In the end, Rong Xiaonuo's trip to Rome was boiled.
She had to ask someone to send a large bouquet of flowers to the orchestra, wishing them success in their performance.
Fu Shenxing, since he learned that she was pregnant, has taken care of her in every possible way.
Rong Xiaonuo didn't know why he made such a fuss. He often complained about him. He didn't get annoyed, so he listened with a smile, and then continued to take care of her.
She would not know, it was because of fear and guilt.
He won't let things like that happen again.
One week after Rong Xiaonuo discovered that she was pregnant, Fu Shenxing proposed to her under the witness of relatives and friends.
Seeing the happy smile on her friend's face, Qiao Anan was finally relieved of her.
It can be seen that Fu Shenxing really loves her and treats her well.
It is also a good thing that they can let go of their previous suspicions, and now she finally no longer needs to see a Xiao Nuo with a sad face every day.
"Congratulations, Xiao Nuo."
Qiao An'an congratulated her from the heart and envied her. Although the process was tortuous and injured, it was still him, which was also a kind of happiness.
"An An, you have to hurry up too."
"Well, I will. Try to bring a boyfriend when you get married."
…
Three months later.
The wedding of Fu Shenxing and Rong Xiaonuo was held in Saint Catherine Cathedral.
Before the ceremony began, Rong Xiaonuo was sitting in the bride's dressing room, feeling a little nervous and couldn't help picking up his fingers.
In addition to her, there are two bridesmaids accompanying her in the dressing room, one is her best friend Qiao An'an, the other is her mother's best friend's daughter, Feng Muyan, and of course, there is another identity.
"Xiao Nuo, are you nervous? Seeing that you sweat a lot on your forehead."
Qiao Anan took out the powder puff to help her touch up her makeup, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's just a ceremony, it's not a punishment."
Her analogy made Rong Xiaonuo amused, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.
"Yeah, yeah, sister Xiaonuo, you are so beautiful, there is nothing to worry about, wait for a while to surprise the audience. I am not a rainbow fart, you are the most beautiful of the brides I have ever seen, those women The stars are not as good-looking as you."
Today's Rong Xiaonuo, dressed in a white wedding dress, has a design on her chest like angel wings, which looks elegant with a little playfulness, which suits her temperament very well.
Feng Muyan went on to say: "If you are really nervous, I will find Rong Jingcheng, and you can pinch him a few times."
Hearing this, Rong Xiaonuo couldn't help but ridicule: "Mu Yan, it's actually your loneliness that you can't bear to stay here with me, want to go to Jingcheng to play?"
"Sister Xiaonuo! I don't have any..."
Feng Muyan blushed slightly, but she really wanted to know what Rong Jingcheng was doing now.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the dressing room.
"It's not about Jingcheng, Jingcheng will be there, right?"
"I went to see!"
Feng Muyan ran faster than anyone else, opened the door and saw that it was not Rong Jingcheng, but a man she didn't know.
Seeing the person, Qiao Anan was stunned for two seconds and smiled slightly.
"Senior Wang, long time no see."
Wang Bailin was also a little surprised, and nodded to her: "Long time no see."
Also, at Xiao Nuo's wedding, it was normal to meet him.
"Xiao Nuo, congratulations."
"Thank you senior."
Wang Bolin took out a beautiful box from his pocket and handed it to her.
"Don't reject the wedding gift for you, okay?"
Rong Xiaonuo finally accepted it and thanked him.
"I'll leave first, I wish you a happy and happy newlywed."
After speaking, Wang Bolin left
"An An, you still can't let it go, right?"
Qiao Anan pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Go chasing him, tell him what you want to say, don't regret it."
She pondered for a moment, and finally chased it out.
If you can't let go, just fight again, maybe the result will be different this time.
…
At twelve o'clock noon, the ceremony officially began.
The church is solemn, and a couple of newlyweds stand under the statue of God, facing each other in front of God's witness and priest.
The decoration in the church is dominated by holy white, which seems to be in a dreamy fairy tale world.
"what… "
Feng Muyan folded her hands together, the girl's heart overflowed, she couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful, I really want such a wedding, just like dreaming!"
Rong Jingcheng on the side gave her a faint glance, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Well, indeed."
"Yeah, don't you think so too?"
Feng Muyan poked Rong Jingcheng in the arm.
"Yes, you are indeed dreaming."
Upon hearing this, Feng Muyan gave him an angry look.
"What do you know? Every girl wants to have a romantic and dreamy wedding. When I get married, she will wear a beautiful wedding dress like Xiao Nuo!"
Rong Jingcheng looked at her from head to toe, and finally his eyes fell on her waist.
"You little round face, thick arms and chubby legs, are you sure?"
what the hell!
Feng Muyan curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Isn't it as bad as you said! Isn't this called micro fat? Besides, I can lose weight in order to be beautiful when I get married."
Rong Jingcheng stretched out his hand and squeezed her small round face like a bun, sneered, "Well, you have been talking about this for ten years."
Feng Muyan:...
Damn Rong Jingcheng, childhood sweetheart for so many years, can't she let her fail once
…
With the wedding march, the priest solemnly started the whole ceremony.
The statements asking the new couple whether they would marry each other are exactly the same as Rong Xiaonuo's view on TV.
But even so, when the priest finished asking her, the three words that were ready to come out came to her lips, and she actually became nervous.
"me… "
This small episode made all the relatives and friends watching the ceremony nervous.
Fu Shenxing thought that something was wrong, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, Xiao Nuo, is it uncomfortable?"
She shook her head.
"I... I do!"
After finally clarifying these three words, tears also flowed down.
It seems that the emotions that have been suppressed for a long time are finally released.
Yes, she is willing, a long time ago, she was willing.
Fu Shenxing held her to comfort him for a long time before the priest was able to continue.
"Mr. Fu Shenxing, are you willing to..."
"I do."
Can't wait for the priest to finish the long paragraph, he can't wait to answer.
Then, he gently held Xiao Nuo's face, solemnly, and said clearly: "Now, the groom can kiss his bride."
As soon as the voice fell, he leaned over and kissed her lips.
Eyes intertwined, heartbeat overlapped, and for a while, I couldn't tell who it was.
She saw her reflected in his eyes, dressed in white gauze, and her ears seemed to echo the wish of Tongyan Wushu—
"When Xiao Nuo grows up, she will be the bride of her uncle."
"it is good."