Chapter 107 Visiting the Fang Family (1)

But in order to maintain his own image, Fan Ming had no choice but to endure.

Fang Nan talked a lot, and Zhong Qiao listened to her quietly. Then she explained one by one. They chatted for nearly 7 or 8 minutes, and then asked Zhong Qiao the purpose of her visit.

Zhong Qiao said, "Let's do business." He briefly talked about the handicrafts, but did not reveal his cooperation with Ji Hebai.

Fang Nan gave a thumbs-up after hearing this: "Zhong Qiao, ever since I first met you, I knew you were a man of ideas. You're good at both literature and business. You're truly amazing."

"When the store opens tomorrow, I'm going to show my support."

Zhong Qiao was amused by her words: "It's just a small stall business. It's too early to talk about opening a store now."

Fang Nan waved his hand disapprovingly: "It's only a matter of time. I believe you can do it well."

Zhong Qiao could only smile and say nothing.

"Xiao He."

Having just been harassed by the fat bitch Zhong Ling, and now Zhong Qiao shows up out of nowhere, Fan Ming has a feeling that this is not a good thing, so he tugged at Fang He's clothes to remind her.

"Your wedding dress hasn't been decided yet, so let's not delay Sister Zhong Qiao's shopping."

The careless Fang Nan was quick-eared and only then realized that Fang He and Fan Ming were still waiting.

She had classes at school today, but she took a leave specifically to accompany Fang He to choose a wedding dress. This is a major event in life, so how could she forget about it while chatting?

"Zhong Qiao, let's make an appointment next time." Fang Nan took out the small notebook he carried with him, about the size of a palm, tore out a piece of paper, wrote his mailbox address, and put it heavily in Zhong Qiao's hand, "Take it, and remember to write to me when you get home."

"Whenever you want to come, let me know. I'll have my dad arrange it in advance and make you his signature dishes, braised meatballs, roast pork, and steamed pork with rice flour."

Zhong Qiao looked at the note in her hand, which seemed to still retain Fang Nan's warmth. After a while, she called Fang Nan and others.

"Wait a moment."

Fang Nan and others looked at her. There was confusion on Fang He and Fang Nan's faces, while impatience flashed across Fan Ming's face for a moment.

Zhong Qiao raised his clear eyes, and because the muscles at the corners of his eyes moved when he smiled, he revealed a different kind of liveliness.

"It's better to do it today than today. Why not go to your house today?"

"Ah?" Fang Nan was a little confused.

Fang He was stunned for a moment, and Fan Ming was also stunned. Then he frowned and looked up and down at Zhong Qiao in the dark with an unfriendly, even scrutinizing look, as if he wanted to see through her soul to see what secrets she was hiding.

Zhong Qiao was sweating inside, but said calmly, "It's a good opportunity to share in the joy of the two newlyweds."

After hearing this, Fang Nan understood, and Fang He's puzzled expression turned into shyness. Fan Ming glanced at her twice, and the vigilance in his eyes faded a little.

Maybe I was just overthinking it. I hadn't slept well these past few days because of Zhong Ling's annoyance, and my mind was a little sensitive.

"Okay." Fang Nan thought for a moment, then raised his hand cheerfully, "It's better to do it today than today."

"but--"

She glanced at the young couple, leaned close to Zhong Qiao's ear, and whispered mischievously.

"I've been following them around for the past two days, and seeing how sweet they are, I can't even eat. Zhong Qiao, if you don't mind, you have to walk with us for a while and choose some wedding clothes. We can go back for dinner in the evening."

Fang He cleared her throat a few times, tugged at Fang Nan's clothes from behind, and awkwardly gestured for her to stop talking, looking as happy as if she were deeply in love.

Zhong Qiao laughed dryly twice: "I don't mind, just don't think I'm a light bulb."

Fang Nan and the other two looked at each other, and Fang Nan spoke first.

"Lightbulb...what do you mean?"

Zhong Qiao realized later that there was no such thing as a light bulb back then, so he explained, "Oh, my friend's hometown uses the term 'squeezed in the middle, shining like a light bulb, not adding to the fun, and really annoying."

Fang He's face flushed red, and she quickly waved her hands: "I don't mind, I don't mind."

She was born delicate, but her cheeks still had some baby fat. Her voice was soft and sweet, as small as a nightingale, making people want to hold her in their arms and love her.

Zhong Qiao's affection for her doubled, and when he thought of Fang He's early death, he loved this lovely girl even more.

"Let's go." Fang Nan enthusiastically pulled Zhong Qiao's arm, "You don't know how bored I am today. I can't get a word in with those two..."

Zhong Qiao didn't respond. He asked a familiar stall owner to report his safety to his family while listening to her chatter. His eyes fell on the backs of Fang He and the other woman - they were a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

If she hadn't known Fang He's ending in advance, she would probably have thought that Fan Ming was someone she could truly trust.

What a pity...

For the rest of the time, Zhong Qiao remained silent and observed the movements of Fang He and the other person.

She really wanted to know if their relationship was really as inseparable as Fang Nan said.

After observing for an entire afternoon and visiting several wedding dress shops, Fang He tried on wedding dresses several times, but was never satisfied. The boss helplessly asked, "Beautiful lady, what exactly do you want? Just tell me." Fang He just shook her head. "We are not the worms in your stomach, how can we know what you want?"

Fang He couldn't answer.

She just felt that there was always a lack of a feeling in her heart.

Fang Nan comforted her, "It's okay. Marriage is a lifelong thing. I'll help you choose. If you can't finish today, we can continue tomorrow. I'm sure we'll find something you're satisfied with, and it'll definitely be in time for your wedding with Fan Ming."

Fang He wanted to laugh, but when she thought about the approaching wedding date, it was as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart, and she could no longer laugh.

How strange.

She frowned and raised her hand to touch her right eyelid.

Why does her right eyelid twitch every time she hears that she is going to marry Fan Ming?

Fan Ming came over with two bowls of sugar water and interrupted her thoughts: "Xiao He, no one is putting pressure on you. Our wedding is still a month and a half away, and the invitations haven't been sent out yet. Take your time to choose."

Then he handed two bowls of sugar water to Fang He and Fang Nan. When he got to Zhong Qiao, he slapped his head and said in frustration, "I'm so sorry, Sister Zhong Qiao. I usually buy two servings. This time there's one more person, so I forgot. You won't blame me, will you?"

Zhong Qiao glanced at him and caught the malice in Fan Ming's eyes.

Fang Nan naturally didn't see what he was thinking: "How can you forget this? I've never seen you so careless before."

As she spoke, she handed the sugar water in her hand to Zhong Qiao.

"Come, Xiao Qiao and Da Qiao, have my portion. I added sesame seeds and dried fruits to it, so it's really sweet."

Zhong Qiao refused: "No, you eat it." She didn't like eating such sticky things and felt that the taste was disgusting.

Fang Nan thought she was embarrassed and forced the sugar water into Zhong Qiao's hand.

"Why are you being so polite to me? I really can't eat any more. I'm tired of eating it every time. Just consider it a favor and solve it for me."

Zhong Qiao looked at the syrup in his hand and was speechless for a moment.