My Little Sweet Wife Chapter 228 - Taking Wedding Photo And Choosing Wedding Dress I

Chapter 228 - Taking Wedding Photo And Choosing Wedding Dress I

Zhou Shufen's face instantly stiffened. Her eyes that were as beautiful as the moon, stared at Jiang Ruolan in astonishment. She was the one who had such a glib tongue, yet at this moment, she was unable to retort to Jiang Ruolan's words.

What Jiang Ruolan said was right. No matter how much of the past she had with Xian Zihao, Jiang Ruolan was his wife at this very moment.

Zhou Shufen pursed her lips, not showing any sign of helplessness in front of Xian Zihao. She only looked at Jiang Ruolan's face in disbelief.

Jiang Rulan looked at her expressionlessly. If they hadn't been educated well, both of them would have already started a fight. When Little Fishie reached out her small hand to push her mother's leg, Xian Zihao immediately pulled Jiang Ruolan to his embrace again. "Ruolan, let's go back first. Can we go back first?"

His voice was almost gentle as he coaxed her. He looked at her patiently with a frown on his face.

Xian Zihao really didn't want her to make a move on Zhou Shufen in front of Xiaoyi, right?

Of course, Jiang Ruolan did not intend to pull her arm away from Xian Zihao's grip. Like what she said to Jiang Guanyu before, everyone has been educated for over a decade, and they will behave according to how they were being educated. Now, it's the same.

Zhou Shufen's gaze was on Xian Zihao's arm. She stood still on the spot, looking at him silently.

Jiang Ruolan suddenly smiled and looked at Xian Zihao. "Zihao, will you continue cherishing the past relationship that has become a memory?"

Xian Zihao looked at her intensely. "No."

His answer was so firm.

Xian Zihao pushed Jiang Ruolan to her car. After returning to the Greenville Residence, Xian Zihao coaxed her for a night and held her tightly.

Jiang Ruolan knew that Senior Zhou was a guest at H City and knew that once he called Xian Zihao for help, he (Xian Zihao) could not refuse it. The call was made so direct that no one can decide whether it was for personal purposes or not.

Even though she knew nothing could have happened between Xian Zihao and Zhou Shufen, she still couldn't get over it.

They didn't sleep until four in the morning. Jiang Ruolan's mind was a little dazed. She vaguely got up and wanted to go to the balcony to get some air, but she was stopped by Xian Zihao.

"The weather is cold, your immune system is too weak, you will have a fever."

Jiang Ruolan smiled. She had been alone for over twenty years, and even though she had the flu many times, she still would not die. How could she allow herself to continue being coquettish in his arms?

At the very least, she would never let herself be the second Zhou Shufen.

Although she had been brooding over it all night, Jiang Ruolan was not someone who would stay mad because of one thing.

The next day was the weekend, and Zhan An and Xian Guiying would come over to choose the wedding dress with them. When the sun rose as usual in the morning, Jiang Ruolan would stand by the window and watch the sunrise.

Greenville Residence was located in an exceptional environment. Although there were many tall buildings in the city and it was very difficult for someone to watch the sunset, but for the residents of Greenville Residence, one only had to open the door and look to the west, which allowed them to see the full view of the sunset in the evening. Across the window, there was the east, where the sunrise can also be fully seen.

It was December, eight or nine days before their wedding.

Jiang Ruolan poured a gla.s.s of water and sat by the window, watching the sunrise. The water was very hot, and her hands ached from the heat. Just as she was considering putting the gla.s.s aside, Xian Zihao walked over and took the gla.s.s from her.

At the same time, his hand was half-wrapped around her waist, and his gaze was locked on her. His arm that was wrapped around her waist was firm and powerful.

Jiang Ruolan leaned on him, listening to his steady heartbeat, and suddenly raised her head to look at him, "Zihao, we will always be together, right?"

Xian Zihao put down the gla.s.s of water and hugged her tightly. "We will."

"About Zhou Shufen …"

"I have nothing to do with her."

"But what about Xiaoyi?"

"If Xiaoyi was really my daughter, do you think I'd let my daughter live outside?"

In fact, how could she not understand this?

"Will there be a next time?"

"Nope."

****

The next morning, Jiang Ruolan woke up from her nightmare. She dreamed that she had been forced to a dead end, that someone was holding her neck with a knife. Blood was flowing down her neck little by little.

As Jiang Ruolan opened her eyes, she saw Xian Guiying sitting on the bed, holding a tape and measuring her neck and collarbone.

Jiang Ruolan's mouth twitched as she sat up on the bed. "What are you doing?"

"Sister-in-law, didn't you promise me that today you will try on your wedding dress? My brother said that the wedding dress and jewelry design had already been decided. I am quite knowledgeable about jewelry and would like to measure the thickness of your neck. If I were planning my first necklace in the future, I would probably use you as my model." As Xian Guiying spoke, she wrote down the measurements on a piece of paper and glanced at the time. "It's almost noon. Why are you awake now?"

Jiang Ruolan watched the sunrise before she fell asleep. She looked at the clock and saw it was already 9 AM. Before she fell asleep, she remembered Xian Zihao mentioned that she had an appointment with the wedding dress designer at 10:30 AM.

Jiang Ruolan stood up hurriedly, but as soon as she did so, she felt her head spin and there was a throbbing pain in her stomach.

"What's wrong?" Xian Guiying quickly went to support her.

Jiang Ruolan sat on the bed and shook her head. "It's nothing. Maybe it's because I got up in a hurry, that's why my head was dizzy."

"Then sit down for a while, I'll call my brother."

"There's no need, I'm fine now." Jiang Ruolan got up again and lowered her hand to rub her stomach. She felt like there's nothing wrong, but when she suddenly glanced at Xian Guiying's loose clothes, she immediately remembered that she was still feeling a little nauseous in these few days, but it wasn't too obvious.

Jiang Ruolan continued rubbing her stomach, thought that she needed to go to the hospital to have a check-up.

Their pre-wedding photos were taken in the afternoon. Jiang Ruolan was a little embarra.s.sed, but Xian Zihao seemed like he was used to this. Every time the photo was taken, his smile and expression were very natural. It was hard to tell whether he was acting as recommended by the photographer or not. The photographer had indeed been correcting Jiang Ruolan's posture.

"Come, bride, please tilt your head to the left. Come closer ~"

"Right, smile even sweeter …"

"Don't be so stiff, bride. Come, hug, and stick together. Right, that's right!"

"This way, don't move, don't move …"

Jiang Ruolan's body was stiff. Xian Zihao suddenly bent down and whispered into her ear, "Wife, smile a little ~"

Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment as she felt his hand scratched her waist lightly, causing her to burst into laughter. Originally, she was on the verge of death, but now, she couldn't even hold back her laughter anymore.

Jiang Ruolan raised her eyes to glare at Xian Zihao, "Why are you tickling me?"

Instead of answering, Xian Zihao suddenly bent his head and kissed her on the lips. Jiang Ruolan was stunned again, but then the flash of light flickered one after another.

"Good! Good! It was too perfect! The groom was revealing his true feelings! It's both natural and perfect!"

In front of so many people, any person would feel embarra.s.sed if they showed their PDA. Furthermore, Xian Guiying, who was holding hands with Zhan An was laughing at Jiang Ruolan.

Jiang Ruolan secretly poked at Xian Zihao's chest with force. Xian Zihao's usually calm face was br.i.m.m.i.n.g with smiles as he held her hand and hugged her waist tightly. He then whispered into her ear, "Are you tired? It's almost over. This is a necessary process in life."

"Why does it look like you are used to this?" Jiang Ruolan muttered in a low voice.

Xian Zihao chuckled. "I have no experience in taking wedding photos, but you little media people usually do. It's just that you don't dare to release your photos due to the PR department of the company beating up individual media outlets. Do you think I'm the only one who gets shot?"

"Taking a wedding photo and kissing publicly? Bro, how come I didn't know you had this side too?" Xian Guiying muttered to herself while pa.s.sing them two bottles of mineral water.