The first ray of sunshine in the morning rose, and I sat in front of the threshold of the courtyard, looking at the distance at the road.

She can't sleep.

I got up quietly in the middle of the night and slowly walked through every corner of the courtyard alone.

I accidentally ran into the staff who arranged the wedding venue halfway through.

I recognized her as the bride and greeted her politely.

There was a flash of surprise in Yingjing's eyes.

"Do you know me?"

"I met you, Mr. Wen saw your photos when he found us last September."

Last September?

Wasn't it when she first came back?

So early.

Speaking of this rich and affectionate Mr. Wen, no one doesn’t envy the studio that was arranged on the wedding scene from the inside to the outside.

Their team is very famous in the industry, and there are not thousands of wedding arrangements in both political and business circles, but hundreds of weddings.

There are many newcomers I have met.

Most marriages without feelings are common, and there are also grooms running away or brides running away at weddings.

There are also couples who are harmonious and loving.

I have never seen anything I did as much as Wen Fucheng.

He is handsome, has money, and has a good status.

He has too many topics of talk.

"In the past, most of the rich people I saw were girls who personally created their favorite dream wedding. I have never seen anyone like Mr. Wen who came from beginning to end." Ying Jing did not appear at the beginning, which made them think that this was another unemotional marriage.

But as Wen Fucheng visited again and again, he wrote down the word "囍" and cut out the word "囍" and pasted it all night. He held the word "囍" and pasted it all over the room.

He would stop and take a look at every post.

This is not a relationship without emotion, it is clearly the hopeless affection of love.

"One time, our colleague said that he would not need to do these small things, and even let us do it in minutes. Guess what Mr. Wen said."

Can't guess it as expected.

But she really wants to know.

"What did he say."

"He said! How could marry her be considered a trivial matter? If it weren't for the conditions, he would even want to move bricks to build a house by himself."

Puff.

It is hard to imagine that such a mature and steady Wen Fucheng would say such a childish tone.

For a while, he was on business trips frequently, so he could just do these things secretly!

"The lotus in the pond was planted by Mr. Wen himself, and the fish were brought by Mr. Wen himself. In just a few months, all the chubby lines were chubby, and he said you liked it the most."

Yingjing stood in the center of the hall, staring at the phoenix crown stored in the glass cover.

The fingertips carefully stroked the phoenix crown.

There was a little weight on her shoulders suddenly, and she turned around and the man put the coat on her shoulders.

"Why are you here alone? Don't call me."

"It seems that you are too tired and can't bear to disturb you."

Wen Fucheng held her hand and put it on his lips and kissed her. "This mountain is a bit cold, wear more clothes."

The jade he put on for her last night was faintly hot on his chest.

I touched the location of my heart as expected.

Wen Fucheng walked in front, and she followed two steps slower.

Just as she was about to reach out and call him to wait for him, her eyes suddenly became dark, and her dizziness made her trance for a moment and held the pillar beside her with one hand.

At that moment, a long and distant sigh seemed to come from my ears.

"I, Wen Fucheng, are willing to exchange the cycle of reincarnation for life and life with Yingjing for life. After death, my body will not enter the tomb, and wait for her to meet again in the next life. After a hundred years of old age, my soul will return to heaven and earth."

The vicissitudes of voice seemed to have half a mouthful of sand.

The heart was suffocated for a moment.

The next second, the cold hands were wrapped in warmth.

His gentle concern was heard.

"What's wrong? I feel uncomfortable. I said it several times and I should wear more clothes when I catch a cold. I don't listen to it every time. You just want to see me in a hurry and make me worry, right! Then you succeed..." Wen Fucheng held her hand and walked towards the room in a nagging way.

He is really not a talkative person.

Yingjing shed tears silently behind her.

After entering the room, Wen Fucheng noticed her strangeness.

I thought he had cried after a few words, so I immediately held her face and apologized in a low voice.

"Sorry, I'm talking a little harder just now. I won't cry anymore, okay? I really think I hate it, I can hit me and bite me." As he said that, he took the initiative to roll up his sleeves and hand her arms to her.

He kept shaking his head as time goes by.

Tugging his arm, a few red marks soon appeared on his fair skin.

After pinching him, Wen Fucheng just frowned.

No one outside knew what was going on. From the unsound-proof room, they could only vaguely hear the men's apology and coaxing lightly.

As soon as Chen Qiurong arrived, he heard that the newcomer had a conflict. As soon as he arrived, the door opened, and Wen Fucheng walked out of the house.

"You are here."

Ying Zenan and Ying Haiyun Company have something to do. After dealing with the way they are already here, they will be several hours later than her.

"Yingjing she..." Chen Qiurong had sharp eyes and found that there were a few traces on Wen Fucheng's arm that had not yet been put down. "Yingjing is having a tantrum with you?" People with such a good temper were scratched like this, and they were very good at it.

Wen Fucheng shook his head.

"No, don't think too much. She is very good, but I care about it, and I'm a little bit harder. She is asleep now. Come and take a look later. The scenery is nice nearby, so you can take a walk around."

Zhang Yang called him and needed to confirm the last time the invitation list was proposed.

After Wen Fucheng left, Chen Qiurong asked someone to ask.

When Yingjing woke up, she saw her mother's cool eyes, and subconsciously drilled into the warm quilt again.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Chen Qiurong slapped the quilt, and Yingjing shook it.

Chen Qiurong was very scary when she became fierce. Just look at her father who has not turned over once to this day.

"mom!"

Ms. Chen Qiurong educated her for an hour.

From childhood to tolerance between husband and wife to adulthood to future children’s education.

Yingjing felt that even his grandson would pop up if he continued to listen, so he quickly called Ms. Shen.

"Mom, it's not as serious as you said. I'm just...you just think I'm a little pretentious."

"You still know that you are pretentious! You are quite self-aware."

Suitable:...

Ying Jing accompanied Chen Qiurong to visit nearby for a while and was kicked to Wen Fucheng by his mother without any mercy.

"You are the one who gets married, and you don't have snacks. Look at Fu Cheng, you are much busier than you. You do everything yourself and don't have a little bit of self-knowledge to help."

As soon as the scene, I rolled to Wen Fucheng like a ball.

"Uncle Second, it's all your fault. I was told by my mother again."

"So pitiful, can I let you deal with it when I go back tonight?"

Yingjing was so coaxed, but he sent him back in a few words.

I only realized when I arrived at the compound.

She seems to have never seen the wedding venue!

It just so happened that Ying Haiyun and Ying Zenan arrived one after another.

"Brother, here." She stood at the door and waved her hand hard.
Chapter completed!