Chapter Forty-Eight: Trying on a Wedding Dress
"Hey...... Sun-hee, are you still there? Hey......" Yan Caizhe kept asking on the phone, but he heard Qiao Shanxi's slightly choked voice over there: "It's still there, thank you, Caizhe, thank you for telling me the news......"
There is too much helplessness and grief in life, which are all resolved by tears at the moment.
Qiao Shanxi-hee cried in his office for a while, and two people suddenly came in outside the door, a man and a woman.
"Excuse me, can I design the latest wedding dress here?" A nice male voice echoed in the room.
Qiao Shanxi's face, which was originally lying on the table, immediately lifted up, tears blurred her eyes, and she immediately cleaned her face with a tissue.
As she thought, it was Jiang Haoxiang, who came to the store.
Qiao Shanxian excitedly opened the glass door and walked out.
As soon as he came out, Jiang Haoxiang's eyes swept her and looked elsewhere.
When she saw Qiao Shanxi, the corners of Zhu Wanying's mouth hooked up with a wicked smile. She took Jiang Haoxiang's arm and walked over: "Come, Haoxiang, this is the owner of this shop, Ms. Qiao Shanxi." ”
After Zhu Wanying finished speaking, she looked at the man next to her.
"Hello, Ms. Joe, please help my fiancée design a wedding dress! To the most trendy style, thank you. The unfamiliar, cold, and businesslike tone is very much in line with Jiang Haoxiang's personality.
But the object of his speech should not be Qiao Shanxi.
Zhu Wanying grinned: "Thank you, dear, love you, whatever!" She deliberately stood on tiptoe and imprinted a kiss on Jiang Haoxiang's face.
Zhu Wanying then began to try on wedding dresses and dresses one after another.
"Wow, Miss, your figure is simply amazing, so beautiful, like a star." The clerk Xiaomei praised as much as she could in order to sell clothes.
Xiao Ai did not hesitate to recommend the latest models to Zhu Wanying.
Zhu Wanying turned around and looked at Jiang Haoxiang, who was reading a magazine: "Haoxiang, am I good-looking?" ”
Jiang Haoxiang was sitting on the sofa with his legs folded, and when he looked up from the magazine at this moment, he smiled: "Better than the models in the magazine!" ”
Although this sentence was simple, it caused Zhu Wanying to giggle.
She carried the skirt of her wedding dress, walked to Jiang Haoxiang, who was dressed in a suit, picked up her mobile phone from the table and started taking a selfie.
"Smile, eggplant!" Zhu Wanying and Jiang Haoxiang put their faces against each other, made all kinds of funny poses, and even kissed Jiang Haoxiang on the spot and quickly took a photo.
Qiao Shanxii turned his face away, thinking to himself that he had lost his memory.
Zhu Wanying loves to see Qiao Shanxi's sad appearance, she came here to try on the wedding dress, just to let Qiao Shanxie see, in the past, they let themselves out, and now, Jiang Haoxiang is still her man in the end.
Just when Zhu Wanying changed her wedding dress back into her clothes and was about to go out, Jiang Haoxiang suddenly stopped, he turned around, walked in front of Qiao Shanxi, and handed her a business card: "Ms. Qiao, all the wedding dresses that my fiancée tried on today are packed and mailed to me, this is my address and phone number." ”
Qiao Shanxii took the business card, glanced at the familiar man in front of him, smelled the familiar fragrance on his body, and nodded.
Zhu Wanying glanced at Jiang Haoxiang with some annoyance, and shouted, "Haoxiang, hurry up!" ”
And Xiaomei and Xiaoai praised with envy on the side: "Your husband is so generous, he actually bought them all!" ”