Asa Zike looked at the wedding dress worn by the model in the window, and a trace of darkness couldn't help but flow through his eyes.

Mozu Beitan glanced at the wedding dress, looked down at the woman in his arms, the movement in his beautiful eyes fell into his dark eyes, and the man said lightly: "If you like it, go in and try it." ”

Asa Zike was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled: "No." ”

Although he refused, his eyes still couldn't stop glancing at the wedding dress.

A woman's most beautiful moment is probably the moment she puts on her wedding dress.

Qianzike's small actions provoked Mozu Beitan to chuckle, and half-pushed her into the wedding dress shop, the man sat leisurely on the sofa, quietly listening to the store salesman's regret for his bankruptcy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

After a while, the door of the dressing room was opened, and Asa Zike carefully walked to her husband with the hem of her wedding dress, and after turning around, she asked with a slightly red face, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Mozu Beitan didn't answer, looking at the woman in front of him, his dark eyes couldn't help but light up, and the corners of his mouth raised an unfathomable smile.

The wedding dress is indeed the most beautiful dress, and this sentence is not false at all.

Seeing that the man didn't react, Asa Zike pouted dissatisfiedly and said, "Beitan, isn't it good-looking?" ”

The man nodded, Qianzi Ke was overjoyed, subconsciously looked down at the price of the wedding dress, his little face couldn't help but sink, Mozu Beitan strode to her side, glanced at the number on the sign, and sighed slightly: "Take it off when you're done, I can't afford it." ”

Asako snorted, although she was reluctant, she still obediently folded back to the dressing room to change clothes, and without waiting for the salesman to introduce her to other wedding dresses, she pulled the man out of the wedding dress shop in a gray manner.

Back in the apartment, Asa Zike was lying on the sofa, yawning uncontrollably, the mobile phone suddenly rang, and the woman picked up the phone: "Hey, hello." ”

"Zike, I'm Yiyi."

Asa Zike sat up suddenly: "Yijin, where are you now, why haven't you called me for so long?" ”

"I'm in France."

"France?!"

The woman screamed, quickly covered her mouth and glanced around, and only after making sure that there was no one else did she continue to ask, "Why did you run away to France?" ”

"My parents are here, so they come here to play for a while and relax."

"Oh, that's right. Are you in conflict with Mengxuan? A few days ago, Meng Xuan asked me where you have been. ”

"You told him?"

"No, you asked me to keep it a secret for you, how could I tell him."

"That's good, don't remember this number, I'll change it in a few days."

"You're going to change your number again?"

"yes, okay, let's not talk about it, my mother called me, hang up first."

Asa Zike looked down at his phone, feeling depressed for a while, his little hand touched his lower abdomen, and his face was filled with a happy smile.

The woman looked at her phone in boredom, and saw that the topic at the top of the topic list was about her husband's bankruptcy, and the news of the president's return to China had long since disappeared.

Mozu Beitan strode to the sofa, sat down leisurely, hugged the woman into his arms with his long arms, and looked down at the content on her mobile phone: "What are you looking at?" ”

"The news of your bankruptcy is now spreading throughout the country."

Mozu Beitan answered, did not speak, just quietly sniffed her fragrance.

Asa Zike turned his head to look at the gradually gloomy sky outside the window, and always felt that something bad would happen.

On the other side, Ling Nianfeng lit a cigarette and played with it in his hand, frowned, opened his mobile phone to look through the album, clicked on a photo, and his heart suddenly hurt.

The middle-aged man raised his head and closed his eyes, holding back the grief in his heart, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.