pretty?"

Anjo stretched out his hand and spun around.

She was very happy with the wedding dress, it was the most beautiful wedding dress she had ever seen.

Slowly walked down the stairs to Ye Ling.

"Wait, there's one final process."

Ye Ling made a fool of herself, and took out a white strip of cloth from her pocket, this was the cloth she bought from Cheng Qing, and she made it into a strip of cloth with only this little left.

Ye Ling leaned over, tinkered in front of An Qiao, took out a needle and thread, made the cloth strip into a bow and finally sewed it on the left side of the wedding dress, adding a bit of fairy spirit.

An Qiao is already white, and with a white wedding dress and a bow, her beauty can be highlighted.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the cheeks are pink and pink.

"This is for the groom, and I hope Miss Anqiao can hand it over."

Ye Ling handed the bag to An Qiao, hoping that An Qiao could transfer it to the groom for her.

In fact, this kind of thing should be tried on by the groom in front of her, and it is clear if it needs to be changed, but the An family is mysterious, and she will definitely not see the groom.

"I can't even see him, let her bring it when my mom comes back."

Anjonuzui, tomorrow is her wedding, and she will be able to see what the groom looks like.

The wedding day is getting closer and closer, and the more apprehensive she becomes, the more she is afraid, worried, and expectant.

"By the way, can you come to my wedding tomorrow? I also want to have friends to attend. ”

An Qiao looked forward to asking, she had no contact with the people in the school after graduation, and those classmates were also blocked by Aunt Mao from coming to see her, and over time, most of them thought that she looked down on them and disdained to be friends with them, resulting in no one around her who could speak.

There is Aunt Mao watching at home, and she is bound wherever she goes.

Looking at An Qiao's hopeful eyes, Ye Ling was silent: "I'll see it tomorrow, I'll come over if I'm free." ”

I didn't dare to give An Qiao hope, nor did I dare to refuse, I was afraid that she would be sad.

"Then you must be there tomorrow! Come with me and see what the bridegroom looks like. ”

An Qiao was sure that Ye Ling would come tomorrow and advised.

Ye Ling thought of the document he saw and was absent-minded.

"Where's Aunt Mao today?"

They had been talking for so long, and the maid hadn't shown up, and she was a little unaccustomed to it.

"She went out and said she was going to buy something to prepare for tomorrow's wedding."

An Qiao didn't care and said that Aunt Mao was free when she wasn't there, and she looked at her like a prisoner all day long, and her scalp was numb when she was watched.

It's rare that one day you don't have to face her dead face, and Ye Ling still spoils her fun.

"I have to leave too, the company still has something to do, if there is anything about the wedding dress, you can call me and be on call."

Ye Ling sighed lightly, she has been absent from the company for the past few days, there must be a lot of things, she has to go back to deal with those things.

"It's so fast, why are you still working when you are Mrs. Fu, if you want me to say, you should wait for the maid to serve at home."

An Qiao was upset for Ye Ling, she had seen Fu Yuhan, who was very handsome, but she didn't expect such a handsome person to let her come out to work because he didn't even know how to cherish his fiancée.

"I have money at work, and I am very proud to spend my money, you can also try, this is my phone number, if there is anything to call me, go."

Ye Ling looked proud, spending the money he earned.

On the contrary, if Fu Yuhan gave her words, she would feel inferior and feel that she was relying on Fu Yuhan.

But the consequence of this recklessness is...

She has to pay off her debts every month, and if Fu Yuhan hadn't cooked for her, she might have to eat instant noodles every day.

An Qiao thought about it, but still didn't understand Ye Ling.

Like she has endless money to spend, she won't want to make money.

The money is no longer spent for her, why should she continue to earn.

Ye Ling left, and the entire hall was quiet again.

This place is very small and crowded, her mother only comes back occasionally, not to mention her grandmother, who has been living abroad, and there is nothing important that will not come back.

This time she came back because she was married, and when she got married, her grandmother would also go back, and it would be even more empty.

An Qiao looked at the groom's clothes in the bag, she remembered that her mother seemed to have told Aunt Mao when she went out that she was going to Shenxiang Port.

Deep Lane Harbor, that's not where the poor live?

Beggar?

Maybe...

Anjo seemed to think of something, and his eyes were cunning.

Aunt Mao is not here, and neither is the maid, and no one can stop her when she goes out today.

Anjo picked up the bag and the bag and went out happily.

On the road, the crowd was crowded, and as soon as the green light turned on, Ye Ling had just taken a step when a car came at a gallop.

Ye Ling hurriedly took a step back, and the car sped past her without stopping.

"The red light is also running, amazing."

At intersections, they have a green light, and the other direction must be a red light.

Not only did he run a red light, but he was in such a hurry, it seemed that he had a lot of money and had nowhere to spend it and wanted to pay a fine.

In the car, An Lei recalled the Ye Ling she had seen just now.

She was confused just now...

She thought it was...

No, it can't be her, she's been dead for so many years, and if she hadn't died, she wouldn't be in her twenties now.

"Old lady, someone is chasing after you."

The driver looked at the car chasing behind him and was not nervous at all.

"Get rid of them, the fine will be paid later, and then send a car over, and then change the car."

An Lei replied calmly.

"Yes."

"Those servants are really rubbish, so many people can't even look at the eldest lady."

An Lei scolded, her eyes sharp.

When An Qiao gets married, she will take care of the servants in the house for Anfu.

It is because of people like Anfu that those servants will be lazy, and they will not even be able to look down on individuals.

"Old lady, the car is waiting at an intersection in front, wait for you to get off the car directly, I'll solve it here."

The driver put down his mobile phone and looked at the back, those who were chasing him were already a little unable to keep up, and at the intersection, An Lei got out of the car and changed to another car.

The car drove slowly, and An Lei didn't even look at the one behind her.

The driver took out his driver's license and handed it to the two uniformed people in front of him, apologized again and again, and felt aggrieved in his heart, it was An Lei, otherwise he wouldn't dare to run the red light.

It's okay if you don't have money, but it's a bit miserable if you don't have points.

"Go in the direction of Shenzhen and Hong Kong."

An Lei seemed to think of something, her eyes lit up, and the driver turned around and headed for Shenzhen-Hong Kong.

Anfu is good at everything, but he is careless, maybe An Qiao is in Shenzhen and Hong Kong now.

If something goes wrong with the wedding, she will definitely make Anfu unable to eat and walk around.

In the deep alley harbor, Anqiao looked around, this place was just like the name, the alleys couldn't see where the alleys led, and the walls were covered with moss, this place looked very dirty.

And An Qiao doesn't know that this place is not bad for ordinary people, and the prices and rents in H City are high, so being able to live here means that life is passable.

There are also many places where dozens of people are crammed together, sloppy and dirty.

Anjo covered his nose, and the more he went inside, the more he could smell a foul smell, as if something had corroded.

Anjo furrowed her eyebrows, a little unbelieving that her mother would come to this place.

What kind of person is her mother, who has a habit of cleanliness and love to be clean, how could she come here, she must have heard it wrong.

An Qiao couldn't hold back his hand that was pinching his nose, and took a big breath, almost suffocating to death.

"No way, my mom must not be here."

Anjo denied it, and now feels that he has been confused.

Even here, why can't she see her mother's car?

The place didn't look very shabby, and if it were, she should have found someone.

Anjo turned the corner and heard a voice coming from inside the door in front of him.

Ancho's eyes lit up, she had listened to her mother's voice for more than twenty years, and she could recognize who the person who spoke was when she heard it.

Anqiao tiptoed around, looking left and right, and there was no one around.

At this moment, like a thief, as soon as he approached, he saw a small hole in the door.

The door is a wooden door, there is a small hole in the wooden door, this door looks quite old, Anqiao looked inside through the hole, only saw her mother's back, there seemed to be a person standing in front of her mother.

An Qiao's heart was overjoyed, it seemed that she had guessed correctly, this should be her future husband's home.

I'm going to get married tomorrow, so it's okay to see someone today, right? It can also make her mentally prepared.

Anjo thought, more and more eager to see what his groom was like.

She was not discriminatory against the poor, and she did not understand why her mother and grandmother had to hide from her that she would not see her future husband.

It's a good time to come today.

"Xiaohang, just tell your grandmother, let her, let her let me go back to the company."

Aphra took the hand of the man in front of her and begged, but the man stared at her but did not react.

"You're afraid of me?"