Transmigrating into the Male Supporting Character’s Ex-wife

Chapter 93

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Ruan Jiujiu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was taken aback.

"Wait... get married?!"

She never expected Cheng Juan to give such an answer.

Ruan Jiujiu's head was a mess. She looked at Cheng Juan in a daze, but the latter was very calm, and did not forget to remind Ruan Jiujiu: "Take a break."

Rest, rest

They were all adults, and Ruan Jiujiu obviously thought too much, and not just a little bit. She was so nervous that her whole body became stiff, trying to calm herself down, she asked Cheng Juan, "Where are we going now?"

"I'll find out later."

Ruan Jiujiu had question marks all over his head.

She was going to get married, but she was kept in the dark. Which bride would have such an honor

Could Cheng Juan be joking

Her doubts were not explained. The car drove for about tens of minutes, Cheng Juan was not driving slowly, and Ruan Jiujiu was terrified the whole time, as if Cheng Juan was going to kidnap her. Finally, the car stopped on the side of the road. Ruan Jiujiu looked around, looking like he was in danger, Cheng Juan got out of the car first, walked to the passenger seat and helped her open the car door.

"here is?"

They came to a bustling commercial street, and in front of them was a custom-made high-end wedding dress shop. Ruan Jiujiu subconsciously looked at Cheng Juan, but saw Cheng Juan nodding behind her.

Ruan Jiujiu followed his gaze and turned his face away. He was surprised to find that Tu Nan's little secretary was waiting at the door at some time. When she got out of the car, the secretary stepped forward to hold her arm, and led her towards the store with a smile. go.

"Hey, what are we going to do..."

"You'll know when you go in."

Cheng Juan didn't follow Ruan Jiujiu into the store, which made Ruan Jiujiu a little flustered. The secretary was very calm throughout the whole process. As soon as they entered the door, the store manager came forward with a few shop assistants, and stretched out his hand with a smile, signaling Ruan Jiujiu to go to the fitting room.

Ruan Jiujiu asked the secretary in a low voice: "Do you know what's going on? Can you tell me the truth?"

The secretary smiled very kindly: "No."

"..."

Isn't she getting married today? Why do you have to hide it from her? Ruan Jiujiu's mood was extremely complicated.

She was led towards the fitting room, and when she opened the door, she saw a pure white wedding dress on a mannequin, perfectly cut, exquisitely crafted, and expensive. Ruan Jiujiu stared blankly at the wedding dress in front of her, not because she knew how expensive the wedding dress was, let alone because the wedding dress in front of her was not beautiful enough.

She had seen this wedding dress several times on the web.

Every time, Ruan Jiujiu couldn't help opening it, browsing every detail of this wedding dress over and over again. This one is a limited edition, and it is out of print. She doesn't know how Cheng Juan got this wedding dress. The most important thing is that Cheng Juan actually put so much thought into a wedding dress.

Ruan Jiujiu has imagined countless times over the years, what kind of scene it would be if he wore a wedding dress. She also expected that when she became a bride, she would accept the blessings of her relatives and friends and complete her wedding under the witness of everyone.

Since being with Cheng Juan, Ruan Jiujiu never thought about having a wedding again. She has even held a marriage certificate for many years, how can she have the nerve to hold a wedding

And now—

Ruan Jiujiu rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and jokingly said, "That bastard is really going to make me cry. Let's see if I hit him later."

The secretary held her hand and said, "Tears are kept until the wedding scene. Do you want to try them on now?"

"Ah... ok."

The changing room is equipped with a bathroom, and the complete set of clothes and shoes are neatly placed. Ruan Jiujiu changed his clothes, removed his makeup, and took a shower. It was clear that there were still people waiting outside, and Cheng Juan didn't know what he was going to do next, which made Ruan Jiujiu nervous again, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation.

Now that Cheng Juan was ready, she still enjoyed the wedding with peace of mind.

By her husband, Cheng Juan.

"..."

Ruan Jiujiu's face turned red, and he patted his cheek vigorously. In the eyes of others, they are both old couples, why are they so shy. No, no, she must calm down, what if Cheng Juan suddenly made fun of her inappropriately

The little secretary who was waiting in the dressing room clicked on the WeChat group.

In one of the groups named Project A, there are a total of five people, and she has already pinned the group to the top. A message popped up in the group, it turned out to be Cheng Juan.

Cheng Juan: Do you have any questions

Tu Nan: Just wait for sister-in-law.

Fu Zicheng and Jiao Fan: +10086

Secretary: I have no problem here.

Except, the bride is probably still thinking about life in the bathroom at the moment.

Ruan Jiujiu took a shower, and as soon as he went out, the secretary had already taken the wedding dress, and asked softly, "Can I help you? The wedding dress is not easy to wear alone."

Ruan Jiujiu was very embarrassed to ask someone else to help change clothes, and the other party would probably make a couple with Tu Nancou. There were two blushes on her fair cheeks, which made her complexion like jade, soft and pleasant. The secretary, who was also a woman, also sighed silently in her heart, the proprietress is really good-looking.

Sure enough, they are a couple, and the beauty of the two is better than the other.

Ruan Jiujiu wanted to be brave, but found that he was really not easy to wear, so he had to ask the secretary for help. Facing the makeup mirror, the secretary helped her arrange the hem of the skirt. The soft yarn felt very good, and the fabric was slippery, as if she was wearing a haute couture dress.

Ruan Jiujiu thought that although he was not young, he still had the heart of a little princess. The workmanship of the wedding dress was exquisite and complicated, and the drape was excellent. Under the illumination of the lights, her fingertips picked up the hem of the skirt and shook it slightly, shining like star sand pouring down.

The wedding dress fit her body perfectly, and Ruan Jiujiu didn't know where Cheng Juan learned about her body size.

The fabric perfectly fits every inch of her body, revealing her slender neck, soft shoulders, and narrow waistline, infinitely magnifying the advantages of her body line.

When Ruan Jiujiu stood in front of the mirror, he was in a daze for a moment.

The secretary covered her lips, her eyes sparkled: "Oh my god, it's so pretty!"

The makeup artist and hair stylist who came in immediately were also stunned. They stared blankly at Ruan Jiujiu for a long time, and then sincerely uttered a large number of compliments, which made Ruan Jiujiu feel a little embarrassed, and quickly interrupted the topic, sitting in front of the dressing table and waiting for them to dress her up.

The hair stylist still has some regrets: "It's a pity, it will definitely look better if you have long hair." Although there are wigs, Ruan Jiujiu's hair quality is obviously better.

Ruan Jiujiu was a little funny when he recalled how he cut his hair and ran away to keep himself safe.

How did she decide to cut her hair

Ruan Jiujiu saw the secretary looking at his phone from the corner of his eye, and asked curiously, "What are you going to do next? Tell me so I can get ready?"

The secretary put away the phone, upholding the good habit of keeping confidentiality strictly and resolutely not revealing any details, and shook his head.

"You'll find out later."

"I'm really worried about what you're doing. Where's Cheng Juan? Where is he now?"

The secretary smiled mysteriously.

"He is the bridegroom."

"… it is good."

After finishing her makeup, putting her hair up, pinning a few fresh and tender flower buds, putting on earrings and a necklace, Ruan Jiujiu almost turned into a daffodil when she faced the vanity mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror endlessly.

The secretary's eyes were full of astonishment, and he couldn't help taking a lot of photos. If he didn't allow it at the moment, he really wanted to rub Ruan Jiujiu's face. Suddenly remembering the business, she quickly glanced at the time and said, "My God, the time is almost here! Let's go."

Her words reminded Ruan Jiujiu: "Where are we going?"

"Of course it's the wedding scene."

The bridal shop was taken over, except for the clerk and makeup artist, there were only Ruan Jiujiu and the secretary. The clerks watched the beautiful bride, all beaming. The two spontaneously helped Ruan Jiujiu hold up the skirt, and let the secretary lead Ruan Jiujiu, and they walked towards the door.

The secretary said: "Today, I will be your natal family. You don't mind."

"Why, of course I don't mind."

Unexpectedly, there was such a thoughtful arrangement, Ruan Jiujiu was moved in her heart, she and the secretary smiled at each other, the distance between the two became much closer because of this action.

"Don't be nervous, today's wedding must be wonderful."

"Ok."

Ruan Jiujiu was so nervous that her palms were sweating, and when the door was opened, she couldn't help being stunned.

A red carpet was laid on the steps, and at the bottom of the red carpet was a black luxury wedding car. Cheng Juan's dedicated driver, an uncle in a suit and leather shoes, was standing in front of the car door and smiled at Ruan Jiujiu.

This was not what shocked Ruan Jiujiu the most.

What shocked her was that there were dozens of black luxury sports cars parked behind the wedding car, neatly lined up behind them. Ruan Jiujiu could already imagine what kind of noise it would cause when the convoy drove onto the street.

Ruan Jiujiu stammered and asked, "What is this for?!"

"Convoy."

"Fleet? I don't have any relatives. How can there be so many teams?!"

The little secretary was very calm: "Mr. Cheng said that we must not miss out on other people's weddings."

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