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Chapter 922

This wedding dress was customized by Mo Fan at a huge amount of money. He compared several of them in private, which was very attentive.

I have never been in love, but I have made the best sense of ritual just because he loves her.

Mo Fan paced back and forth in the living room, occasionally sitting on the sofa for a while. He had a slender figure, clear eyebrows and eyes, elegant and quiet, and a gentle smile on the corners of his lips.

He was looking forward to his beloved coming out in a wedding dress.

When something was heard, he turned his eyes and quickly got up from the sofa.

Jiamei was wearing a wedding dress and came into view, like a princess walking out of a stage play, so beautiful that she was stunning.

Jiamei's eyes were shining, delicate and gentle, with a little playful look, and walked towards Mo Fan with her skirt, "Are you beautiful?"

More than just beautiful!

It simply blinded Mo Fan's eyes!

Amazed him, and his smiling eyes never moved away for a second

The perfect chest design shows the natural body curves, and the layers of floating yarn perfectly cover up the sexy, making the wedding dress feel decent.

The highlights at the waist are very soft, and the fluffy skirt is elegant and rich but not vulgar.

The upper body effect is even better than Mo Fan imagined. He was very satisfied, "Is it comfortable to wear? Will it be too slim?"

Jiamei shook her head happily, "Everything is OK."

Mo Fan just looked at her like this, fascinated by her, and was stunned.

With him, time seemed to be still.

Mo Fan was so affectionate that he couldn't take his gaze away. Jiamei's beautiful cheeks were dyed with a hint of flushing, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised and she was shy in her playfulness.

She is actually going to get married, like a dream.

"It's as beautiful as a princess." Mo Fan took two steps forward, reached out to hold her shoulder, and couldn't help but drop a deep kiss on her forehead. He ignored the occasion and couldn't help but feel indifferent.

She tidied her hair in public and said gently, "You must be the most beautiful bride in the world tomorrow."

A strong sense of happiness surrounded Han Jiamei. She raised her eyes, and her shiny eyes were full of love.

They said that this is a love affair that never breaks up... They will work hard to be as tolerant as possible.

Soon, another car parked in the yard.

Everyone looked out the window after hearing the sound, and Mo Fan told them, "Someone came to give the ring."

Just as Han Xiangyang went downstairs, there were several strangers standing in the living room. His daughter had already put on a wedding dress, which became the biggest highlight. Everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles and they were communicating in a low voice.

He saw many small boxes on the coffee table, and only after he went downstairs did he realize that it was a pair of wedding rings.

"Everything is so beautiful." Jiamei bent down and chose carefully. The two of them were together, which were symbols of happiness.

Someone smiled and introduced, "Ms. Han, these are the latest models in our store. Mr. Mo is afraid that you will work hard, so he specially asked us to deliver them to you for your choice."

"It's so beautiful if you have difficulty choosing!" Han Jiamei said her mentally and looked at the rings again and again.

Mo Fan blurted out, "Then I bought it all." He never could not bear to spend money.

Is he so bold? Jiamei suddenly turned her eyes and glanced at him.

At this time, a staff member smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Mo, the wedding ring is not like other things. I only recommend that you buy a pair. After all,... you don't plan to divorce again.

If you remarry, you won’t need to buy too much.”

The meaning is so obvious that everyone understands it.

At this time, Peiying also said, "It is still necessary to be a bit particular about getting married. Jiamei, please pick a couple quickly."

A little embarrassment.

"Ahem!" Han Jiamei cleared her throat, inserted her hands into her waist, glanced around all the open boxes on the coffee table, and then pointed, "That's right!"

"Okay, Miss Han." The staff happily put away the other boxes, "Miss Han has such a good vision, I wish you a happy wedding."
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