readytorunbook Chapter 220: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 28
Chapter 220: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 28
"Get them some of the latest styles."
The little girls who came with her immediately surrounded her happily.
"Wow, Yingying, you are so nice, that country girl can never compare to you!"
"That's right! When Song Yuanzhou sees your stunning appearance tomorrow, he will definitely be fascinated by you. By then, even if that village girl still wants to pester him, it will be useless!"
The compliments from all around made her more confident, so when her eyes fell on the figure outside that was getting farther and farther away, she no longer felt jealous or angry.
Song Yuanzhou still looked unhappy. Meng Jiaojiao gently hooked his little finger and coaxed him like a spoiled child: "I'm not angry. Why are you angry? She's just a spoiled little girl. I don't take her seriously."
Song Yuanzhou pursed his lips silently, held her hand tightly, his eyes firm and decisive.
"Wait a little longer, it will be soon, really."
Meng Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then she thought of something and suddenly laughed: "Do you also think I'm after your money?"
Song Yuanzhou stared into her clear eyes, raised his hand naturally and touched her face, his expression was listless and his tone was a little uncertain.
"Only when you can see and touch something can you feel safe, right?"
Meng Jiaojiao held his hand and looked at him in confusion: "Do I really look like a bad woman? Or is my love not obvious enough?"
Song Yuanzhou lowered his eyes and chuckled, then took her hand and walked towards the largest wedding dress shop nearby, muttering to himself:
"I can feel it a little bit sometimes, but I always feel that your heart is erratic, and it feels like it will disappear at any time if I don't hold on tight..."
The smile on Meng Jiaojiao's lips suddenly froze.
When I raised my eyes, I saw his broad shoulders and handsome profile.
Could a man who looks so straight be so sensitive, or is her acting so bad that even straight men can see through her heart?
But she had clearly tried her best to give her heart and soul to this purposeful relationship.
If she gave her all, she was afraid that she would be the only one unable to get out of it in the end. After all, she did not belong to this world.
“Does taking wedding photos make you feel safe?”
Meng Jiaojiao asked as she looked at the various wedding dresses in the store.
Song Yuanzhou picked out a red cheongsam with lilac flowers embroidered on the sleeves and neckline and handed it to her.
"The more things I can see, the more real it is. At least it proves that I am not dreaming."
Meng Jiaojiao took the cheongsam and walked towards the changing room with a smile.
"As if I were some mysterious person."
When she opened the curtain and came out, the clerk next to her was so surprised that she covered her lips and exclaimed.
"Miss, you are so beautiful!"
Song Yuanzhou was picking out other styles for her. Hearing this, he raised his eyes slightly. His dark eyes were instantly lit up by starlight. For a moment, he couldn't even utter a nice word.
Red suits her.
He had always known that she was beautiful, but seeing her beauty as stunning as today was like something he had seen in his previous life, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity to him.
It was like the source of life that suddenly came to him, injecting it into his empty soul and suddenly turning the empty world into a vast ocean.
At this moment he was absolutely certain that his love was the soul in this body that could escape at any time.
"Who are you?" His eyes began to lose focus, as if he was asking a question to someone from another world.
Meng Jiaojiao blinked her eyelashes, stepped forward and gently held his face, her mouth curved into the same arc as her eyes, and replied softly: "I am, your wife~"
He paused, finally came back to his senses, lowered his eyes to look at the real face in front of him, leaned over and hugged tightly: "I love you."
Meng Jiaojiao curled her lips and hugged his waist tightly.
"I know. I love you, too."
System: Favorability +10~
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When they were leaving for Fang's house, Song Yuanzhou said that Fang Yingying had also sent her an invitation letter, but he didn't say anything else.
Meng Jiaojiao took the invitation and looked at it, then said jokingly, "You didn't give it to me just for your sake, did you?"
Song Yuanzhou snatched the invitation letter and threw it aside, then started the car and replied, "I've already told the commander that I'll take you there. It doesn't matter whether you have this piece of paper or not."
Hearing this, Meng Jiaojiao turned around and looked at him. Today, Song Yuanzhou specially changed into a more luxurious black suit and tie, but his unchanging shaved head and the obvious protruding muscles on his arms made him look like an emotionless bodyguard.
She couldn't help laughing at the thought.
"What are you laughing at?" He frowned.
Meng Jiaojiao smiled and shook her head, trying to change the subject: "Nothing, have you prepared a gift for her? If she doesn't get your gift, she'll be angry again."
Song Yuanzhou motioned for her to look back.
On the back seat were dolls that little girls would love and a crystal ball that looked more precious.
Meng Jiaojiao glanced at it and thought that the little girl Fang Yingying might not like such a childish gift, but if it was given by Song Yuanzhou, she might like it.
Peace Hotel is the largest hotel in the city, and only powerful people can book a table here.
Even in this era when the economy has not yet fully developed, it is already possible to clearly distinguish between the rich and the poor.
For example, the red wine she and Song Yuanzhou are holding now is said to be imported from France, and one sip of the wine is worth one gram of gold.
She has never been good at tasting wine and felt that it was not as delicious as Wahaha's milk, so she just took a sip and put it down.
Fang Yingying, who had sent people to keep an eye on her since she entered the hotel, glanced at her with contempt and winked at the little sisters beside her. Several of them started to laugh and went downstairs one after another.
At that time, Song Yuanzhou was called by Chief Fang to help, so Meng Jiaojiao found a seat and sat down comfortably.
After a while, someone patted his shoulder. When he looked up, it turned out to be Boss Ma's wife. He hadn't had the chance to meet her since she saved his son last time. He didn't expect that she was also a guest at Chief Fang's house.
"Jiaojiao, is it? I just said you looked familiar. I didn't expect it was really you. You are getting more and more beautiful. Was it the chief who invited you?"
Boss Ma’s wife seems to be a very gentle person, and her voice is so soft that it makes people feel very comfortable.
Meng Jiaojiao rarely has a crush on a strange woman, and she is the first one.
So when he answered, his voice unconsciously softened.
"No, Fang Yingying handed me the invitation."
She was surprised: "So you are Yingying's friend, then you are too low-key, I have never heard you mention it."
Meng Jiaojiao smiled and said, "I'm not very familiar with her. Song Yuanzhou happened to be coming too, so we came together."
When she mentioned Song Yuanzhou, she suddenly realized, and then he pulled her and whispered:
"By the way, I heard that you two are neighbors. I heard from Yan Qing that you two have a very good relationship. Do you know if he has a girl he likes?"
This question is really asked to the right person.
Meng Jiaojiao was just about to tell her that they were married when Fang Yingying came over and covered her lips with her hands, looking surprised.
"You're not going to say that the girl he likes is you?"