In an uproar, Ethel, the store manager, emerged from the crowd.

Her beautiful face had a smile that made people feel at home. She personally opened the thick and gorgeous glass door for the visitors, bowed and thanked: "Mr. Li, Mrs. Li, welcome to the shop to refer to the wedding dress."

Strictly speaking, Yin Mo is currently only Li Yuntang's fiancée, so it's too early to call Mrs. Li.

But this simple title made Yin Mo smile charmingly and brightly. His eyes glimpsed at Yan Xiaye, who was lowering his eyes and silently, and curled the corners of his lips in a victorious posture: "I am worthy of being the manager of the store.

, speaking is to know how to please people. Okay, take me to see what high-end products you have. Remember, don’t use those bad styles to coax me. I want original designs and the best ones.”

"Yes, Mrs. Li, please give me your order." Ethel respectfully led Yin Mo and Li Yuntang forward. When he saw Yan Xiaye and Xiao Yunduo following him, he was stunned. He didn't know how to treat these two people.

good.

As an elite in the fashion circle, she often browses news about celebrities at home and abroad. Of course, she knows that Li Yuntang has never been married, but judging from the appearance of that young master, she is definitely Li Yuntang's biological son.

As for the hot searches a few days before the summer night, my identity is obvious.

These four people appeared together in the wedding shop. No matter how they thought, they were weird, and they were at a loss.

"Yuntang, this is our wedding. You have to choose the dress with me."

Seeing Li Yuntang stop tiredly, a trace of gloom flashed through Yin Mo's eyes quickly, and he held the man's arm like announcing his ownership. He raised his beautiful face and smiled at his fiancé: "Although I said I want Miss Yan to come."

Help, but no matter how she said that she was a guest, she was feeling uncomfortable, so I couldn't help but take her to accompany me. Why don't we pick all the ones we like first, and then let Miss Yan choose the most suitable me from them.

Yes, Miss Yan, what do you think?"

"Hmm?" Yan Xiaye raised his eyes unexpectedly, quietly pursed his lower lip, quickly glanced at the tall and handsome figure of the man, endured the discomfort in his heart, and nodded gently.

She has always been not good at dealing with Yin Mo, and Yin Baiyan is her teacher.

Due to the sensibility, even if Yin Mo makes unreasonable requests, she has to consider it carefully. It is of course much more comfortable to be able to stay at this time than to stay by Yin Mo.

Yin Mo blinked with ulterior motives, stared at the man's cold and indifferent expression, and said considerately: "Look, Miss Yan agrees, let's choose quickly, don't let Miss Yan wait for a long time, she hasn't had dinner yet

Woolen cloth."

Li Yuntang nodded slightly.

He was dispensable with Yin Mo, his fiancée, so he was dismissive of her requests, but for Yin Baiyan's sake, he would not embarrass her in front of outsiders.

After taking a few steps with his long legs, his tall figure paused casually, and glanced back at Yan Xiaye's thin and slender silhouette.

The lights made the cabinet look dazzling and dazzling. The boy Yunduo held Yan Xiaye's hand affectionately, pointed at one of the wedding dresses and said something to her.

Because the distance was a little far, he didn't hear the specific content. He only saw Yan Xiaye gently raise a faint smile, as if he was helpless in dealing with the little guy. He nodded helplessly.

"Yuntang, Ethel said that the ones placed outside are all Volkswagen models, so let's go directly to the third floor."

Yin Mo's happy voice came from his ears, looking at the countless dresses on both sides of the road in a daze, fantasizing about wearing them and standing beside Li Yuntang.

Li Yuntang withdrew his gaze and inadvertently saw the unconcealed happiness and joy in the woman's eyes.

This made him a little incomprehensible. Yin Mo was not a stupid woman. She knew very well that his marriage with her was just a way to fulfill his promises and had nothing to do with love.

In this case, she can still smile so sincerely... Does she love him very much?

So, what is the reason why she loves him?

Is it this face, identity, reputation, status?

Or, he himself?

A few thoughts flashed out in his mind in an instant, and Li Yuntang pondered for a moment without moving his eyebrows and decisively denied the last possibility.

Yin Mo probably knows him less than Xia Ye.

Therefore, even if she loves him, it is just an illusion named Li Yuntang.

Just like this upcoming marriage, there is nothing more than gold and jade than gold.

...

On the other hand, Yan Xiaye tried his best to ignore the loneliness and loneliness in his heart. He followed Xiao Yunduo to see the beautiful wedding dresses one by one, one of which was very similar to the one she wore five years ago.

Mrs. Li is still very famous. Due to this, there have been designers employed in the store who are not far away. Seeing Yan Xiaye, he looked at the wedding dress with a rare glance and hurried forward to introduce.

: "Sorry, this item is not a sale, and the owner of the wedding dress will not be able to take care of it. It was handed over to us for custody a few years ago."

Yan Xiaye nodded thoughtfully, with a faint premonition that made her stop asking.

On the contrary, the little Yunduo, who was following her, blinked her big eyes and didn't understand it. She stood on tiptoe and looked at the shining dress under the light. She felt that this must be very compatible with Yanyan. She asked curiously: "What does it mean to keep it on your behalf."

, Can't Yanyan give it a try?"

"Sorry, the ownership of the things kept on our behalf is not with us. Without the consent of the original owner, there is no way to try it on without authorization."

The female designer smiled bitterly. Although she was just a child, once she had something to do with Li Yuntang, her status would rise with the rise, and no one could be allowed to be despised and neglected.

"That's it... I also want to buy a similar set for Yanyan. Why not do it exactly the same thing as this?"

He pouted with regret. The little guy was still standing in front of the wedding dress and refused to leave. He saw the famous brands hanging under the wedding dress, with a few very familiar names vaguely written on it...

"Hey? This wedding dress belongs to Brother Beicheng!" The big watery eyes suddenly opened wide. Yunduo didn't realize what this meant, but said in shock: "Brother Beicheng is a man, why does he have a wedding dress? Could it be him?

Keep it secretly?”

As soon as this was said, the female designer coughed, and her shoulders were trembling with laughter.

Although Li Beicheng's status is not as good as Li Yuntang, he also plays an important position in Jianghai. Perhaps the only one who dares to joke about him like this is probably the only young prince of the Li family.

"Uh..." Yan Xiaye held his forehead with laughter and tears, probably understanding the origin of this wedding dress in his heart.

Sometimes she really didn't understand what Li Beicheng was thinking. She sent her to prison for five years for Yan Shuirou, but she allowed the wedding dress she had worn to enjoy five years of noble treatment in this magnificent place.

If the Li family had not short of money for buying a wedding dress, she would have thought that this was Li Beicheng's thrift and was preparing to use this wedding dress to remarry Yan Shuirou.

Ignoring the strangeness that flashed through my heart, she poured dirty water on Li Beicheng indifferently, and agreed with the little guy very calmly: "Probably so."

Xiao Yunduo was silent, thinking about Li Beicheng's tall body and putting on this soft and gorgeous wedding dress. He just imagined that it was all kinds of eye-catching, and he felt that Yanyan divorced quickly was definitely the wisest choice.

The designer was even more silenced. He never expected that Yan Xiaye would agree. He took advantage of the big and small smile in front of him and cleverly changed the topic: "Madam Li, if it is convenient, you can reveal Yin Mo.

What do you like about the lady?”

Generally speaking, when choosing a wedding dress, bride-to-be must have several best friends accompany you in addition to the future groom.

If Yan Xiaye and Yin Mo were friends, then she would be able to explain it as she appeared in the wedding shop.

Fearing that rash inquiries would make the distinguished customer unhappy, the designer quickly added: "Actually we were all surprised. I thought Ms. Yin Mo would definitely choose a foreign designer to design and customize it. I didn't expect that there would be such an opportunity.

We are very important. Please reveal your preferences a little, just a little bit."

Yan Xiaye closed her eyes. For a moment, she suddenly thought of the dress Li Yuntang once gave her.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of Feise's lips, and she replied softly: "I don't know much about what Yin Mo likes. Maybe the length is better, the style is not too complicated, the kind is generous and dignified."

"Okay, thank you for your advice."

The designer, as if Wen Tianlai, assigned another lady to stroll with Yan Xiaye, while I hurried to the third floor.

Yan Xiaye silently stared at her back, and her butterfly-like eyelashes quietly hung down, covering the heart that had passed away in her eyes.

Since thinking that Li Beicheng and that wedding dress have something to tell, Xiao Yunduo completely hated similar styles and pointed to another gorgeous wedding dress next door and said, "Is this one also kept for custody?"

"No, do you need me to help you remove it?"

"Well, wait." After carefully examining the wedding dress in front of him, Xiao Yunduo pulled the hem of Layan Xia Ye's clothes and asked, "Yanyan, what do you think of this one?"

Yan Xiaye came to his senses and didn't realize the little guy's thoughts about her, "Just like it."

She knew that children prefer dress-up games. She would secretly wear her mother's clothes at such a young age.

Looking back now, I feel really strange...

"Okay, then decide this is it."

Ask the clerk to take off the dress, Xiao Yunduo happily pulled Yan Xiaye to the locker room, sat on the sofa, shaking his calves and waiting happily.

Very good. As written in the novel, as long as Yanyan wears his wedding dress, he will be his wife in the future!

He swore that he would not repeat the mistakes of Brother Beicheng, and would work hard to be very good at Yanyan, and would never make her sad again, otherwise he would also feel depressed.
Chapter completed!