If you really marry a woman who has no feelings, more feelings should be torture.

But who will understand this torture?

Thinking of this, Yang Like tugged at a bitter smile.

Ji Ruochu was in a good mood and didn't care about Yang Like's indifference, she forcibly took his hand and lowered her eyes slightly, and said shyly: "Honey, how do you see me wearing this wedding dress?" Is it good-looking? After saying that, she lifted her skirt and turned around a few times shyly in front of the man.

People who don't know think they love each other.

Yang Like nodded perfunctorily with some absent-mindedness: "Well, it's beautiful." But at this moment, the wedding photos of Xu Moran and Huo Yuhan appeared in his mind.

At this time, thinking of his ex is really not a good thing, and even he himself is becoming more and more unable to understand his own heart.

"Rico, let's take two selfies." Ji Ruochu couldn't help but pick up her mobile phone and forcibly take a selfie with Yang Like, for her, there are too few things that can be grasped, and Yang Like she will definitely hold on tightly.

must not let Xiao Jingru smash and rob that little

Yang Like looked at Ji Ruochu speechlessly and excitedly put the photo he had just taken on his neck and circle of friends, he wanted to stop it but couldn't find a reason.

A sense of helplessness suddenly slipped through my heart, and it was quite uncomfortable for a while.

Ji Ruochu relied on the fact that he wanted to marry Yang Like as Mrs. Yang, and he was also arrogant to the staff of the bridal shop, and even Yang Like didn't want to deal with it.

For a man, he doesn't want to take care of this woman who has taken out his heart and lungs anymore, just because he doesn't love it.

"What kind of headdress are these? So old? Someone else brought it, you asked me to bring it? I don't care, just give me the newest, most expensive and best tiara from your store right now. Ji Ruochu kicked his nose and stood next to him, making a little temperament.

The waiter said cautiously: "That Mrs. Ji Yang, this is already the most expensive and newest decoration in our store, you see" The clerk did not dare to offend Ji Ruochu easily, after all, the service industry really depends on the customer's face.

If you don't serve well, you will be deducted from your salary, and if you are complained by a customer, even the commission will be useless, so she endures

Seeing that Ji Ruochu started to do it again, Yang Like picked up his mobile phone and pretended to call beside him. Because he really didn't see such a Ji Ruochu, he would be a little more disgusted if he looked at it more, and he didn't want to lose his face because of her.

And at this time.

Outside the wedding dress shop, Xiao Jingru sneered with wide sunglasses and left.

The voice in her heart was extremely indifferent: Ji Ruochu, you also want to fight with me, wait for me to give you a big surprise!

If it weren't for Ji Ruochu's own work, Yang Like wouldn't be disgusted with her, and she, Xiao Jingru, wouldn't be much sure about breaking them up

In the store, Ji Ruochu stepped forward to hold Yang Like's hand, and she whispered: "Like, none of these ornaments I like"

Before I finished speaking, I continued to say in my heart: I want to order it.

She heard that when Xu Moran got married, there were many wedding dresses for her to choose from, and they were all specially ordered by famous masters, and the decorations were designed by Huo Yuhan himself, and the most important thing was that they were all real diamonds, and she also wanted to have something exclusive to her.

Yang Like glanced at Ji Ruochu with low eyes, and after hanging up the phone, he was a little embarrassed: "Ruochu, you also know that our wedding date is too close, and we can't catch up with the order time now."

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