âAre you hiding something from me?â Bei Qingqing asked nosily.
Ding Dong suddenly became nervous and immediately said, âAiya, itâs hard to say over the phone. Iâll tell you when we get to school.â
Bei Qingqing smiled and agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Bei Qingqing stretched herself. Then, she gently took off Chen Jiazhiâs hands that were hugging her.
However, Chen Jiazhi hugged her so tightly that she could not move them at all.
âBy the way, letâs go look at the wedding dress today. I had a custom-made wedding dress last time, and it has been completed in these two days. Letâs try to see if it fits. If it doesnât fit, we can change it before the wedding date,â Chen Jiazhi said lazily.
âWedding dress?â Bei Qingqing asked, puzzled.
âIs it weird to wear a wedding dress?â Chen Jiazhi asked, amused.
Bei Qingqing shook her head. It was only then that she realized that Chen Jiazhi was lying when he said he was not going to get married.
He probably said it in a moment of anger, just like her.
Otherwise, why would he let people continue to prepare the wedding dress?
Bei Qingqing felt sweet in his heart. She could not help but kiss Chen Jiazhi on the forehead.
âOkay, get up soon.â Bei Qingqing urged him. Chen Jiazhi reluctantly let go of his hand and slowly got up.
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After a brief tidying up, the two of them went into the shop.
This shop not only made wedding dresses but also custom-made high-class gowns and some clothes rental services.
Chen Jiazhi led Bei Qingqing into the shop. The shop assistant recognized him at a glance as their big benefactor.
She immediately greeted him warmly.
âMr. Chen, the wedding gown you custom-made has been completed. Madam can try it on today,â the shop assistant said warmly and then welcomed the two inside.
After entering, Bei Qingqing realized that Lu Yao was also in the shop. She could not help but feel a little embarrassed. However, Chen Jiazhi seemed to have not seen her and was talking to Bei Qingqing.
âGo and try it on. I canât wait to see how you look in this wedding dress.â Chen Jiazhi handed the custom-made wedding dress to Bei Qingqing.
Looking at the glittering and gorgeous design, Bei Qingqing knew that this wedding dress must be very expensive.
On the other side, Lu Yao did not expect to meet Chen Jiazhi and Bei Qingqing here.
She was actually here to accompany her best friend, Li Wen, to order a dress. Li Wen was an international supermodel. Whether it was her looks or her figure, they were both very perfect.
âThis is Bei Qingqing who stole your sweetheart?â After seeing Chen Jiazhi, Li Wen guessed her identity.
Lu Yao nodded in disappointment.
âI thought she was a little vixen. I didnât expect her to be such an ordinary woman. How could she be better than you!â Li Wen said on behalf of Lu Yao.
âForget it, donât say anymore. It wonât be good if brother Jiazhi hears it.â Lu Yao said, which made Li Wen even angrier.
When Bei Qingqing was trying on the wedding dress in the fitting room, she deliberately walked over.
âWhatâs going on? Can just about anyone come here to make custom dresses? Has this shop become so low-class now?â Li Wen looked at Bei Qingqing, who was tidying up the wedding dress, and said disdainfully.
Bei Qingqing was confused. She looked around to confirm that this woman was talking about her.
âWhat are you looking at? Iâm talking about you. Do you think youâre so amazing now that youâve married a rich man? I donât even think itâs classy to buy things in the same shop with someone like you,â Li Wen said unhappily.