The days passed by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the wedding of Zuo Chuanyan and Su Qingchen.
Su Qingchen was pregnant with her child, and the wedding was rushed. Everything was kept simple. They just invited some relatives and friends, and their well-known friends Qin Muyuan and Tong Yao were naturally present!
Two people going out at the same time...this kind of thing always feels a bit far away!
Since that night, strictly speaking: they have not spoken a few words! In some peaceful way, the Cold War that everyone knows well is maintained...
"Would you like purple or yellow?" Backstage at the wedding, Shi Ting gestured with the bridesmaid's dress in her hand, her face full of distress. When she saw Tong Yao coming over, she immediately dropped the question, "Tong Yao, what do you think?"
They are also women, and women always need the opinions of their peers!
"This..." She just broke free from Qin Muyuan's arm, trotted over with a delighted smile, and helped Shi Ting compare, "Well... I think the purple one is better!"
"Purple?" Shi Ting took out the purple one and took a look at it doubtfully. She happened to see Qin Muyuan not far away, and immediately waved to him carelessly, "Brother, which color do you think is more beautiful?"
A crisp voice called Qin Muyuan over
Tong Yao was a little embarrassed, pulled Shi Ting's arm and whispered: "This is a girl's vision, what's the use of asking him..."
"Women's clothes are meant for men to see!" Shi Ting didn't notice the clues between them, and was still laughing carelessly, "Ask my brother's taste, maybe I can meet my own if I wear the right color.
It’s spring!”
"Purple" Qin Muyuan walked over, glanced at it, and gave his opinion calmly, "Purple is more elegant."
What Lao Si lacks most... is elegance, and this color can just make up for it!
Of course, you can't say this.
"You and your wife really have a good understanding of each other!" Shi Ting joked, comparing her purple clothes with each other, "I asked Tong Yao just now, and she also said that the purple ones look good!"
Qin Muyuan just smiled and said nothing, but Tong Yao's face was filled with embarrassment, and his face turned red to the base of his neck.
"Purple purple..." Shi Ting murmured. Just as she was about to go in and change clothes, Tong Yao suddenly stopped her.
"Wait!" She lowered her head, clenched her fists, and did not dare to look back at Qin Muyuan. She pursed her lips hesitantly, and suddenly murmured and changed her words, "I think yellow still looks good..."
"Hey, you just said purple?" Shi Ting was confused and picked up the yellow one again to compare. Being careless, she always felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange...
"Yellow is more tender and more energetic." Tong Yao smiled awkwardly, for no reason, she just didn't want to choose the same color as Qin Muyuan!
"That's right..." Shi Ting murmured to herself, carrying two dresses and falling into tangle again
She hesitated for a long time, then suddenly raised her head again, her eyes wandering back and forth between the two of them for a few times, and suddenly she felt - there was something strange between them! It was indescribably strange!
This "weirdness" seems to be related to her skirt, but it doesn't seem to be related to her skirt...
"Go in and change clothes first." Qin Muyuan smiled lightly, interrupted Shi Ting's contemplation, and urged, "Let Qingchen accompany you to pick out your clothes later. She is the bride, so your dresses should match."
"Well" this suggestion is so pertinent!
Shi Ting nodded repeatedly, then quickly ran into the inner room with her dress...
The two of them were left standing there, and the atmosphere suddenly became depressing and awkward.
Two people who had "not spoken for a long time", after experiencing the "color" incident just now, the contradictions in the Cold War seemed to be a bit more acute, and the unhappiness in each other's hearts became even more intense.
"Let's talk?" After a long time, Qin Muyuan sighed softly and took the initiative to break the silence.
"...No," Tong Yao flatly refused, lowered his head, turned around, and walked past him, leaving only a faint sentence, "There is nothing to talk about between us."
For the sake of that child, for her humble request... there really was nothing to talk about between them!
The more she talked, the humbler she felt!
She was just like the kind of woman out there, trying her best to get one of Qin Muyuan's children...
Qin Muyuan's brows tightened, and he watched her thin back leave, but did not catch up with her. He just stood quietly for a long time before sighing, inserting his fair fingers into his bag, and pretending to leave easily...
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The wedding banquet was more lively than the usual banquets. Even though the number of participants was reduced, it still welcomed many business celebrities. Of course, many of them came for "Mr. Qin", forcing Qin Muyuan to go out to socialize frequently.
"What's going on with you and brother recently?" Taking advantage of the emptiness, Ji Zhengyu came over with a glass of wine and sat directly at Qin Muyuan's seat.
"What...cough cough cough!" Such a direct question shocked Tong Yao, causing her to accidentally choke on her saliva and cough violently.
"Hey, don't get excited, I'm just asking..." Ji Zhengyu patted her back kindly and murmured his doubts, "We all saw what Shi Ting told me about the dress just now.
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Indeed, this detail amplified the cold war between them...
"...It's nothing." Tong Yao's face was obviously unnatural, he pursed his lips and shook his head, "It's really nothing."
"Then..." Ji Zhengyu deliberately lengthened his voice and pointed in the direction of Qin Muyuan, meaningfully, "Then this is nothing?"