Luo Qingcheng is 1.65 meters tall and wears high heels from a bridal shop. Standing next to Luo Youting, she is not much shorter than him.
At first glance, they look like a beautiful couple.
Extremely bright and surprisingly well-matched.
Jian Si's eyes stung, her chest felt sore from the congestion, she felt like she couldn't breathe, and she wanted to escape from here immediately.
She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, her suppressed feelings would break out of her control.
"I……"
When she was about to find a reason to leave, Luo Qingcheng seemed to have discovered her intention and said with a smile: "Professor Jian, hurry up and try on the bridesmaid dresses. I have selected several for you."
The bridesmaid to the current husband's current wife.
I'm afraid no woman in the world can do it.
Including her.
"I'm sorry, I can't be your bridesmaid! The bridesmaid must be an unmarried girl. Not only am I divorced, I also have three children. The implication is not good and I'm afraid it will affect your future marriage."
Luo Qingcheng covered her mouth and chuckled: "Professor Jian, why do you still believe this! This is superstition!"
As he spoke, he rested his head on Lu Youting's shoulder, his face filled with happiness.
"I believe in my relationship with Brother Lu, we will definitely be happy and grow old together."
Lu Youting, who had always avoided women like a snake or a scorpion, did not avoid her for the first time and allowed her to rest her head on his shoulder.
Jian Si's eyes were covered with a layer of moisture, the air around him gradually became thinner, and the feeling of suffocation became heavier and heavier.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her tumbling emotions, and barely maintained her facial expression.
"I'd rather believe it or not! If you have no friends here and really can't find a bridesmaid, I can introduce my bestie to you. But I... I'm sorry, I can't do it."
After saying that, he ignored their attempts to stay and walked out of the bridal shop without looking back.
The moment she stepped out of the bridal shop, she originally thought her breathing would be much easier, but her chest became more and more clogged, and her heart seemed to be pinched hard by a hand, making her unable to breathe.
Just when she thought she would suffocate to death, her wrists were grabbed.
Then, the cold face was held by a pair of warm hands.
"You look so ugly, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
It turned out to be today's leading actor Luk Youting.
The moment she saw him, Jian Si's suppressed tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, falling one by one like broken pearls.
Lu Youting was heartbroken and wiped away her tears with his thumb.
"Since you like me, why did you push me to others? What happened in the past is in the past. Can we start over?"
His tone was almost pleading.
Looking at his affectionate eyes, Jian Si's mind started to heat up, and she almost wanted to ignore it, follow her heart and agree to be with him.
As soon as the words came to his lips, he looked through the glass door and saw Luo Qingcheng standing inside with a look of despair on his face, and he immediately sobered up.
"Your bride is still waiting for you in the bridal shop, hurry up and go in!"
After saying that, he took his hand away mercilessly, stopped a taxi at the door and left.
The moment the taxi started to move, she couldn't help but hide her face in pain.
Tears flowed from between my fingers.
When the taxi driver saw her crying so sadly, he didn't want to speak, but after driving for a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Miss, where are you going?"
"Longjingwan!"
When I got home, there was no one.
Jian Si locked herself in the room and licked her wounds alone.
As the wedding day approached, Jian Si became more and more depressed and lost a lot of weight.
Since the last time we said goodbye in front of the bridal shop, Lu Youting never came to see Jian Si alone again. Every time they met, he was with Luo Qingcheng.
"This is my invitation and wedding candy. You must come early when the time comes!"
Luo Qingcheng happily handed out invitations in the department.
The invitation contained a wedding photo of her and Luk Youting. In the photo, Luo Qingcheng hugged Lu Youting's neck affectionately, Luo Youting placed his big hands on her slender waist, and the two stared at each other affectionately.
Jian Si's hand holding the mouse suddenly tightened.
This is how to restrain the heart-crushing pain.
Lin Xinyu, who had always been jealous of Jian Si, was in a good mood after receiving the invitation. She opened a candy and put it in her mouth, deliberately saying: "Candy is so sweet, it must be expensive, right?"
Luo Qingcheng's face was full of shyness.
"I don't know, these were purchased by Lu Youting, I am only responsible for distributing them."
Purchasing it yourself?
These four words are like magic sounds, swirling in my mind and lingering.
The last time she and Luk Youting got married, she purchased everything, including the wedding venue, emcee, and site decorations, but he was the only one who came out.
wrong.
No one came out.
She also regretted her marriage halfway.
Married to Luo Qingcheng, but did everything by herself.
Jian Si's whole body seemed to be soaked in a vinegar vat, sour and bubbling.
Seeing her embarrassment and her eyes unable to hide her emotions, Lin Xinyu felt even more comfortable.
"Oh, Mr. Lu really loves you. I have been here for so long, and I have never seen Mr. Lu treat anyone so well. Not even my master, Mr. Lu's former fiancée, has ever been treated like this. It seems that Mr. Lu really loves you.
I like you very much!"
"Really?" Luo Qingcheng's little face flushed with embarrassment, and she said sweetly: "I also think he is very good to me and relies on me for everything!"
When that small appearance fell into Jian Si's eyes, his heart seemed to be grasped by something, and bursts of sourness flowed out of it and reached the blood.
Lin Xinyu seemed to think that the stimulation was not enough, and said: "I really envy you. Mr. Lu has money, status, and such good looks. He is simply the dream lover of all the women in our country Z. There are so many women.
I wanted to marry him, but I didn’t expect that you would win over me in the end. Do you have any secrets? Just teach me two tricks."
Luo Qingcheng held her hot cheeks in her hands and said sheepishly: "He said that he likes my personality and it is easy for him to stay with me."
Jian Si felt a surge of bitterness in her heart.
Lin Xinyu glanced at Jian Si, lowered her voice, and asked in a low voice: "Let me ask you something, you and Mr. Lu... uh... what happened?"
Jian Si's face suddenly turned pale.
She knew she should get out of here quickly.
But his hands and feet were out of control, unable to move apart.
The conversation between Lin Xinyu and Luo Qingcheng was like the wind, pouring it into her ears, making it impossible for her to avoid it.
"This...um...I...he..." Luo Qingcheng lowered her head, her little face was like a boiled shrimp, red and dripping with blood. She hesitated for a long time, but she was too embarrassed to speak.
The more she tried to cover up, the more everyone felt that what was supposed to happen between her and Luk Youting had happened.
Jian Si felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was so stupid that his body felt as if he had been immersed in cold water, freezing to the bone, and the blood on his face had completely faded.
The more pain she showed, the more Lin Xinyu felt the pleasure of revenge.
He also became more courageous.
"Isn't Mr. Lu very powerful?"
His questions became more and more explicit and bold.
There was a buzzing in Jian Si's ears, like countless bees flying, which made her dizzy and nauseated.