Chapter 27: The Belated Sunshine Cannot Save the Withered Flower (1)
The next day.
Sheraton Hotel, banquet hall.
There is a wedding here tomorrow, so the employees of the wedding company are busy decorating the venue. The theme of this wedding is mainly white, black, and gold. This is a rare arrangement. The newlyweds have their own ideas and use a large area.
Black is the base color, and the scene has an elegant texture. Combined with the delicacy of gold and the cleanliness of white, it feels very comfortable and does not feel oppressive.
I heard that tomorrow's bride is a famous architect, and even the invitations were designed by herself. Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that such a design with a rich subjective aesthetic is not surprising.
The wedding company that planned and hosted this wedding valued this wedding very much, and it was said that it was thanks to the bride. If the wedding goes well, it will definitely be promoted as a company case in the future.
"If the wedding goes well..."
The wedding planner silently retracted his thoughts and looked helplessly at the middle-aged aunt in front of him.
"Why is the carpet in your decoration also black? Can you change it to red? Black is so unlucky!"
This aunt is the man's mother. She has been picking and choosing from the beginning of the venue decoration. If her son hadn't been persuading her, today's decoration work would have been seriously delayed.
"Auntie, black has always symbolized wealth and wisdom in our country's tradition. It is a color with a very good meaning and is not unlucky. And when the newcomers take the stage tomorrow, we will have special lights to match the ones on the ground.
The combination of black and black looks very beautiful.”
"Sister, you don't understand. When you get married, ask your mother to tell you that it's not a question of whether it looks good or not. It really is, change it quickly!"
The smile on the planning girl's face froze. She originally wanted to persuade him, but was immediately rebuffed. She glanced at the man in distress.
Guo Huai was also helpless and said to his mother: "Mom, this was what Ai Qing had agreed with others back then. If you don't believe in other people's designs, don't you still believe in your daughter-in-law? Don't be superstitious, I think it's pretty good.
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It's okay that Mother Guo didn't listen to this. When she heard this, she immediately glared at her son: "You think it's pretty too? Your mother has given birth to you and raised you for so many years. How can you not make your mother happy? What about her?
I don’t understand art, but if one day your wife thinks that my mother-in-law is ugly, will you also think that I am ugly?”
"Mom, what are you talking about? It's not like you don't know Ai Qing's temperament. She won't do such a thing."
Guo Huai was so anxious that he defended his fiancée, but his mother said:
"I know, mom doesn't mean to embarrass you, but Xiaohuai, you and Ai Qing are getting married tomorrow. This kind of big event is not only a problem for you two, but also for the guests and relatives coming from your hometown.
My friend, what will they think when they arrive at the scene? Are they entering a new hall or a mourning hall? Xiaohuai, from tomorrow on you will be the head of the family, you have to make your own decision!"
Seeing her son's habitual silence, the old mother continued to add: "Besides, Ai Qing and his family are all educated people and are very aloof. You have to set an example, otherwise you will definitely be criticized as a coward after getting married! Get married!
If your daughter throws water away, you have to tell them tactfully that you are in charge of this family, and you have to control the family so that your wife can obey you, you know? Mom is also doing this for your own good!"
Guo Huai couldn't help but shake his head after hearing this, but he also knew that it would not make sense to reason with his mother. When he was in trouble, he heard his mother say:
"Sister, please ask someone to change the carpet quickly. Hurry up."
"Ah...but..."
"But what? Hurry up and change it, we paid for it!"
The planning girl looked at Guo Huai again and saw him sighing at his mother and waving his hands irritably: "Change it, change it, I'll go talk to my wife later."
Guo Huai's mother beamed, "What are you talking about? You have to report it to your wife for such a big deal. Look at you, you really are what you call... strict hepatic control!"
The planning girl had no choice but to call workers to replace the carpet. At this moment, the door of the banquet hall was suddenly pushed open by an extremely gorgeous woman.
Everyone's eyes were attracted to this woman. She was walking in a hurry, and small beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. After entering the hall, she looked around, and then walked directly to Guo Huai, who was still stunned. Instead, it was his old man.
Mother, was the first to react.
"Ouch, this is not that...that...Huang Rong!"
The woman in front of me is Wen Liang who rushed back to Hong Kong City overnight from other places.
Her face still showed signs of haggard after running around. The sudden arrival of this big star caused a commotion among the people present, so much so that they all temporarily stopped what they were doing and looked away, talking softly.
"Wen... Liang? Why are you here? The wedding is tomorrow." Guo Huai looked at the big star in front of him and murmured.
"Have you seen He Tianran yesterday?" Wen Liang said straight to the point.
"Yesterday? No, what happened?"
"He yesterday...forget it, is Cao Aiqing here? I have something to do with her."
Wen Liang originally wanted to say that He Tianran seemed to have disappeared after meeting Cao Aiqing yesterday, but she saw Guo Huai's mother next to her, so she changed her question.
"Yeah, she's trying on makeup right next door. We're going to have a rehearsal later."
"OK."
After Wen Liang asked her question, she left without looking back. She came and left in a hurry. Mother Guo couldn't help but ask after witnessing:
"Xiao Huai, how do you know this big star?"
Guo Huai was also confused by Wen Liang's argument and replied: "We are high school classmates. Ai Qing and I also invited her to come over tomorrow, but she seemed to have a job..."
Guo's mother said happily: "Ah? Then you can catch up and ask if she will come tomorrow. If she comes, can you ask her to sing two songs at your wedding? Your uncles and aunts must feel very arrogant when they see her.
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Guo Huai finally couldn't help but get angry, "Mom! Can you stop being such a philistine!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Now I think your mother is a philistine. I don't know who raised you so well. Why can't you let me be famous in front of my relatives?"
"I...hey..."
Guo Huai sighed deeply.
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"Sister Qing, Sister Qing, the makeup is done, look at what needs to be modified..."
The reminder from the makeup artist interrupted Cao Aiqing's distraction. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was braided and fixed at the back of her head with a white bead chain. After applying makeup, her delicate facial features became
His temperament is even more refined and extremely gentle.
It's just that the eyes of the person in the mirror, under the long eyelashes, are full of unspeakable words and speechless sighs.
"Sister Qing, are you nervous? You don't have to worry. See how good Brother Huai is to you, you will definitely be very happy in the future."
The makeup artist noticed Cao Aiqing's strange behavior and thought it was just normal pre-marital tension.
"Well...yeah..." Cao Aiqing replied thoughtfully.
"Sister Qing, do you think the veil and wedding dress should be put on for you together? If it's OK, then the makeup will be decided."
After hearing this, Cao Aiqing was distracted for a while, and then nodded.
Just when Cao Aiqing slowly stood up and was about to change into her wedding dress, the door of the dressing room was suddenly opened. She looked at the person who came, and then slowly sat back down.
The two met each other and stared at each other for a few seconds.
"...Cao Aiqing, I have something to tell you."
There was no ups and downs in Wen Liang's tone. She stood at the door, waiting for a reply.
"Xiao Xu, please go out first."
Cao Aiqing said something to the surprised makeup artist on the side. The other person woke up from the shock, nodded, and walked out of the dressing room.
Wen Liang closed the door, and the two women just looked at each other.
It seems that they all want to find their own answers from each other.
"What exactly did you say to Tianran yesterday?" Wen Liangfa asked.
"If you are here just to ask this, then I have no comment." Cao Aiqing replied coldly.
"Then how could he suddenly disappear? He was obviously fine when I left. He said he would wait for me at home when I come back!"
In a scene with only two people, Wen Liang took a step forward, her emotions gradually became excited, and her words were full of doubts and reluctance.
"His name is 'He Tianran'. Isn't it his nature to lie to others..."
Cao Aiqing turned his head and stopped looking at her. He looked at himself in the mirror. This woman with such a temperament seemed to be talking to herself.
"Cao Aiqing..."
Wen Liang's eyes were red. She had always been tough, but her attitude suddenly softened. She leaned her back against the door, and her upper body slowly slid down. She squatted on the ground and looked at her love rival, and spoke with difficulty, word by word:
"Cao Aiqing... I beg you... tell me... where did he go..."
Chapter completed!