Chapter 88 I Will Always Contact You
"My parents don't object," he finally said conservatively.
Liu Heng glanced at him again, but in the end, he didn't say anything. Instead, he patted his shoulder and said, "If you need any help, just ask. Si Yan probably can't take care of it right now."
"Okay." Zhou Xu also nodded and assured him, "I will speak up."
There are many unmarried people in the circle, including some who are close relatives. The wedding is urgent and time is tight. Given Xie Siyan's physical condition, he definitely cannot be a best man.
Zhou Xu told Liu Heng about this matter.
"Be a best man?" Liu Heng's expression relaxed for a moment.
"Do you have a problem? It's okay. If it doesn't work, I..." Zhou Xu said hurriedly.
"available."
"Um?"
"I'm free that day," Liu Heng opened his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, lit it, and said casually, "Have you chosen a bridesmaid?"
Speaking of this, Zhou Xu scratched his head, "I assume that Song Mingxi found someone himself."
But Song Mingxi is still in the hospital.
Because of the recent turmoil, would she be willing to contact people herself...?
Zhou Xu didn't think about this question.
"She should have at least one bridesmaid..."
He hesitated.
"Let me recommend a few candidates to you." Liu Heng suddenly proposed very proactively.
——
Song Mingxi had just caused an uproar in the circle because of the cancellation of his engagement.
What Chi Zhao did was indeed not authentic.
But among all this, Guan Yingxin's high-profile display of affection was also indispensable, which caused heated discussions and added fuel to the fire.
"He Chen, why are you so depressed recently? What happened?" While choosing a wedding dress, Guan Yingxin looked at her cousin's face and spoke with concern.
He Chen rubbed his temples and shook his head, "It's okay."
Having said that, she no longer paid any attention to her cousin who was covered in white veil behind her, and walked straight out of the bridal shop, flipping through the number on her phone.
He hesitated for a long time, and finally put the phone back and chuckled to himself.
It's a mockery of oneself.
He didn’t find it hard to let go before, but now he regrets it and even thinks he’s funny.
Song Mingxi was still lying in the hospital.
She didn't know what He Chen was thinking. The news of the wedding had already spread quietly in the circle. Some fake sisters came to the door, gave flowers, and said only two words:
"You're awesome."
Many people began to doubt.
The probability of two people getting married quickly is too small. Does this mean that the two people fell in love with each other during the period of the engagement?
Zhou Xu also gradually figured out why Xie Siyan looked at him with a strange look that day.
Because now, he was surrounded by this kind of gaze.
"Zhou Xu, I heard that you are getting married?" Another boss came and asked with a smile.
"Yes." Zhou Xu said frankly.
"Who is the bride?"
"Song Mingxi."
"Song... this name sounds familiar," the boss recalled while smoking a cigar, "it sounds a bit like the name of Song Yuanshan's daughter."
"It's his daughter," Zhou Xu said directly, "We are getting married."
"ah?"
The boss's expression changed.
Some details from the past surfaced in his mind. "Isn't Old Song's daughter...engaged to the son of the Chi family?"
Zhou Xu's expression changed instantly.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, but they broke off their engagement. Now I am the one who gets married."
"Okay, okay," the boss didn't dare to say anything more and walked away silently, thinking to himself, your circle is really messy.
The wedding preparations were well-organized.
Mu Jia heard the news after Song Mingxi was discharged from the hospital.
She nearly knocked over the coffee in her hand, her eyes widened as she stared at Song Mingxi in disbelief: "You and Zhou Xu? When did it happen?"
Song Mingxi sat in the VIP room of the bridal shop, her fingers unconsciously stroking the intricate lace on the hem of her skirt.
"Isn't this quite sudden?" She suddenly forced a smile on her face.
Mu Jia nodded honestly: "Yes." She thought about it carefully and found that she had never found any intersection between the two people.
Except after Song Mingxi was hospitalized.
"Don't look at me like that," Song Mingxi stood up, turned around, and ended the conversation. "Come and help me pick out a wedding dress."
Mu Jia followed her as she approached a whole row of wedding gowns that had been airlifted in from abroad.
Because the wedding was urgent and time was short, there was no time for customization. Fortunately, Song Mingxi was not picky about this kind of programmed process, so he said that he could just come and see it himself.
"How about this one?"
Mu Jia picked out a fishtail skirt style.
"good."
Song Mingxi entered the fitting room.
The afternoon sun streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridal shop, making the pure white satin appear covered with a layer of soft light.
Mu Jia stood beside the full-length mirror, watching Song Mingxi walk out of the fitting room——
She was wearing a retro palace-style wedding dress.
Layers of lace outlined a slender waistline, and the skirt spread out like a cloud, tightening only at the hips, with a huge skirt below.
"How about it?"
Song Mingxi turned around while holding her skirt.
The snow-white veil fluttered with her movements.
There seemed to be a smile on her lips, but her beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and there was no joy at all.
Mu Jia reached out to adjust her veil, her fingertips brushing over the delicate embroidery patterns on it: "It's beautiful."
Her voice was very soft.
Halfway through his speech, he suddenly lost his focus and his eyes fell on a certain empty point in the distance.
"Jia Jia?" Song Mingxi keenly noticed something was wrong. "What's wrong?"
"fine."
Mu Jia rubbed his eyes hastily, avoiding his friend's inquiring gaze, and said:
“It’s really beautiful.”
Song Mingxi stared at her for two seconds, then turned around and walked back to the fitting room and took off her skirt.
"Why don't you try?"
Mu Jia looked up in surprise.
There was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other from behind the curtain.
Song Mingxi's voice came out, "It's just a formality anyway."
She opened the curtain and changed back into her regular clothes.
"Even the groom Zhou Xu might not be interested, so just pick one at random."
Mu Jia turned his head sharply to look at her.
"Yes, we are getting married by agreement."
Song Mingxi buttoned up his shirt calmly. "After we get married, I won't ask about his private life. He can continue to be Young Master Zhou, and I can continue to be the eldest daughter of the Song family..."
Mu Jia was a little at a loss, "Did I affect your mood?"
"I'm sorry, I wasn't distracted by the skirt, it was Xie Siyan..."
He has been locked up at home.
The longer the time went on, the more anxious Mu Jia felt. She couldn't help but think about all sorts of things. Song Mingxi nodded in understanding, walked over, and patted her shoulder. "Do you want me to ask Zhou Xu to find out what's going on?"
Mu Jia's eyes fell on her face.
The meaning is probably to ask, is it convenient?
Song Mingxi turned his head and said, "To be honest, I can't really say what our relationship is..."
There was a fight on the day the wedding was finalized.
Mu Jia shook his head, "Forget it."
She turned around and said, "He will always contact me when he gets out."
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