The time was too short, and the wedding date was only about 20 days away.

Leng Feiye had already started to do it, although it was a transactional marriage for them, he didn't treat it as a transactional marriage, as if this was his wedding.

The news exploded, and everyone in the big world was talking about it, especially the secretary department.

"I didn't expect An Qian to be the president's wife, and she really hid it."

"Who said that she was just the president's little lover in the first place? People are now the original match. ”

"I inquired, in fact, An Qian and the president have already set up a baby kiss since they were young."

"No wonder, I just said, why is this marriage so sudden, it turned out to be a childhood sweetheart."

Childhood? An Qian stroked her forehead, did she and Leng Feiye get along with these four words?

"Hello Mrs. President!"

Salute collectively and scare An Qian, what is this for?

An Qian patted her chest, and even flashed into the president's office, the group of people just now, looking at her, was terrible, she was not meat, how could she look like she was going to eat her.

Leng Feiye raised his eyes, looked at An Qian, who was panicked, and slowly spoke: "What's wrong with you?" Premarital phobia? ”

……

An Qian gave him a roll of the eyes: "Don't you look at it, the group of women outside you can't wait to eat me one by one, and their eyes are glowing green." ”

Leng Fei said unhurriedly: "They are scolding you." ”

The corners of An Qian's mouth twitched slightly: "I don't think I want such a stammer, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it." ”

"You get ready, I've already contacted the photographer, and I'll take our wedding photos later." Leng Feiye said lightly.

Forehead?

An Qian was stunned, and then said disapprehantly: "Wedding photos? In fact, there is no need for this, and it is a waste to shoot it. ”

An Qian's casual attitude made her heart ache coldly, and her voice became a little colder: "How can I be casual about my cold and non-night wedding." ”

An Qian: "....... brother, can we not be like this?"

Although An Qian felt that there was no need for this, Leng Feiye insisted, and An Qian had no choice but to obey, who called it now on other people's territory.

But after arriving, An Qian regretted it, it was too special to toss people.

First, I tried on the wedding dress, because the decision was too hasty, I didn't have time to order, so I could only try it one by one, but I couldn't always get the satisfaction of the cold night.

An Qian dragged out with heavy steps, this is already the tenth set she has tried, if Leng Feiye is not satisfied, she will pick and leave, and she will not wait.

Leng Feiye shook his head: "No, let's go change it again." ”

An Qian crossed her hands on her hips and glared at Leng Feiye angrily: "What do you mean?" This doesn't work, that doesn't work, do you think you're deliberately fixing me? ”

An Qian's rude image made the clerk stunned.

Is this like a newlywed?

Leng Feiye's face did not change, and he said unhurriedly: "You don't want to let more than 100 guests see that you are dressed like a village girl." ”

An Qian: "......"

Village girl? Is there such a beautiful village girl?

"I won't change it, how do you love it." An Qian sat on the sofa angrily, anyway, she won't change what she says now.

Leng Feiye raised her eyes to look at the clerk, and asked coldly, "Can't you pick one that suits her?" ”

The clerk lowered his eyes and only dared to complain in his heart: "Da Shao, your requirements are too high." ”

In fact, every one of the pieces for An Qian is quite suitable for her, I don't know why, I am not satisfied.

An Qian glanced at Leng Feiye, and said angrily: "Don't blame others, it's your own vision that is too high, you say, which one I tried was not good?" You're the one who has the most problems. ”

The clerk couldn't help but give An Qian a big praise in her heart, grandmother, you dare to tell the truth.

Leng Feiye got up and went to pick it personally, the clerk followed closely, carefully serving, An Qian was happy, sitting on the sofa, eating snacks and drinking tea.

After a circle, there is no eye that can enter the cold night.

"Is there nothing else?" Leng Feiye asked dissatisfiedly.

The clerk whispered, "There is another piece that was just shipped back from France this morning, and it has not been hung up yet." ”

"Go hang it up." Cold non-night command.

"Yes!" The clerk went to prepare.

A snow-white long dress wedding dress, embellished with granular diamonds, sparkling and exquisite, even An Qian was dumbfounded.

"No, you have such a beautiful one, why didn't you take it out in the first place? Are you trying to trick me? An Qian was angry, but she was really feeling her feelings here for a long time, and it turned out that there were really good things behind.

The clerk even explained: "This is just shipped back from France, and it hasn't been hung up yet, and there are still some places that haven't been handled, even if the young grandmother wants to try it today, I'm afraid it's too late." ”

Forehead?

An Qian looked at Leng Feiye, what should I do? Is it just a trip for nothing today?

Leng Feiye asked: "How long will it take to be the fastest?" ”

"Tomorrow!"

Leng Feiye looked at An Qian and ordered, "Go change your clothes." ”

"Huh? Don't shoot anymore? It's not all coming, it's going to be. An Qian said weakly, come back tomorrow? She really doesn't want to run again, what if tomorrow is still not satisfied?

Leng Feiye's attitude was firm: "Do you think my wedding is coming?" ”

…….

An Qian was speechless, how could she not communicate with this?

"Then I'm not going to return the clothes." An Qian sat on the sofa angrily, anyway, she won't come tomorrow.

"Are you playing tricks on me?" Leng Feiye looked at An Qian.

……

An Qian got up and walked towards the fitting room, what else could she say now, This man just has no face and no skin.

After changing her clothes, Leng Feiye took her to see the venue again.

"How's it going, are you still satisfied?" Leng Fei asked at night.

An Qian nodded, she didn't have too high requirements for the venue or anything, as long as it was simple and warm, looking at the green meadow, the European-style castle was the style she liked.

"Well, that's good."

"What color roses do you like?" Leng Feiye asked again.

"Hmm...... Red roses, bewitching. ”

Leng Feiye nodded, and then ordered to go down and use red roses in the field.

Looking at Leng Feiye's serious appearance, An Qian had a hint of delusion, as if this was not a transactional wedding, but a wedding for the two of them.

"Tired, let's go, go eat." Leng Feiye instinctively took An Qian's hand, looking like a couple in love.

The temperature from the palm of her hand made An Qian awake, and she wanted to break free, but she was held tighter by Leng Feiye.

"Do you want people to see that our wedding is nothing more than a deal?" Leng Feiye whispered in An Qian's ear.

"It was meant to be a deal." An Qian replied angrily.

"Even if it's a deal, you can't be so obvious, if so, do you think we can still achieve our goal?" Leng Feiye kindly reminded.

Forehead......

An Qian didn't say anything more, anyway, no matter what she said, it just said that it wasn't cold and night.

After a tiring day, she can finally sit down for a meal, and An Qian now feels that she can eat a cow.

"Leng Feiye, can we discuss it, can I not participate in this wedding?" An Qian said weakly, she was really tired enough today.

Seeing An Qian so tired, a trace of distress flashed in Leng Feiye's eyes, but isn't this how marriage is?

Leng Yichen's words sounded in his ears: "Brother, you have to let your sister-in-law have a sense of participation, so that she won't feel that this wedding is just a transaction, but a wedding for the two of you." ”

Leng Feiye covered up the distress in his eyes, and asked unhurriedly: "Don't you want the wedding to be what you fantasize about?" ”

Such a simple sentence, but it hit An Qian's heart deeply, fantasy? Every girl has her own fantasy wedding, but how many people can do it?

An Qian tried hard to remember what the wedding she fantasized about was like.

Such as the meadow of the oasis, the flower gate built by flowers, the rain of petals in the sky, with the blessing of relatives, holding the hands of the most beloved, step by step towards the palace of happiness, red roses, witnessing their happiness.

"Two, your meal is ready."

The waiter's voice interrupted An Qian's thoughts, she came back to her senses and looked at Leng Feiye, and Leng Feiye also looked at her.

At this moment, her heart was pounding with a deer, and her face turned red.

"Is there anything else to eat?" Cold non-night breaks the silence.

"Enough!" An Qian lowered her head and ate, not daring to look at Leng Feiye again.

What's going on? Why does my heart beat so fast? Why are you so nervous?

"Did your daddy contact you?" Leng Feiye asked casually, making the atmosphere less silent.

"Not yet, and I don't know if he's heard from it." An Qian chewed something in her mouth and said vaguely.

Leng Feiye nodded, he had deliberately put the news very big, according to the power of the mafia, this news should have reached the ears of Blood Eagle a long time ago, this did not contact An Qian, it was really calm enough.

An Qian looked much more relaxed: "I guess, if my father sees the news, I'm afraid he will think about how to break the father-daughter relationship with me." ”

Leng Feiye frowned slightly.

An Qian smiled lightly: "However, don't worry, I think he should appear at the wedding, besides, when I heard the news of our marriage, didn't your father's illness also improve, maybe, without my father's appearance, he will be fine, eh, in this way, do you owe me a favor?" ”

Chatting and chatting, An Qian's whole person relaxed, and she didn't have the embarrassment just now.

"Favors?" Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his mouth: "Then how do you want me to return your favor?" ”

"Huh?" An Qian was stunned, she was just talking.

Leng Feiye looked at An Qian affectionately, and An Qian was very uncomfortable.

"You ......"

Leng Feiye stretched out his hand and slowly approached An Qian.

At this moment, An Qian could only hear her heart pounding.

What is this for, what is this to do? Now all she felt was a blank in her mind.

Slender fingers crossed the corners of his lips, Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a doting smile: "Eat slowly, you can see it's all on your face." ”

What is this situation? An Qian is a little unable to keep up with the rhythm, what is this man crazy about?