"Where's Jiang Xun?" Song Qingyou asked Yan Miao at the bridal shop while the shop assistant went to get the wedding dress.
While busy exchanging sweet messages with Lu Yanchen on her phone, Yan Miao replied to Song Qingyou: "She's busy winning over my brother, isn't she? Just wait, it won't be long before my brother falls for her."
At this point, Yan Miao expressed her admiration for Jiang Xun.
So many women fawned over her brother, but he remained unmoved, unapproachable by anyone.
But Jiang Xun went all out right from the start and took down her brother.
Although her brother and Jiang Xun usually don't say anything and never mention their relationship, the fact that Jiang Xun didn't correct her from calling her "sister-in-law" means that he still has those feelings for her.
Thinking of this, Yan Miao put down her phone and said happily, "After you have your wedding, I'll have mine. After I have mine, it'll be almost time for Jiang Xun."
Song Qingyou chuckled: "Then let's just do it all at once."
"No way, no way." Yan Miao shook her head: "Who doesn't want to be the star of their own wedding? Can your husband really stand having other people at his wedding?"
Song Qingyou: "..."
It must be said that Yan Miao understands Fu Wenzhou well.
"Miss Song, this is the wedding dress you ordered. Let me take you to try it on first," the sales clerk said respectfully as she approached.
Yan Miao urged, "Hurry up, I can't wait to see it!"
Song Qingyou smiled and got up, following the sales clerk to the fitting room.
He didn't notice that her phone kept ringing.
Yan Miao chatted with Lu Yanchen for a few minutes, and then Lu Yanchen suddenly sent a message: [President Fu just called to ask where you were, and I told him.]
An alarm bell rang in Yan Miao's mind!
That guy!
【How could you tell him!】 She sent a voice message, then picked up Song Qingyou's bag and went straight into the fitting room.
Song Qingyou had just put on her wedding dress when she was startled by her sudden entrance: "What's wrong?"
Yan Miao looked helpless: "Yan Chen just said that Fu Wenzhou called him to ask where I was. Yan Chen said that, and I think Fu Wenzhou might have guessed something."
Song Qingyou touched the delicate diamonds embedded in her wedding dress and held out her hand: "Don't panic, give me your phone."
Yan Miao quickly handed over her phone.
On the screen, there were more than a dozen missed calls, all from Fu Wenzhou.
There are also 99+ messages on WeChat.
Yan Miao glanced at it and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, Fu Wenzhou is actually this clingy?"
Despite his usual arrogant and disdainful demeanor, he turns out to be a clingy little dog at heart.
Song Qingyou made a quick decision: "Miaomiao, you pretend to be trying on wedding dresses here, and I'll go find Jiang Xun. We absolutely cannot let Fu Wenzhou know that I'm the one who ordered the wedding dresses."
Yan Miao made an OK sign: "Understood!"
Song Qingyou quickly took off her wedding dress and left through the back door of the shop.
She had barely left when Fu Wenzhou's car pulled up outside the store.
Fu Wenzhou strode in and immediately saw the woman in the wedding dress in front of the mirror, feeling inexplicably nervous.
The next second he recognized it was Yan Miao.
Yan Miao feigned surprise and said, "President Fu, what brings you here? Are you planning to order a wedding dress for Qingyou? I can help you with your consideration."
She was very enthusiastic. After speaking, she lifted her skirt and twirled in front of the mirror, asking the salesperson if it looked good.
Fu Wenzhou asked in a deep voice, "Where's Youyou?"
He couldn't quite describe his feelings. After hearing Lu Yanchen say that the two of them had come to the wedding dress shop, and recalling Liang Muchuan's words about the surprise, he felt a little hopeful, as if he had been tossed high into the air by a wave.
Seeing Yan Miao twirling around in her wedding dress, he felt as if he were being pulled back to the ground by an invisible force.
Yan Miao said, "Qingyou just left, saying she was going to talk to Jiang Xun about something."
Fu Wenzhou turned and left.
After taking a couple of steps, he turned back and nodded his chin at the dress she was wearing: "Has Youyou tried this on?"
Yan Miao chuckled inwardly, "She's not getting married yet, what's the point of her trying this out? Mr. Fu, is this...wanting to see her wear it?"
That goes without saying, of course Fu Wenzhou wants Song Qingyou to wear it.
Seeing that he turned and left without getting the answer he wanted, Yan Miao suddenly had another idea: "If President Fu wants to see it, I'll bring Qingyou over next time so I can try it out and take pictures for you."
She held up one finger and smiled slyly: "One photo costs 100,000."
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"He agreed?" An hour later, Song Qingyou and Yan Miao sat in a coffee shop. When Song Qingyou heard Yan Miao tricking Fu Wenzhou, she almost spat out her water.
She can actually say something like "one photo for 100,000".
Yan Miao happily replied, "You agreed."
Song Qingyou: "..."
Fu Wenzhou is such a spendthrift.
Yan Miao had a plan in mind: "Next time you wear a wedding dress, I'll pretend to secretly take a few pictures and send them to him. After we get the money, we'll split it equally."
She certainly didn't care about the money; it was just that getting money from Fu Wenzhou gave her a great sense of accomplishment, didn't it?
Song Qingyou looked at her with a complicated expression, unsure of what to say for a moment.
Yan Miao: "Then split it 40/60? I'll take 40% and you take 60%."
Song Qingyou put down her dessert fork. "Have you ever thought that all this money is mine?"
Yan Miao: "...No, Fu Wenzhou has already entrusted the money to you to manage?"
Not yet.
Fu Wenzhou had said long ago that he would transfer his assets to her, but she did not agree.
Song Qingyou said, "What's his is mine."
"..."
So she was happy for nothing.
“Don’t even think about taking his money,” Song Qingyou said. “I’ve already consulted someone about auspicious dates, and the wedding is set for the end of the month.”
Yan Miao asked, "Has the wedding banquet venue been decided?"
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