"Wait a minute!" Lin Zhaojiang called out to him, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Marley immediately understood what was going on, and nodded with a chuckle.
The moment Song Wan stepped out of the fitting room, it was as if all the light in the world shone upon her. The wedding dress shone brilliantly, and she was like a fairy descending from the starry sky, every smile and gesture exuding captivating beauty.
This long-sleeved wedding dress follows a traditional design, simple and elegant, with a touch of sheer lace at the chest that adds a finishing touch. It maintains the bride's purity and innocence while also giving her a charming and delicate look.
"Brother Lin, how is it?" Mali looked at his work with satisfaction. "I just designed this dress a few days ago, and several European royal families have come to negotiate the price! But I'm the kind of person who believes in fate. As long as the wedding dress finds the right bride, I'll give it to her for free!"
“Hey, look,” he said softly, “this wedding dress is indeed a bit conservative in style, but I think that with Miss Song’s temperament, it’s not suitable for that kind of flamboyant and ostentatious style. This kind of subtle, alluring feel is just right!”
Lin Zhaojiang's attention was only on Song Wan, and he didn't hear what he said at all.
Song Wan blushed slightly, slowly walked to the mirror, and smiled shyly.
“Hey, Brother Lin,” Mali waved his hand in front of his face, “could you give me your opinion?”
"Hmm?" Lin Zhaojiang snapped out of his daze and stammered, "Oh, it looks good, it looks good..."
Mali pursed her lips, then looked at Song Wan with a big smile, and ran over to fix her skirt and makeup.
Lin Zhaojiang stared blankly, his eyes suddenly stinging. Through his blurred vision, he seemed to see a girl, arm in arm with him, passing by a bridal shop, gazing longingly at the wedding dresses in the window. But in the end, she said nothing.
Because the girl was very sensible, she knew he wouldn't marry her.
He had so many opportunities to be with her forever and to say "I love you".
Lin Zhaojiang gave a wry smile and was about to turn and leave when he was suddenly grabbed by a small hand.
"Uncle, where are you going?"
"I..." Lin Zhaojiang forced a smile, "I'm going to the yard for some fresh air."
"Don't go!" Huo Jiayuan forcefully pulled him back. "Teacher Song is so beautiful, like a princess! Did you see her?"
"Uncle, you look just like a prince today! Princes wear ties like this too."
Lin Zhaojiang's expression changed, and he glared at the little guy. "Don't talk nonsense!"
However, the warning seemed to come too late, as Song Wan heard their words clearly.
When he looked up, he met her watery eyes, and in that instant, a subtle emotion met between them.
Song Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly avoided his gaze.
The stylist and photographer asked Song Wan to take some photos for her makeup and costume. Huo Jiayuan also changed into her flower girl dress and ran and jumped around.
Lin Zhaojiang silently withdrew.
He stood alone in the courtyard, took out the photo, and remained silent for a long time.
*
That evening, Bai Ruogu rang Song Wan's doorbell.
"I'm sorry," he apologized as soon as they met. "I really had something urgent today, it's...it's work, so I can't be with you. Which one have you chosen?"
Song Wan stood there quietly with no expression.
But she is quiet, like a volcano with a calm surface.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Bai Ruogu stopped talking and instead took out a small gift and placed it in her hand.
"Isn't this brooch quite unique?" he smiled. "It was given to me by my mother. She specifically instructed me to give it to my future daughter-in-law."
Song Wan opened the box and took a look.
It was a kingfisher-shaped brooch, studded with emeralds, and the tuft of feathers on the bird's head was made of pink diamonds. It was indeed very unique, and you could tell at a glance that it was quite valuable.
But she still closed the lid and handed it back to him.
"What, you don't like it?"
"This is too expensive, I can't accept it," she said, neither humble nor arrogant.
"How could I not accept this? This is what my mother gave to her future daughter-in-law."
Song Wan looked into his eyes and smiled faintly, "It's not too late to give it to me when I've truly become her daughter-in-law, is it?"
Bai Ruogu was taken aback, blankly put the box back, licked his lips, and suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was different from usual.
"Can...can I come in and talk?"
Song Wan nodded and let him in. She made him tea as she had done last time, but this time, she instinctively reached for Ceylon tea.
"Why is it this again?" Bai Ruogu frowned. "Didn't I tell you I don't like this kind of thing?"
"But this is all we have at home, so please make do with this."
You want me to settle for this?
“Is that not okay?” Song Wan looked up at him. “If we really get married in the future, it is also an obligation between husband and wife to be tolerant and accommodating to each other.”
Bai Ruogu bit his lip and remained silent. His hand inadvertently touched the teacup. The tea was a little hot, and the dark tea soup seemed to be a strong mockery. Everything in this room was telling him that this was Lin Zhaojiang's territory.
From teaware to tea, everything is something Lin Zhaojiang likes.
The person in front of him was also someone Lin Zhaojiang liked!
Bai Ruogu clenched his fist. It wasn't jealousy or envy, but rather a man's innate possessiveness. After all, Song Wan was still his fiancée.
"Do you have anything to say?" Song Wan asked softly.
Bai Ruogu composed herself, looked at the pot of tea, and sneered, "This Ceylon black tea is what Lin Zhaojiang often drinks, isn't it?"
"What do you mean?"
“And these tea sets, and all the kitchen utensils in your kitchen, they’re all white!” He looked at her. “I’ve never liked white things!”
"Are you just making excuses to argue with me?" Song Wan put down her teacup, her expression cold. "Or are you unable to explain your sudden departure from the bridal shop today, so you're trying to shift the blame?"
"you……"
“This has always been Lin Zhaojiang’s home!” Song Wan said, emphasizing each word. “Of course, everything in the house is something he likes!”
"Does that include you too?"
Song Wan was stunned.
She stared at Bai Ruogu in disbelief. Suddenly, she felt as if she had never truly known this person.
Yes, they rarely see each other, they don't seem like a couple in love at all.
It's not that she didn't know him; he probably knew nothing about her either.
If they understand each other completely, would they still be willing to get married?
Song Wan turned her face away, a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes. Bai Ruogu glanced at her, then silently turned and left.
But his phone was left on the sofa.
Song Wan wanted to chase after him to give it to him, but at that moment her phone rang. The name displayed on the screen was: Sophia.
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