After Wang Yao left, Mu Zishan thought for a long time in the room. As Lu Yang's friend, he naturally hoped that he could really have a perfect marriage.
“Knock knock… knock!”
"Come in."
Zhuo Qiang pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing what she was still thinking about, he said, "It's raining outside, so I brought you an extra blanket."
"Thank you." She took the blanket and placed it on the bed.
Seeing that she hadn't opened the suitcase yet, he asked, "What did Wang Yao say to you? She looked so distraught."
"Oh," she thought for a moment, "women, too, have their share of messy affairs."
He looked at her with some doubt, then checked the time: "How about I ask Lu Yang out? I think you two need to talk alone."
Mu Zishan looked at him in surprise: "Don't joke." She became a little at a loss.
She clearly cared about Lu Yang very much, but she had to hide her inner thoughts. He still used his mobile phone to send a message to Lu Yang. Although Zhuo Qiang had told him that Mu Zishan would come with him when they boarded the plane, he did not reply.
On the way back, Wang Yao also sent a message to Lu Yang, telling him their room number.
Lu Yang was trying on his suit for tomorrow at home. Looking at the ring on the table, he hesitated for a moment and said, "I have to go out for something soon." He changed his clothes and drove to the hotel.
When his mother saw him leave, she said to his father, "What's on this boy's mind?"
"You just noticed it?" my father said. "He's like this since he came back from Beijing."
"It's your fault too. My son has only met that girl a few times, and you're so anxious to marry her off?"
"I'm doing this for his own good," his father said unhappily. "You know, her family runs these tech companies. His future will be much easier."
"Can't you see the state of your son?"
"The other party's daughter is also a top student. She has the looks and the capital. If they hadn't taken a fancy to her, do you think we, who run a restaurant, would be taken seriously by them?"
"I can't argue with you." Lu Yang's mother always believed that her son already had someone in his heart, otherwise why would there be a photo of a girl in his room.
Lu Yang drove to the bottom of the hotel. The staff came up and said, "Sir, you can't park here. Please go inside."
For a moment, he wanted to rush over, but he turned around and left. Perhaps in this situation, even if he proved that it was her he liked, what would it matter? She would still calmly tell him that they were just friends, and she didn't want to cross the line. It would be better to just be simple friends, so that he would have the courage to meet her.
The rain outside was getting heavier. The familiar surroundings and familiar smells made her feel much more relaxed as she stood by the French window. Various scenarios for tomorrow flashed through her mind, and she even unconsciously considered ruining the wedding. She laughed at herself at these thoughts.
Zhuo Qiang received Lu Yang's reply: I think it's better not to see her before the wedding.
"Are you afraid that you will run away from the marriage if you see her?"
"Maybe."
"Then don't get married and come back with me."
"I've decided to stay."
"Don't you want to give up your dream?"
“…”
Zhuo Qiang leaned back on the sofa, stretched, and looked at the door. In fact, whether it was Lu Yang, the mysterious man, or himself, they were all unconsciously attracted to her. But she always hid herself, not easily approaching others, nor willing to let others in.
The rain continued until morning. They had breakfast in the room. She said she wanted to pick out a wedding gift for Lu Yang. It seemed like she hadn't given him anything for a long time.
Arriving at the mall, after searching through floor after floor, she still couldn't find anything suitable for Lu Yang. Zhuo Qiang followed her and asked, "What do you want to choose?"
"have no idea."
"It's getting late now," Zhuo Qiang said, "I think this watch is nice."
She looked at it and shook her head: "It's not suitable for him."
"Then this, men's perfume."
"not good."
"Why don't you buy some flowers at the flower shop?"
"It still doesn't work."
Zhuo Qiang was reluctant to leave: "Then what do you want?"
At this moment, the jewelry salesperson next to me said, "Girls should like jewelry."
The two looked at her. Zhuo Qiang spread his hands, speechless. But she walked in instead: "Help me get a pair of wedding rings."
"Okay." The salesperson was very happy and took out the best one in the store.
Zhuo Qiang walked up to her and said, "It's someone's wedding today. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to give them a wedding ring?"
"What's wrong with that?" She blinked. "I think it's good."
"It will be considered as a wedding robbery," he whispered in her ear, "You don't really want to steal the bride, do you?"
She tried on the women's version of the ring the salesperson brought.
"Sir, try it too. Look how beautiful your girlfriend looks in it."
“I just…”
"Just wear it if I tell you to," she said.
He had no choice but to try it on. The salesperson was very surprised: "I didn't expect it to be so suitable for you."
"That's it," Mu Zishan said, "pay."
Zhuo Qiang handed her the card and looked at her: "Have you never been to a wedding?"
"So what?"
"You can tell at a glance."
She took the box containing the two rings, opened it and looked at it, and was quite satisfied.
Soon they arrived at the wedding scene. She saw that everyone in front of her had given red envelopes, then turned around and asked, "Where are the red envelopes?"
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