Ning Anyu's mobile phone rang, and when she saw the caller ID, she immediately showed a sweet smile: "Mu Shao, are you looking for me?" When he spoke, he also looked at Yu Youyou, with a smug face.

"Didn't you make an appointment to try on a wedding dress, where are you?" A cold voice came from the phone.

Ning Anyu covered her mouth with a frightened expression: "I'm really sorry, I forgot, I'll come over right away." ”

As she spoke, she stood up and hung up the phone, picking up her bag and preparing to leave.

The moment he turned around, he looked at Yu Youyou: "I'm going to try on a wedding dress, do you want to see it?" ”

Yu Youyou's eyes were cold: "Okay." Very comfortable answer.

Ning Anyu originally just wanted to show off, but he didn't want Yu Youyou to agree.

"You're so cheap, your ex-husband and your current wedding dress, you're so curious?"

"Of course I'm curious, I also want to know what kind of wedding dress my ex-husband will buy for the current one, and wouldn't it be very embarrassing if it was cheaper than what I wore at the beginning."

"You talk nonsense, how can it be worse than yours."

"It's hard to say, after all, my piece was made from France, and more than 50 craftsmen made it by hand."

After Ning Anyu heard it, his face was scornful, the wedding of the century between Yu Youyou and Leng Haomu was once rumored to be a good story, and the wedding dress of the day was on the hot list for many days, instantly leading the wedding trend.

How can such a wedding be easily surpassed.

"No matter how beautiful it is, it's just the past, just an old man." Ning Anyu could only use such words to appease himself.

Yu Youyou chased her out, and followed her into the car without giving up: "You're right, then take me to see how much stronger than mine." ”

Ning An's tone was indignant, it was like sticking a dog skin plaster, and he couldn't shake it off.

Ning Anyu got out of the car and went to the wedding dress shop, and Yu Youyou really followed.

Leng Haomu had been sitting on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, and when he looked up, he was surprised to see the two of them coming out one after the other.

"Yu Youyou?" He only called her by one name.

"Here, Mr. Leng." Yu Youyu ran to him with a hippie smile.

Ning Anyu really regretted being followed by Yu Youyou, didn't this create a chance for the two of them?

She walked over, between Leng Haomu and Yu Youyou.

"Mu Shao, let's pick together."

Yu Youyou was blocked aside, bored wandering around the bridal shop, and saw a copy of the dress she was wearing.

It's all high-end here, and I think even if it's an imitation, it's a copyright, after all, the original version is definitely not available, and it's all stored in the cloakroom of the cold family.

Thinking of this, I took a look at Leng Haomu and wanted to ask him, are those clothes still there? Maybe he's thrown them all away.

Either way, it's none of her business. He's going to marry someone else now.

Ning Anyu picked a marriage and went to the side to try it.

Leng Haomu walked towards Yu Youyou with firm steps.

For a moment, she panicked and remembered the scene when they got married.

"Yu Youyou, what are you doing here?" Leng Haomu's indifference shattered her illusions.

"I've come to see you try on wedding dresses."

"As an ex-wife, do you want to stir up the situation?"

"Who stipulates that ex-wives can only stir up trouble? Can't I just be here to congratulate? ”

"What? I'm not here to stir up the situation, so I thought I gave less last night and came to ask for money? ”

Yu Youyou's face flushed with sarcasm, she forcibly suppressed her anger and showed a smug smile: "Yes, I just think you gave too little, so I came to ask for money." ”

"You deserve it too."