Seeing Lei Shan looking at herself pitifully with a pair of big dark eyes, Wen Shiyu's heart softened, and she said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you girl, I'll give you the bride's arm!" As he spoke, he let go of Qiao Ran's hand.

Lei Shan happily hugged Qiao Ran's arm: "Master, let's go put on makeup and change clothes!" ”

Qiao Ran looked at Han Mo: "Then I'll go put on makeup!" ”

"Go, my queen, I'm looking forward to seeing you in your wedding dress." Han Mo said in a doting voice.

When several people walked off the stage, Lei Shan looked at her brother Lei Yan who was standing in the audience.

Although her brother had a blessed smile on his face all the time, Lei Shan knew that her brother's heart was so bitter that it was dripping blood.

So she wanted to put her arm around Qiao Ran and fight for some psychological comfort for her brother.

It's like he held Qiao Ran's arm and sent Qiao Ran to the most important turning point in his life and became the knight of the last train.

Even if he didn't send it personally, Lei Shan knew that he could also get some comfort in his heart if he did it.

On the way to the dressing room of the resort by car, Qiao Ran saw that the decorations on both sides of the road were very chic, reflecting Han Mo's strong love for her everywhere.

When I arrived at the resort, I was led to the dressing room, where there were two rows of makeup artists in purple uniforms.

"Welcome Mrs. Han!"

More than a dozen makeup artists greeted Qiao Ran respectfully.

Qiao Ran couldn't stand this kind of greeting that was too formal and too advanced.

But she knew that this was arranged for her by Han Mo, and he wanted her to be a female pipa on this day and become the most noble and happiest bride.

So she got it!

"Hello everyone, I'm sorry for you today!" Qiao Ran said generously to everyone.

"Mrs. Han is polite, this is what we should do, Mrs. Han, please come in!" The woman in the lead said as she pushed open the door.

The moment the door opened, Qiao Ran saw Jiang Zhilai, who was wearing a peach-pink light gauze hanfu and delicate makeup, standing in the center of the room, looking at Qiao Ran with a gentle smile in her eyes.

"Zhilai, I didn't see you at the wedding just now, I still feel very sorry, I am really happy to see you here." Qiao Ran hurriedly stepped forward, held Jiang Zhilai's hand, and said happily with a smile from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Qiao Ran welcoming herself so warmly, Jiang Zhilai's heart was moved beyond words.

Since the accident in the Jiang family, everyone has avoided her like a poisonous snake and blacked her one after another.

Some of the Jiang family's enemies found her and beat her up, and if the police hadn't arrived in time, she might have been beaten to death.

Wandering, she took Pingping Lele to move to an inconspicuous community, hiding in the room and not daring to come out.

Only at night do you dare to come out in full gear to buy something.

has such a family background, and there has just been an accident at home, Jiang Zhilai doesn't want to come to Han Mo's wedding.

But Han Mo said a lot, and in order not to leave regrets about Qiao Ran's wedding, she agreed to attend.

But he just did behind-the-scenes work and didn't accompany Qiao Ran to the wedding.

so as not to be seen by others and affect Qiao Ran and Han Mo's wedding.

"Mrs. Han, if you don't dislike it, I'll come to check and comb the bridal hairstyle for you today." Jiang Zhilai said respectfully in a voice.

Ten days have passed since the accident at the Jiang family.

In the past ten days, she has greeted Jiang Zhilai on her mobile phone, and Jiang Zhilai has always said that she is very good.

But looking at her obviously thin face, Qiao Ran knew that she was not doing well.

Also, even if that home is no longer what she wants, she can't get rid of the fact that she is a family with them.

Overnight, the entire family was left with only her, the eighth uncle with disabled legs, and two young children.

To say that she is not sad or sad, for her kind nature, how is it possible!

"It's too late for me to be happy, how can I mind, I said a long time ago, I hope you can design wedding clothes for me, now that the wedding is happening so quickly, I can't wear the wedding dress you made, and it's good for you to coil my hair."

"Han Mo loves you so much, how can you leave regrets at your wedding, as early as two months ago, Han Mo found me and hoped that I would tailor a wedding dress for you."

Qiao Ran's heart swelled up with a touch of deep emotion again, she also knew not long ago that Jiang Zhilai was Tang Ye, who provided ancient wedding dresses for three meals a day.

Han Mo found out two months ago that Jiang Zhilai was Tang Yi, who could make Hanfu.

And at that time, let Jiang Zhilai make them wedding dresses.

No wonder she saw that the wedding planning outside was so beautiful and romantic, it turned out that he had been planning for a few months.

He said he was going to give her a big wedding, and he didn't lie to her.

"Thank you, Zhilai!"

"It's my honor to be able to make a wedding dress for you, Han Mo has made several preparations for you to choose, we will pick out the dress first, and then comb your hair and makeup according to the dress you choose."

followed Jiang Zhilai to a house next to him, and when he pushed the door open, it was full of all kinds of beautiful and atmospheric clothes.

Various styles of Chinese wedding dresses and various styles of Western-style wedding dresses, each one is so exquisite that people can't take their eyes off it.

"These Chinese-style wedding dresses were designed by Mr. Han by inviting several ancient design masters, I don't know if you can guess which one was designed by me?" Jiang Zhilai asked with a smile.

It should be Han Mo who provided the designers with details about their relationship, and on the ten sets of wedding dresses in front of them, Qiao Ran could see the memories of her and Han Mo.

Every design makes people like it, and for a while, Qiao Ran really couldn't guess which set was designed by Jiang Zhilai.

If you can't see it, then touch it.

Qiao Ran closed his eyes and began to touch the wedding dress, and after a few minutes, he stopped in front of one of the wedding clothes and opened his eyes to look at Jiang Zhilai.

"That's it, isn't it?"

Jiang Zhilai's eyes widened: "You can guess with your eyes closed, you are too godly, right?" ”

"Your design is on par with these well-known masters, and it's hard to tell, but the material of this dress and the touch it gives people is the most comfortable and special, so I venture to guess that you designed it, and if I'm not mistaken, you weave this cloth yourself, right?"

Jiang Zhilai's expression was shocked again: "Qiao Ran, I'm afraid you are not a mortal immortal in the world, you can even tell whether it is a woven cloth or a handmade weaver." ”

No wonder her home was destroyed at Qiao Ran's hands.

Before meeting Qiao Ran, she never thought that the big plan that her grandfather and father had been running for so many years would be ruined in the hands of a little woman.

Although she was very sad about the collapse of her family, she didn't hate Qiao Ran.

Because she knew it was her family's deserving.

Each of them had the blood of innocent people on their hands.

"With or without care, as long as you experience it with your heart, you can feel it, and I can feel your intentions and seriousness in this dress."

"With so many wedding dresses, which one do you want to choose?"

"Of course, it's the wedding dress you made so carefully, I wanted to wear the clothes you designed from the first time I came into contact with the bridal dress you made, and this original intention can't be changed."

"Thank you, Qiao Ran, then you choose another Western-style wedding dress, and we'll go to set the makeup."

"Good!"

There are ten sets of ancient wedding dresses and ten sets of wedding dresses, which means perfection.

Every dress is beautiful, Qiao Ran likes old-fashioned weddings, and is not too interested in Western-style weddings, so she casually chose a toasting wedding dress after the salute, and then sat in front of the dresser, letting a bunch of stylists surround her.

"Zhilai, I heard Han Mo say that there is a very beautiful legend here, so there will be many newlyweds who will get married here, you are a native of the Imperial City, you should know this legend, right? Tell me about it! Qiao Ran looked at Jiang Zhilai in the mirror and asked with curiosity.