Tang Yan was a little speechless, and couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.

You've set your own day, so you're still a fart!

Of course, Tang Yan would never dare to say this kind of thing.

He lowered his head and contacted his husband again, and asked how the day after tomorrow would be?

After a while, Mr. replied: Big murderer.

Tang Zhen looked at the two words on the screen, and silently lit a wax to Huo Jingchen in his heart.

*

The next day, early in the morning.

Huo Jingchen was already dressed and stood in front of the huge dressing mirror.

On his side, there is a row of hangers neatly arranged, on which more than a dozen suits are neatly hung.

Huo Jingchen buttoned the buttons of his shirt while inspecting the inky suit on his body.

She seemed to prefer him to wear ink, and he remembered that she once complimented him on his temptation.

After repeatedly looking at himself in the mirror for a while, Huo Jingchen twisted his brows slightly.

Will she like it?

Would she actually prefer navy blue, he remembered that she had kissed him when he wore a navy blue suit.

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen's gaze fell on the hanger again, and he raised his hand to a navy blue suit.

Tang Yan hurriedly took off the suit and handed it to Huo Jingchen.

It didn't take long for Huo Jingchen to change into a navy blue suit and look at himself in the mirror again.

After a few seconds, his brow furrowed again.

The man in the mirror has a little too red lips and white teeth, will it be too charming... It seems a bit frivolous.

Wearing this confession, will she feel like she is joking?

Thinking of this, Huo Jingchen chose another set of silver-gray suits.

He wanted to look mature and steady, and not let her feel like she was attracting bees and butterflies.

……

Tang Yan stood aside and silently looked at the president of Sao Bao who had changed one set after another, and only felt that he had refreshed his cognition again.

Is this still their ruthless and moody Huo family?

Try to try, Huo Jingchen was a little irritable.

The man in the mirror has red lips and white teeth, is ruthless and charming, and he can't hide it.

Would she like herself?

She doesn't like it, doesn't she......

Huo Jingchen untied his tie and threw it on the sofa on the side, his face was not very good.

Isn't it that no matter what he wears, she won't like it.

Huo Jingchen sat on the sofa and sulked when he was born, got up again and walked to the hanger, and took a low-key ink-colored suit.

Not long after, Tang Yan hurriedly stepped forward: "President, the roses and flowers that have been airlifted have arrived, and the floral designer has sent several styles over, please choose a favorite style." ”

Tang Yan held a tablet in his hand and flipped through the pages for Huo Jingchen to browse.

The pages were switching one by one, and Huo Jingchen was reading it very seriously.

She likes hydrangea and bellflowers, and roses seem to be good.

A few minutes later, Huo Jingchen finalized a bouquet with pink and white tones.

It contains many kinds of flowers such as hydrangeas, hyacinths, bellflowers, roses, etc., with gentle colors, fresh and clean, and packaging decorated with white yarn, which is fairy-like.

"Is the hotel booked?" Huo Jingchen asked in a deep voice.

Tang Yan bowed and said, "It's booked, the pianist, lighting artist, florist, bartender, and chef have all been arranged." ”

"Yes." Huo Jingchen's face softened a little, and his gaze gradually softened.

Will she like it?

*

The next day, Zhao Siqing arrived at the studio early.

Not long after, WeChat rang, Zhao Siqing glanced at her phone, it was Li Jiaci, Yang Jingqiu introduced her to a blind date.