Mint looked at herself in the mirror and felt depressed. The lip makeup carefully put on the makeup artist on her lips is now ruined, and it can even be described as the four words "unbearable". As long as someone looks at it, you can guess the story of how the lips were just ravaged.

Mint covered her lips and wailed: "I don't want to go out!" How do you get off the bus like this? And it is said that when you get off the bus, there was a reporter blocking at the door of the hotel. Is her image as a wise prosecutor going to be ruined today?

The man behind him seemed to have seen Mint worry enough, and then smiled lowly before reaching out to hand the lipstick in his hand to her: "Here. Luo thought he gave it to me just now."

Mint looked at the lipstick lying in Zhan Yifan's palm, and remembered that he wrote a guarantee letter to Luo and thought he had asked him to stamp it with lipstick. Mint immediately took it over, but fortunately the lipstick was the same color as the remaining lipstick on his lips. Mint immediately cleaned up the makeup around and then applied it to the lipstick to feel relieved. I will go to make up for the makeup later. At least it looks much better now than the embarrassing look just now.

Mint put down her lipstick and turned her head to look at Zhan Yifan who had been smiling, and reached out to ask, "Let me see the letter of guarantee."

Zhan Yifan paused, his face a little embarrassed, but he still took it out of his clothes and handed it to Mint. Mint took it and did not unfold it, but stared at Zhan Yifan with a sceptical look on his face and asked: "Can you not write a random deal at all, right? Zhan Yifan, I know..." Mint looked down at the slowly unfolding paper. He thought it was just a blank or word-of-mouth, but he didn't expect it to be a real "guarantee letter".

Mint was shocked, and the content of the guarantee letter was indeed as I thought it was said, and a word was not bad.

Zhan Yifan tightened his arms and hugged the mint sitting on his legs tighter, sighing helplessly: "Even if there is no guarantee letter, I will be nice to you... But isn't this nonsense to share the housework on it? Do we need to do housework? And pay all the income, I want to give it to you. Are you willing? Can it? And..."

"Zhan Yifan." Mint was so funny, "Are you thinking about this in your heart? When you wrote it, you were thinking about it, is this all nonsense?"

Zhan Yifan nodded honestly: "This guarantee letter is not suitable for us. It is unrealistic."

"But I didn't let you really do it one by one. This is an attitude, do you understand? Attitude sometimes makes people feel more heartwarming and more reassuring than actual actions. In practice actions, no man in this world can do everything." It's good to not stare at the nose and kick your face when speaking.

Zhan Yifan raised his eyebrows in disagreement and said, "Isn't it better to do more and say less, and put all the promises into action?"

Mint held Zhan Yifan's face: "Do you think men in the world are like you?"

A hint of joy flashed in Zhan Yifan's eyes, and he looked at Mint's face, which was so close that he became more and more moved: "Oh? How am I?"

"Everything is like you, so good to your own women?" Mint didn't know what other couples were doing, but Zhan Yifan was indeed something that no one could reach for her.

Zhan Yifan pinched Mint's waist, approaching her softness, and couldn't help but lean on his lips again, kissed her collarbone through her lace, and sighed and said, "You finally have a conscience, but my heart is not in vain."

Mint smiled and folded the guarantee letter in her hand well. She would keep this thing for the rest of her life.

*

The first place to go was naturally the Zhanjia Villa in the West District. With the sound of firecrackers, the long-distance convoy drove into the western-style garden. The Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped slowly in the garden in front of the door. The firecrackers continued. Zhan Yifan got out of the car first, then bent down and carried out the mint in the car. Everyone who had been standing at the door had turned away the fireworks in their hands. The beautiful fireworks exploded in the air and fell onto Mint and Zhan Yifan's heads.

Brushing away the ribbons and balloons along the way, Zhan Yifan drove upstairs with mint lightly in his arms, bravely and quickly like an Ultraman who had been stimulant.

Everyone hugged the groom and the bride upstairs. The largest room on the left of the second floor was their new house. Mint had slept several times, but this time he came in, his mood was completely different. This room was their wedding room, and they would all live here in the future.

When I pushed open the room, the style was completely different from the previous dress. The room was modified in a small way, and the original luxurious European and American style turned into a warm British pastoral style. I changed to an ancient European high bed, which was hung with a gorgeous but fresh bed tent, and was tied high on all sides, which looked more like a decoration, covered with a soft, towering and beautiful big red quilt. White wooden chairs, white curtains, floral fabric sofa...

The first thing Mint saw was the huge wedding photo hanging on the wall of the bed, which was the one they took in the forest. She wore a garland and a naked-shoulder chiffon wedding dress. If she didn't know that it was herself, Mint would almost doubt that it was the fairy who fell into the mortal world? Is that her? It was really her? It was incredible that they could take her so beautifully. Zhan Yifan, who was wearing the same white dress, was like a banished immortal. The scene of the two leaning against each other and sitting under the tree was frozen into a painting and hung on the head of their bed.

Mint felt it was incredible, but he looked full of warmth.

There are also photo frames of various sizes that form a photo wall behind the sofa, all of which are their wedding photos. Five sets of different styles gather on the entire wall. The ceramic cloak dolls placed everywhere are paired, and the paper-cut "四" posted on the wall and the TV instantly feel like a new house.

Flowers in small dresses rolled around on the wedding bed with another boy, which is the so-called golden boy and jade girl rolled on the bed. Mint didn't expect that the mother could prepare all such customs. She sorted out the fireworks and ribbons on her head, and the bridesmaid Wang Yulin shouted outside the door: "The tea is ready, prepare to serve tea."

Mint looked at Zhan Yifan and bit his lip gently: "Let's go."

Zhan Yifan smiled softly, and two people clung down the building with Mint's hand. After going downstairs, Mint saw a huge photo of her and Zhan Yifan wearing bright red wedding dresses on the left side of the leisure hall. Mint's face was reflected in red, and the veil on his head was still half hanging behind his head. Zhan Yifan was handsome and handsome, and the two of them held a big red ball in their hands, with a picturesque background. Although this huge photo of the wedding dress was incompatible with this European-style foreign house, it looked quite like a big poster. The person in the poster deceived himself for the time being and thought it had nothing to do with her and Zhan Yifan. (Can you do it?)

Song Qingyu and Zhan Guobang had already sat down, Wang Yulin held two cups of toasted tea, while Mint and Zhan Yifan held the tea in a regular manner.

This wedding itinerary is a traditional tea tribute in China since ancient times. Mint was not opposed. Zhan Yifan was a little awkward at first, but Zhan Guobang said: "Kneel, kneel down, from now on, she will feel that she is really from our Zhan family."

So Zhan Yifan agreed to this itinerary, as if he could make Mint feel more at ease, he would be willing to do whatever he did.

Mint held a warm tea cup of blue and white porcelain and knelt down and handed it to her mother-in-law. She loved her with all her heart from the beginning, and she persisted in finding her for twenty-eight years, and even helped her to keep Zhan Yifan's chastity for thirty-three years. This woman will be her mother from now on.

Mint looked at Song Qingyu sincerely and shouted openly: "Mom, drink tea."

"Hey, He'er, benevolent." Song Qingyu took the teacup with moist eyes and took a sip, then put it down and immediately stuffed a big red envelope for Mint and helped Mint up with her own hands: "Good boy, get up quickly, you have finally become a member of my Zhan family. In the future, this kid bullies you, and my mother will help you deal with him!"

"Mom, how could I do? Don't sow discord." Zhan Yifan muttered dissatisfiedly.

Song Qingyu snorted coldly, how could a couple not be stumbling? Now that she said it well, she didn't believe that her son would not make her wife angry at all in the future.

Mint held back her laughter and looked comfortable.

Wang Yulin came up with the teacup again, Mint and Zhan Yifan took it and exchanged positions and knelt down again.

"Dad, drink tea." Mint held the tea cup in front of her father-in-law. Although she had no communication with this father-in-law, she could see through her mother-in-law that this father-in-law was also a good person and had no objection to her.

"Okay. From now on, I will live a good life with Yifan. Yifan has been tormented by her mother since she was a child, mostly for you." The father-in-law's voice was very small and the mother-in-law heard it. So Song Qingyu glared at her husband with dissatisfaction, and Zhan Yifan looked leisurely and happy: "Dad, it turns out that you know that I am your son."

"Go. Take the red envelope!" The mother-in-law seemed to touch the thinnest red envelope and threw it to Zhan Yifan, and Mint took the thickest one from her father-in-law.

Mint still held back her smile implicitly, but just gently agreed to her father-in-law's words: "Yes, I understand, Dad." Everyone's smiles came.

The traditional worship of the in-laws and people got on the bus, and the wedding car continued to drive towards the wedding destination.

The car winds forward and half an hour later arrived at the "Tianhu Resort" on the outskirts of the West District.

Tianhu Resort is the most profitable entertainment and leisure place in Yunhai City five years ago. There is an artificial lake here. You can raft and fish on the lake. It is surrounded by mountains. Sometimes it snows in winter and can skate on the lake. Of course, it must be guaranteed to have a thickness. The scenery here is charming, fresh and elegant, and there are theme hotels of various styles. But now it is no longer a glorious scenery. Not only is the poor management of corporate people, but also the huge pressure of competition in the same industry. The construction of various equipment in Tianhu Resort is relatively outdated and has not been updated for a long time, so the business is getting worse and worse. Now it has been acquired by Zhan Yifan and will start construction of the largest, latest and most luxurious Tianhu Happy City.

Why did the wedding be held here? Because this season is very beautiful. There is thick white snow on the top of the mountain, and the thick smoke covers the mountain stream. From a distance, it makes people feel ethereal, quiet and like a fairyland. The artificial lake has not yet frozen, Hu Shan is faint blue, and a few small boats are blocking the lake, which is a picturesque scenery.

At this time, Tianhu Resort had not started construction. Although the village was closed and closed, the environment was clean and leisurely and elegant because it was no longer welcoming guests. A month ago, Zhan Yifan decided to set the wedding place at Tianhu Resort, and all construction and groundbreaking plans were postponed.

Mint came here when she graduated from her senior year, but she came here to work in summer at that time, so she spent a whole summer vacation. At that time, this place was the hottest leisure place in Yunhai City, and she lived here that summer vacation. The memories of that summer vacation were very beautiful, busy but fulfilling, although it was also tired. Because she was not at Bo’s home, because of freedom, and because of her rare heavy money in her life, this place is also a very special place for Mint.

So, when Mint saw the scenery outside the window, she immediately sat up from Zhan Yifan's arms and looked at the scenery outside and exclaimed: "Tianhu Resort? Is our wedding here?"

Zhan Yifan picked up the mink-haired shawl on his seat and surrounded the mint from behind: "It seems you like this."

"Well. Ten years ago, I worked here for a summer vacation, which is a rare memory. But I heard that this place was acquired and demolished?"

Zhan Yifan was a little surprised by Mint’s past experience, and reached out to play with the veil behind her. I asked: “Have you worked here? How many jobs have you worked? The Bo family won’t give you living expenses, right? He started to suffer when he was only eighteen years old?”

Mint didn't expect that Zhan Yifan had more problems than himself. He took back his sight and returned to his original position and said lightly: "It's not that I don't give living expenses, but that's not much. I also want to train myself. I was rebellious at that time than now. On the one hand, I longed for freedom to escape from that home, and on the other hand, I came here just after I needed money. There were more than twenty jobs in total, including waiters, car washers, cashiers, and later written workers, tutors, etc."

Zhan Yifan's face became a little depressed, and Mint immediately reached out to rub his face: "Relax, relax! Actually, I didn't think so bad. If I had been spoiled and hadn't done anything, I might not be able to do the prosecutor's job well at all. And I think that suffering is not to add pain to life, but to add rich experience to your life. One day you will be grateful for all the sufferings you have experienced, because it was those sufferings that made you today."

Zhan Yifan reached out and held Mint's hand and pulled her into his arms. He said in a deepest and sincere voice and attitude: "Your life will begin a new chapter from today. In this chapter, there will be me who have been late for many years, my mother and father who have been looking for you for many years, and a new family. All suffering will be far away from you and will not be able to do it from now on."

Mint curled his lips slightly and smiled slightly, nodding: "Well, I believe you. It's strange, it's just believe." Believe Zhan Yifan's words, believe Zhan Yifan will not bully him, and believe Zhan Yifan will be the best person in this world to him.

Zhan Yifan looked at the vast scenery outside the window and made a promise: "The last wedding will be held here, ours." He lowered his head and faced Mint's smiling eyes, and he curled his lips and smiled warmly: "Then, I will build the largest happy city in Yunhai City under the names of the two of us."

Mint rolled her eyes in the groom's arms: "Box lunch box? Lunch box? You must be crazy! Can this name be called Happy City?" She just didn't want to come.

Zhan Yifan couldn't help but poke Mint's forehead: "Why didn't I find you so cute before? Can't you call him Heyi Happy City?"

He Yi? Mint touched the poked forehead and sighed in his heart. Don’t he think this name sounds strange?

The car stopped slowly, and Zhan Yifan suddenly whispered, "It's here." As soon as he finished speaking, the car door was opened. Mint tidied up his clothes and appearance, and repeatedly confirmed that others could not see that his lip makeup was damaged, so he nervously asked Zhan Yifan to hold hands and drill outside the car.

It just so happens that the weather is clear today. This year's Christmas is not like the coldness of the past. The warm sun in the sky is faintly filled with the clean smell of Qingshui. Even if you are wearing a thin wedding dress, you are wearing a white fur shawl and the groom holds her hand, and the mint doesn't feel cold.

When a group of reporters saw the luxury car wedding team led by Rolls-Royce, they stopped by the lake and rushed towards the side. Zhan Yifan held Mint's hand, Mint's bouquet, and a pair of newlyweds followed the staff of the wedding planning company to the lounge. But where would the reporters missed this opportunity? They rushed up to ask questions and took photos. Mint felt the lights shining at the eyes and unconsciously crawled into the groom's arms. The groom Zhan Yifan seemed to have sensed and held Mint's right hand with his right hand, and his left hand crossed from behind to protect her in her arms.

"Prosecutor Bo, what do you think about your marriage to the President of Zhan? Some people say it is a commercial rectification marriage. As a government official, what is your opinion?"

"Prosecutor Bo, is the economic crisis of Bo over?"

"Prosecutor Bo, what do you think about marrying into the Zhan family's super wealthy family and what impact will it have on your work?"

"President Zhan, will the Bo family and the Zhan family have any major joint cooperation projects in the future?"

"President Zhan..."

Mint looked up and Zhan Yifan, who had a somewhat indifferent expression, suddenly stopped. Since the reporters were all here, since Bo Guang also said that she would say something, if you can't avoid it, then just say it.

Zhan Yifan looked down at Mint, Mint nodded gently, and the two of them quickly exchanged their eyes. The reporters who were chasing them finally stopped seeing them, looking at them with breaths one by one, only looking forward to them being able to answer their questions one by one, and their faces were filled with excitement and expectation.

Mint smiled slightly at the camera: "Today is our wedding. First of all, thank you for your attention and concern. As for the business issues you mentioned about my Bo family and Zhan family, please forgive me. I am not clear about it. I am a government staff member and the family business never interferes, so naturally the reasons for this aspect will not involve my marriage. Thank you."

"Prosecutor Bo..." Some reporters were unwilling to let Mint go so perfunctorily, but before he could ask, Zhan Yifan reached out to stop the reporter's question, and said calmly: "My wife is a prosecutor, and I am a businessman. Everyone is merciful, merciless, and merciless. Although our union is not unrelated to the company, our attitude towards marriage is serious. Money can buy marriage, money can buy love, and money can even buy people in the world.

Love is warm and warm, but money cannot buy a person's heart. My heart for my wife and my heart for me is naturally money cannot be traded. Thank you for your concern. The media will not attend our wedding again. Thank you.” After saying that, Zhan Yifan signaled the bodyguards who had already arranged aside. The bodyguards immediately stepped forward to separate him from the media, turned around, Zhan Yifan hugged the mint and left quickly, so that Mint had no time to look around and arranged the wedding along the way.

Entering the lounge, Mint sat on the sofa with her butt, her palms flashed with wind and hoped that she could quickly reduce the heat in her body. Luo thought she had also successfully broken through and entered the lounge. Seeing that Zhan Yifan was still here, he immediately pushed him out: "Mr. Zhan, go out quickly, we want to make up the bride."

"I'll go out?"

"Yes. You go out to welcome the guests, and your aunt is working alone there." Luo thought he was anxious and sweating. He blamed the group of reporters for not driving them away, and he frequently took photos of the guests.

Zhan Yifan was pushed to the door by Luo thought. Zhan Yifan turned around and looked at Mint sitting on the sofa. Mint waved to him: "Go."

Zhan Yifan curled his lips and said, "I... am waiting for you on that end." The other end of the red carpet.

Mint smiled and nodded clearly. With a loud "touching" sound, Zhan Yifan was finally locked outside the door.

Luo thought he had attracted the makeup artist who came in with him. The makeup artist glanced at the mint lips and smiled slightly: "Mr. Zhan has made all your makeup..."

Mint was secretly surprised. Can you tell me that? Mint's face turned red again when stared at by the makeup artist.

Luo thought he was squatting down beside Mint and asked curiously: "Is there too much blush? Why is her face so red?"

The makeup artist paused her hand and she didn't even have a blush, okay?

Mint glared at Luo with anger and thought: "I saw that you blushed on your forehead!"

Luo thought he touched his pink forehead depressedly: "It's not that someone's chin and face are too hard, like a stone, pervert..."

"What are you muttering?" Mint didn't hear it clearly, but it seemed that he could vaguely hear the word "pervert"?

For some reason, Luo thought that he didn't want to tell Mint about the powerful pervert at this time, so he just shook his head: "No, it's okay..." Why? She was also confused in her heart, is it because Mint didn't want to complain about this matter when she got married today? Or did she think she could solve it? Or... she didn't want to tell Mint about this "rotten peach blossom" at all? She didn't want to develop a bad peach blossom, so naturally there is no need to tell it, just solve it quietly.

Mint was confused. Is it okay? But at this moment she really didn't have the time to ask. She thought she didn't know what the scene was outside the wedding venue, or even what the arrangement of the wedding scene looked like. She gradually became a little nervous. As for the makeup and clothes were tidy up, the makeup artist and the hairstylist came out, and Mint was still sitting on the sofa with stiff body.
To be continued...