Chen Yinyin originally thought that the "wedding incident" would be the last quarrel between herself and Feng Zhuo. However, you never know what will happen next second if you don't reach the last moment of your life.
Seeing the layout of the wedding room, the straight male style, and the cold tones, she couldn't help crying.
"Feng Zhuo, are you cold?"
Chen Yinyin couldn't help but complain, and looked disgustingly at the ugly ornaments, curtains, and accessories in the bedroom...
Simply, she swears that she has never seen such an ugly aesthetic.
"What do you know? High-level colors, there is no common language with a gaudy designer like you."
Feng Zhuo looked like "You don't understand", and squinted at her without concealing the disgust in her eyes.
"Am I gaudy?"
Chen Yinyin was so angry that almost her lungs burst. Who wants her wedding room to be so lifeless
Even if it's not a red and festive color, at least it should be a little girly pink or something, right? Romantic dream purple is fine too!
What the hell is the black, white and ash in a room!
"Feng Zhuo, if you don't listen to me, I'll live in another room. I don't care, but you have to think about how to explain to Grandpa!"
A hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, threatening him with Father Feng, not believing that he would not compromise!
however…
"Okay, you are free. It's just that the matter of using your design draft, your job, and even your future work, I'm afraid I have to reconsider."
Feng Zhuo spread his hands, saying that he didn't care at all.
Chen Yinyin was defeated.
it is good! Don't talk about lengths with fools, rely on him, rely on him for everything!
There must be two if there is one, and there must be three if there is two.
Chen Yinyin, who had repeatedly compromised and had to compromise, finally understood the meaning of this sentence deeply.
The butler brought a collection of invitation design drafts and said that the old man sent it to him. After they selected it, they immediately sent it to be customized.
Feng Zhuo nodded slightly, took the booklet, and the butler went out.
He flipped through it alone, regardless of whether Chen Yinyin saw it or not. In short, as long as he didn't look up to it, he skipped it.
Chen Yinyin craned her neck to move forward, and she could barely see some. She was probably the bride with the least decision-making power and least sense of participation in her wedding in the world.
Life... It's really too hard!
"Feng Zhuo, let me see..."
"Nothing to see, it's all the same."
"Of course it's different!"
Chen Yinyin retorted excitedly.
Her eyes focused on a specially designed pink invitation card. On weekdays, she doesn't like this color, but the design is very piercing in her heart, with pink, inexplicably aroused the heart of a girl she has never had in many years.
"Or just this..."
Her fingers hadn't landed yet, and the man's slender fingers dropped first and pointed to another invitation letter with a rather business style.
"This one."
There is unquestionable courage in the simple two words.
When Chen Yinyin saw it, her mouth was immediately shrunk.
"Feng Zhuo, it's not that I said you, you are also a big boss, can you have a little aesthetic? This is a wedding, not an invitation letter for your business reception, what the hell!"
Feng Zhuo just glanced at her indifferently, completely ignoring her complaints and complaints.
"It's not really married, what do you pick?"
"That's also my first time! Can't you let me participate?"
"This is not in my plan."
After speaking, the man called the housekeeper to tell him that it had been set.
"Sir, I have sent a return map of the setting from the wedding venue. Do you see any changes that need to be made?"
Feng Zhuo took the phone and swiped a few casually, his face became more and more ugly.
"I said I didn't like these gaudy colors, what happened to them?"
The housekeeper began to sweat on his forehead, and immediately said, "I'll let them change it."
"No, I will go personally."
"Hey! I want to go too!"
Chen Yinyin followed the man closely.
"You must take me today, you can't get rid of it!"
Chen Yinyin got into the car, buckled her seat belt like a rogue, and looked up at Feng Zhuo with provocative eyes.
The man pursed his lips unhappy, was silent for a moment, started the car, and drove her to the scene.
…
This was the first time Chen Yinyin saw her wedding venue, and she couldn't help but marvel: This layout really fits her fantasy. The venue is full of champagne roses, her favorite variety, decoration, lighting... like a dream fantasy.
She imagined herself and the groom standing in front of the priest, receiving blessings from the crowd, exchanging rings, hugging each other...
and many more!
The face in front of her is not her prince charming!
This beating face is her boss and "creditor", Feng Zhuo!
She must have owed him a lot of money in her last life, and she will be tortured like this in this life.
Big Devil, Vicious Tongue!
"Thanks, the layout here is good, I like it very much!"
Chen Yinyin smiled and patted the person in charge on the shoulder, took out a wad of banknotes from her wallet, and said, "For your hard work, these are just thanks to you. Let's get off work today and go back to rest early."
The person in charge looked embarrassed, neither was the money received, nor was it not.
Although Mrs. Feng can't afford to offend him, Mr. Feng is even more afraid to offend him!
"You think I don't say yes, they dare to leave?"
Feng Zhuo appeared behind her like a ghost in a cold voice.
Chen Yinyin turned her head and glared at him with resentment and anguish.
"What do you think is not good? It's perfect already, okay, you are just looking for fault on purpose!"
"What you call'perfect' refers to the ugly side in front of you?"
"What's ugly! It's so pretty, but you don't have an aesthetic." Chen Yinyin whispered and complained.
"Everywhere is ugly, you can't flatter your aesthetics."
Feng Zhuo still had a poisonous tongue, and beat her mercilessly.
At the end, he added: "I really regret choosing your design more and more. If the sales of new products this season are not good, the loss will be deducted from your salary."
Profiteer!
Chen Yinyin was so angry that she gritted her teeth and secretly slandered: This man is not only lackluster, but also lacks morality, quality, and humanity, proper "three no products"!
"All replaced with white roses."
"You are poisonous, whoever gets married and puts up white roses is not a mourning hall!"
"White represents holiness."
Holy you uncle! Go to your holiness!
Chen Yinyin really wants to choose her son and quit. Whoever loves this marriage will come.
But when I think of my own life gate being pinched by this big demon, and my parents have to deal with each other, and... this little guy in my stomach...
She endures!
When she gets married, she must choose a husband who treats her well!