Rubbing her dry lips, Han Zhan told her: "Go home and drink more water, and get a good night's sleep. I have to go to the company, and I will come back early to accompany you at night."
Song Ci nodded obediently, watched Han Zhan get into his Volvo and left, and then asked Ah Song to drive her home.
As soon as they left, Steward Liang walked up to Shen Yubei, bent down and said to him, "Madam Song is gone, Han Zhan came to pick her up in person."
Shen Yubei has been secretly observing Song Ci's life, and knows that the man she married is called Han Zhan. Han Zhan's appearance flashed in Shen Yubei's mind, and he felt a little familiar.
He suddenly said, "Give me my mobile phone."
Butler Liang found Shen Yubei's cell phone and handed it to him. Shen Yubei found the phone number of singer Di Rongrong in the contact list and dialed it.
Di Rongrong answered the phone, and said strangely: "Why is Mr. Shen willing to contact me today?" Shen Yubei is a person who doesn't like to make calls.
"Ms. Di." Shen Yubei asked bluntly, "You have a godson named Han Zhan, right?"
The other end was silent for a while, before saying: "Why are you asking this?"
"It seems right." Three years ago, at Di Rongrong's concert, Shen Yubei was invited to perform and met Han Zhan once. That's why when Butler Liang mentioned Han Zhan just now, Shen Yubei felt that he was somewhat familiar with him.
Shen Yubei said: "My only disciple is getting married, and the groom's name is Han Zhan. I remember that Ms. Di's godson seems to be called this, so I asked."
Upon hearing this, Di Rongrong asked, "Song Ci is your disciple?"
Shen Yubei: "Well, she is my only disciple who has been called my teacher for 18 years." Song Ci worshiped Shen Yubei when she was four years old, and Shen Yubei regarded Song Ci as half of her daughter up.
"Hey, so my god-daughter-in-law is still a talented woman!" Knowing the relationship between Song Ci and Shen Yubei, Di Rongrong fell in love with Song Ci even more.
Shen Yubei's disciple, isn't that a genius
Shen Yubei could naturally hear Di Rongrong's happiness and satisfaction. He was proud in his heart, and couldn't help showing off: "My disciple is a musical genius, beautiful, and sensible. It's a good fortune for your godson to marry her." .”
Di Rongrong didn't like to hear these words. In her eyes, her son Han Zhan was not bad at all. Being able to marry someone you love is something to be happy about, but if it is Han Zhan's fate to be able to marry Song Ci, Di Rongrong will not be happy.
Song Ci is excellent, but what's wrong with her godson
Not to be outdone, Di Rongrong decided to find a place for Han Zhan, so she said, "My godson used to be an ace soldier!" Her tone was full of pride.
Shen Yubei: "You also said, that was once"
Di Rongrong is like a puffer fish whose belly has been punctured, so angry. She soon cheered up again, and said: "My godson is 1.89 meters tall, handsome, and also a good-looking talent."
Shen Yubei said softly, "It's a pity that I'm disabled."
Di Rongrong was even angrier! Her complexion completely sank, and she cursed angrily, "My surname is Shen, you can't hold a grudge just because I rejected your confession and chose Huo Jing'an back then."
"Back then, I couldn't see well, and I mistook fish eyes for bright pearls. Hang up!" Shen Yubei hung up the phone directly, as if he was tired of talking to her even one more word.
Di Rongrong stomped her feet angrily on the other end of the phone, "This Shen Yubei has a small belly!" She took the wedding invitation on the table, tapped it with her fingers, and said, "See if I didn't dress up that day, Seduce you to death!"
Putting the invitation on the table vigorously, Di Rongrong looked arrogant, and had a ghost in his heart. -
This afternoon, the bridal shop sent someone to deliver the bridesmaid's dress to Mu Qiu's home. When Mu Qiu arrived, Mu Qiu was taking a lunch break, and Du Tingting helped sign for the dress.
When Mu Qiu woke up, Du Tingting took the clothes to Mu Qiu's room, and said to her: "Your sister asked someone to bring the bridesmaid dress, you can try it on."
Mu Qiu said listlessly: "I tried it before, and it's suitable."
"I want to see it."
Mu Qiu had no choice but to take off his pajamas and put on a bridesmaid dress.
It was an ice-blue tube top and off-the-shoulder dress. For the convenience of movement, the length of the dress just reached the calf. Song Ci also sent over a pair of pure white high heels with a circle of pure white pearls around the ankles. These shoes are branded shoes with an official price of more than 7,000.
After Mu Qiu changed her shoes and skirt, she stood in front of Du Tingting with her long hair draped over her body. The girl was tall and tall, with a graceful posture. Her palm-sized delicate face was even more delicate and elegant due to the Chinese dress.
Du Tingting stared blankly at Mu Qiu, and suddenly said: "You must be more beautiful in a wedding dress." After speaking, Du Tingting saw Mu Qiu's smile faded, and then realized how cruel she had just said.
Du Tingting bit her lower lip, a little annoyed.
Mu Qiu looked at the full-length mirror, she stared at the slender and elegant woman in the mirror, her expression could not hide her loneliness. Mu Qiu suddenly smiled and said to Du Tingting: "Mom, you can accompany me to take wedding photos, okay?"
Du Tingting was taken aback. "Wedding photos?"
"Yeah." Mu Qiu turned around, a look of longing appeared on her cheeks, she said: "I want to take a picture of my appearance in a wedding dress, and my mother can see it if she wants to see it later."
Du Tingting nodded with red eyes.
That night, Du Tingting asked the sisters in the WeChat group, which bridal shop had the best wedding dresses. Everyone thought she was looking for a wedding photography studio for her adopted daughter Song Ci, so they recommended a few of them one by one.
In the morning of the next day, Du Tingting chose several bridal dress shops with good reputations to visit in person, and finally settled on a wedding photography studio named 'one-life, one-ove'.
Du Tingting explained the reason to the boss, and the boss expressed his willingness to make it easier for Mu Qiuxing to let her jump in line to shoot first.
Mu Qiu doesn't have a good figure like Song Ci's proud chest, buttocks, round buttocks, and the two wedding dresses she chose are both shoulder-length and floor-length wedding dresses with a princess style.
Putting on the wedding dress, Mu Qiu asked Du Tingting to help take two photos. She edited the photo casually and sent it to Moments.
Song Ci was picking roses at the flower market that day. After choosing the rose varieties, she communicated with the designer of the wedding venue and went home by car.
In the car, she opened Moments, and saw a post by Mu Qiu an hour ago.
Mu Qiu wrote: [I put on a wedding dress for myself. Mu Qiu, you are really beautiful. ] Under the copy, there are three wedding photos taken on the spot.
Mu Qiu's long hair was made into curls, and it was draped lazily behind her shoulders. She was wearing a heavy lace veil and a shoulder-length wedding dress. Behind her is a long row of wooden fences covered with roses and flowers.
Standing among the flowers, Mu Qiu is more beautiful than flowers.
Song Ci liked it and left a comment.
At the same time, Cheng Yanmo suspended all work in the general manager's office of the Chuandong Group headquarters building. He stood by the window, looking down at the girl in the phone wearing a white gauze, his eyes dark.
(end of this chapter)