Duan Weiyu and Jiang Yanmo came to the jewelry store, which was opened by a designer who had returned from studying abroad. His design style is relatively niche, handmade and full of affection, which is deeply loved by customers.

"Hey, don't I remember we had several pairs of rings?"

Duan Weiyu walked to the door of the store and suddenly remembered that there were three or four pairs of rings in it, all of which were gifts left over from various anniversaries.

Before she also customized a pair of simple and simple rings abroad, which has always been her favorite, if there is no good style of wedding rings to choose, she decided to use that pair.

"But I wanted to prepare a unique set, after all, weddings are once in a lifetime."

Jiang Yanmo takes into account the psychology of women, he will not let his beloved be wronged, and he will not be wronged to her for the rest of his life.

The designer waiting in the jewelry store prepared several first drafts, all designed for their wedding, which not only blended their favorite styles, but also inlaid with ink patterns that represented the beauty of their love.

"I can't help but make the ring quickly!"

The designer saw the scene of love between the two, blessed them from the bottom of his heart, and gave them a small gift carefully prepared by himself.

Their couple is the 520th couple they have handled, which happens to be the most beautiful number.

Duan Weiyu and Jiang Yanmo looked at the draft on the table happily, the two of them fell in love with the same style at the same time, and decided after comparing the size of their fingers.

"You should be able to get out in two months, right? We wanted to use it on our wedding day. This can be said to be an affirmation for the ring designer, and of course he will gladly agree. Prepare to sign a customized contract and place an order for them in advance.

The husband and wife returned to the Jiang family villa with joy and were taken aback by the wedding gift package sent by Nanxi.

This girl is usually silent, and she is very generous, and the whole set of jewelry she gives is a limited edition luxury, which makes Duan Weiyu, the female boss, embarrassed.

"Shouldn't I give her a long vacation?"

She snuggled tightly into her husband's arms, and her eyebrows were full of happy and sweet smiles.

In a woman's life, the most important day should be before and after marriage, she knows that all this is not easy to come by, so she enjoys it slowly with gratitude and joy.

Jiang Yanmo didn't expect that just a wedding could see how much affection he could see, he didn't like to be casually attached to the business, only on this occasion could he see everyone's sincerity.

The two little ones in the family were already sleeping soundly in the bedroom, and he gently stroked his wife's long hair, quietly enjoying the sweetness of the moment.

If it was a few years ago, he was just a man who focused on his career, and he never considered getting married and having children, but he didn't expect that in just a few years, he was completely accustomed to family life with his lover and was fascinated by it.

Only when you meet the right person can you have the idea of wanting to settle down. Duan Weiyu conquered a prodigal son into a family cook, and her ability cannot be underestimated.

"Thank you for giving me such a happy family."

He lowered his head and kissed his thin red lips, feeling the gentle aroma of his wife, but was disturbed by a phone call.

Duan Weiyu pushed him away embarrassedly, glanced down at the phone screen, and found that it was not a call worth happy about.

"Hmm...... It's me, okay, then I'll think about it. ”

Her face was a little ugly, her mouth was nervously pursed into a thin line, and Jiang Yanmo, who was sitting on the side, paid attention to the tone of his wife's speech, and became nervous for a while.

"What's wrong?"

After she hung up the phone, Jiang Yanmo couldn't wait to ask and got a headache answer.

Duan Weiyu's former classmates are going to hold a class reunion, and they hope to gather more old classmates to come over for dinner and chat with them because they have more time on vacation recently.

But for Duan Weiyu, she doesn't like those old classmates very much, and there are boring social occasions.

When I was in love with Jiang Yanmo, I also suffered from the eyes and public opinion of many people, and I was able to create such a bad impression on myself as an old classmate, don't do it.

Duan Weiyu said angrily, vaguely still thinking about the old feelings, she knew that she couldn't be too careful, otherwise she would seem to have no energy.

"I don't know if I should go ......"

Seeing his wife's hesitant appearance, Jiang Yanmo had already understood her thoughts, and the hospitable wife naturally wanted to go over to see the current situation of her old classmates, probably because she was worried that the relationship with the Jiang family would attract more discussions and questions.

"It's okay, if you don't feel happy at the party, just call me."

He rubbed his wife's head dotingly, smiled brightly, and lit up the room in warm yellow tones.

When her husband said this, she felt more confident in her heart, and began to realize that she couldn't live under other people's public opinion, so she nodded and agreed, and sent a text message directly to her old classmates.

After Anne and Feng Xiling went down the mountain, they rushed to the surrounding small clinics as soon as possible, and the doctor did a simple treatment, and also prescribed a lot of pills, telling her to eat them on time and in the right amount.

"You're her boyfriend, right? Don't let her go out lately, try to eat something light. ”

The doctor glanced at Feng Xiling lightly, without the slightest surprise, and the words he said made both of them bow their heads silently.

This is no longer a person who said this, every time an outsider talks about the relationship between the two, Anne and Feng Xiling's hearts will unconsciously beat faster.

As if the sneaky love affair was debunked in public, the two were not quite able to get used to this kind of talk, so they helplessly did not speak.

It wasn't until he left the small clinic that Feng Xiling opened the long-closed chatterbox, and he knew that his relationship with Anne was undergoing subtle changes, especially after going down the mountain.

Many of the questions held in his chest were about to be uncontrollable, and he was ready to find an opportunity to ask them clearly.

"Anne, actually I ......"

He was about to say something when Anne's cell phone rang at an untimely time, seemingly an important call.

She squeezed out a smile apologetically, took her phone to the side and went to the corner to answer, her face gradually becoming uncalm.

A few minutes later, Anne came over and explained that something important had happened at home and that she needed to rush back immediately.

"President, can you please give me a ride?"

She raised her sweaty little face, and there was an anxious look between her eyebrows. It seemed to be a very important matter, Feng Xiling stubbornly held back the words that came to his lips, nodded silently, and helped her to walk towards the car.

The two spent a silent time in the car, and it wasn't until Feng Xiling sent her downstairs to the residential building that Anne mustered up the courage to cough twice.

"President, can you wait for me after work tomorrow, I have something I want to tell you."