Sheng Jiaoyang received a picture of a dress from Lin Na, and Lin Na asked her to choose one.
Each set is very beautiful, and the white gauze skirt is also very suitable as a wedding dress.
"Jiaojiao, why don't you wear the same color as me? This white dress is amazing. It will be especially beautiful if you wear it." Lin Na said on the video call.
"Others avoid matching the bride's color so as not to steal the bride's limelight."
"But you are not someone else, you are my little sun!"
Sheng Jiaoyang smiled, "Okay, then I will choose this outfit. I believe you will definitely be the most beautiful bride that day, and no one can steal your limelight."
Across the screen, the two little sisters who had been inseparable before were suddenly speechless.
Lin Na turned away her face, as if her eyes were filled with sand, raised her hand to wipe it, then turned her head and smiled at the camera.
"Jiaojiao, I'm getting married."
Sheng Jiaoyang took a long breath and sighed: "My princess is going to be the queen of George's family. I don't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or sweat for George."
Lin Na was amused by her words and said, "Why should I be a queen instead of a princess?"
"If you want to be one generation behind George."
"… All right."
"Beautiful girl." Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly shouted.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Lin Na looked at her.
Sheng Jiaoyang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.
"What's wrong? You have nothing to say to me now? Then after I get married, you will have nothing to say to me." Lin Na could understand Sheng Jiaoyang's feeling of hesitation, but she didn't want the atmosphere to become more awkward, so Said this deliberately.
Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly felt hypocritical and said jokingly: "I'm just worried that after you get married and have a baby, I won't be your little sunshine."
"No matter what I say, you will always be my little sunshine, forever! And George and I don't plan to have children."
"Why?" Sheng Jiaoyang asked in surprise.
Lin Na smiled happily and said: "Because George thinks it's best for two people to grow old together, and everyone else is a third party."
Sheng Jiaoyang shuddered, this was so numb... tsk tsk!
"I almost forgot, your George is a jealous person. Oh my God, there are still people who are jealous of their own children. It's hopeless." Sheng Jiaoyang rolled his eyes.
Lin Na was laughing in the video.
"It seems that from now on, we should meet less often, lest some jealous king wants me to disappear from this world." Sheng Jiaoyang joked.
"He dares!" Lin Na said immediately, "I don't need the child, but I can't live without you."
Sheng Jiaoyang smiled with her eyes bent, water shimmering in her eyes, she blinked and spoke to cover up her emotions: "I really want to ask you at this moment, if George and I fell into the water, who would you save. But you better not answer, I know you love me, but I’m afraid that your answer will make a jealous person angry if he finds out about it."
"Haha, a little jealousy is good for your health." Lin Na also teased someone.
The two sisters chatted for a long time, until their mobile phones became hot, and they stopped talking when they knocked on the door and called for dinner.
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Jiaoyang suddenly felt a little lost.
Although Lin Na had known for a long time that she was going to get married, she still felt inexplicably disappointed, even though she should be happy.
While eating, Mr. Yang saw that she was not in a high mood and asked her what was wrong.
"Lin Na is getting married. The date is set on the 20th of next month." Sheng Jiaoyang smiled and said.
"May 20th? Well, it's a good day. Isn't this a good thing? You should be happy."
"I'm not unhappy, it's just... Phew, it's nothing, I'm quite happy."
Mr. Yang glanced at her and changed the subject: "Why hasn't Zhi Ning come back today?"
"He said he will have another remote meeting today and won't be back until later."
She will be back late today. Shen Zhining already mentioned this in advance yesterday. He said that he would arrange the subsequent work in advance.
After dinner, Sheng Jiaoyang went to the studio to put some finishing touches on the painting she was going to give to Shen Zhining.
As soon as she stepped in with her front foot, Mr. Yang came in with her back foot.
"Jiaojiao." Mr. Yang called.
Sheng Jiaoyang squatted in front of him, still lying on his knees like he did when he was a child.
She knew that her grandfather would follow her to comfort her because she was not in a high mood during the meal.
"Grandpa, what is the best gift for me to give a beautiful girl when she gets married?" Her voice came out in a muffled voice.
"I believe that for her, your attendance is the best gift for her. When you get married one day, you will definitely feel the same way." Mr. Yang raised his hand and gently stroked the top of her head.
"Yes, but besides that, I also want to give her a surprise."
"Since it's a surprise, you naturally have to think about it yourself. After all, you are the one who knows her best."
Sheng Jiaoyang was touched by his last words and fell silent.
Mr. Yang smiled and shook his head, sighing "silly boy".
"It's not a separation of life and death, and she's marrying the person she loves. You should be happy." Mr. Yang said.
"Grandpa, I have known Lin Na since I was ten years old. From the day I transferred to another school, I lived with her. She taught me how to speak Italian, and I taught her how to speak Mandarin. Together, we dealt with those who tried to destroy us. Bad guys who have fun, go shopping together, do each other's makeup, travel together, and get admitted to the same university... "
Her voice was choked up, "She and I can share any secret. Apart from you, she is my dearest person."
Mr. Yang didn't speak, he just stroked the top of her head and comforted her silently.
"I'm very happy to know that she's getting married, but I always feel like the paintings I've put so much effort into have been stolen by others." At this point, she suddenly burst into tears again and smiled, "George will definitely be very happy if he hears what I say. Speechless, he guarded me like a thief, afraid that I would kidnap the beautiful girl, but he didn’t want me to describe him as a thief.”
"Okay, okay, from now on you can buy a house near Lin Na, and you can live there when you have nothing to do. You can still be as close as before." Seeing her smile, Mr. Yang also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why bother buying a house? If I miss her, I will just live in her house. If George really dares to think that I am interfering with their world, I will kidnap the beautiful girl over!" Sheng Jiaoyang said angrily.
Mr. Yang smiled.
He turned to look at the studio and said, "I always see you staying in the studio. Do you want to paint a painting for Zhi Ning as a birthday present?"
"Well, after thinking about it, I think that only paintings are the most thoughtful and sincere gifts for me."
"Is the painting done? Let me take a look."
Sheng Jiaoyang stood up and pushed Mr. Yang's wheelchair forward to the easel standing by the window.
Mr. Yang put on his reading glasses, and when he saw clearly the paintings on the drawing board, he was immediately amazed.
"Is this painting Zhi Ning?"
"right."
The reason why the old man's tone is uncertain is because this portrait is a bit unusual. The appearance of the character is a bit blurry, and even the body shape is a bit blurry. The entire background seems to be at the junction of night and day, and the black is about to disappear. White is about to spread. The figure in the painting looks like a devil coming from the darkness, but also like an angel bringing light.
The whole picture is full of contradictory tension, which makes people want to explore further.
"How could you draw such a painting?" Mr. Yang couldn't help but ask.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked at the painting and smiled slightly: "This is him in my eyes."
"I don't understand what you artists think." Mr. Yang shook his head.
"Grandpa, do you think my painting has improved again? In this painting, I used the color level of Western painting schools, and also drew on the artistic conception of Chinese painting."
"I don't understand this. You can ask your teacher Lawrence to help you."
Sheng Jiaoyang shrugged and said helplessly: "Lawrence will be frightened. In his mind, I am already dead."
"Then you can be another of his students." Mr. Yang said casually.
Sheng Jiaoyang's eyes lit up, "This is a good idea."
"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. Go to bed early tonight." Mr. Yang controlled the wheelchair by himself and left the studio.
Sheng Jiaoyang looked at the oil painting and thought of something, with a fox-like smile on his face.
The next day, while having breakfast, I discovered that one person was missing.
Sheng Jiaoyang picked up her phone and sent an inquiring message. She received a reply soon. She was surprised when he said he was at the company.
After a hasty breakfast, she went back to her room and called him.
"Did you not come back at night, or did you go early in the morning?"
"Well, I stayed at the company tonight." His voice had a slightly hoarse texture, and even though it was distorted by the phone, it still looked very sexy.
"Why are you working so hard? We have so many Shen Da Fuhao properties, are we still short of money?" Sheng Jiaoyang said jokingly.
"I hope our future little princess can become the richest person in the world so that she has enough confidence to do anything."
"That's not a small talk, but what if she wants to be a real princess?" Sheng Jiaoyang asked.
"Then build her a kingdom." He said lightly.
Sheng Jiaoyang couldn't help laughing, but then she realized something was wrong, "There's no future little princess, and even if we get together and have a child, it's probably a son. You like the little princess so much , does the little prince like it?"
"There is no little prince."
"What?" Sheng Jiaoyang didn't understand for a moment.
"If it were a kid, I would lend him a sum of money to start his own business."
Such differential treatment! Even the word "borrow" is used when giving money. Sheng Jiaoyang was inexplicably sweating for his future son.
Hey, wait, did she think too far? Now she is not even old enough to get married, let alone have children.
"Actually, it's not bad." A slightly smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Ah?" This was so confusing that she was confused.
"Whether it's a princess or a boy, I will love it, as long as-" he slowly said the following, "it's yours and mine." (To be continued)