She is a drama queen, and the male protagonist of Jue He knelt down to beg to have a child.

Chapter 29 Choosing a Wedding Dress

She didn't say anything, and Jiang Qingqian deliberately didn't ask further. The opportunity was before her, and it didn't matter whether she took it or not.

Jiang Qingqian stopped at 806, put the key in the lock, and turned it open.

The woman behind her collapsed and squatted at the door, because everything in the room was the scene of her life 30 years ago, the light blue leather sofa, floral curtains, red wooden chairs...

Every place is imprinted in her memory. After she steps in, time seems to turn around.

A little four-year-old child was sitting at the desk, swinging his legs and muttering dissatisfiedly, "Mom, why isn't daddy coming back yet?"

She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the shadow.

The shadow dissipated and she opened her eyes again. Except for Jiang Qingqian standing in front of her, there was no one she expected.

When Jiang Qingqian handed over the tissue, she took it naturally, "I will go tomorrow."

As soon as the woman agreed, a pair of big hands pulled her and threw her to the ground, "Blade, find someone to clean the room again. There are unclean things."

He looked sideways, his anger subdued a bit, "Qianqian, come with me."

He never cared about the woman underneath.

When Jiang Qingqian was pulled away, she didn't forget to turn around and say: "Tomorrow, remember what you said."

The woman laughed a few times, supported the floor, and stood up lonely.

"Don't get close to her anymore. I won't allow you to get close to her. Don't worry about her affairs. Just take good care of your baby now. That's all." Lu Jingchuan couldn't say a harsh word, but his face was frighteningly cold.

Seeing Jiang Qingqian touching her belly aggrievedly, his expression paled, "Qianqian, you don't know what she did. That woman is not as innocent as you think. Don't be deceived by him."

He said with gritted teeth, and he slapped the table leg down three points.

"Don't you want to know what happened back then?" Jiang Qingqian's eyes were far away and her voice was ethereal. "Jingchuan, I have no father or mother. I am an orphan. My survival depends on luck. Just now, in her eyes There were tears, I saw them.”

After hearing that she had no father or mother, Lu Jingchuan lovingly hugged her tightly. He never knew that such a kind person could have such a rough life experience.

Xiaoqi: The host’s personality was given by herself.

Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Jiang Qingqian added: "Rather than keeping it in my heart, trapping you, and pestering you, it's better to ask clearly in person. Some things may not always be seen."

Before Lu Jingchuan's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, Jiang Qingqian simply lay down on the bed and said shamelessly, "I have made an appointment to see wedding dresses together tomorrow, so you have to go with me."

"The baby in my belly thinks so too." She tilted her head and said, "Don't you listen to me and the baby?"

The almond-shaped eyes blinked and looked cute when glaring at people.

He flicked her forehead lightly, "You've finished speaking, so let's arrange it as you said." As he said that, he pointed his warm index finger on her nose, "You used to be miserable or not. Has anyone bullied you?"

After asking, the look he looked at her made her feel more distressed than ever.

"It's my fault, I should have met you earlier." He covered Jiang Qingqian's mouth first, and kissed her warmly along the back of her hand, until she reached her forehead.

"I'm very happy now, and our children are also very happy." After she stood up, she put her forehead against Lu Jingchuan's with a crooked smile, "I'll leave it to Mr. Lu to take good care of us from now on."

There was a warm atmosphere in the house. The woman who was dragged to 903 stood in front of the window, in a daze.

"Will everything really change?"

The wedding dress parlors in the last days have long been buried in gunfire. The wedding dress parlor arranged by Lu Jingchuan was a designer who could design wedding dresses in G City. He took Jiang Qingqian there and designed a sketch based on her preferences. .

After finalizing the sketch, you can prepare the scarce materials and rush to make the wedding dress. Jiang Qingqian didn't care about this, but Lu Jingchuan paid great attention to it. Nothing made him prouder than giving the woman she loved a wedding that everyone would envy.

Moreover, it is the only love of his life.

Jiang Qingqian yawned sleepily, but in fact she was checking the progress bar of the task in her conscious space. She was only 5% away from giving birth to the child, and she would be able to escape from this world.

The cultivation column has also increased by 10%, which is an unexpected surprise. It seems that I got a lot of luck this time.

The car was parked in a small alley in G City, and the aisles were cleared in advance. When Lu Jingchuan helped Jiang Qingqian down, the woman was taken into the box by Ximei and was waiting early.

Seeing her slightly trembling fingers, Jiang Qingqian looked back and said, "Let's all sit down." Although she said this to the female designer who came, the woman understood and sat down beside them calmly.

Lu Jingchuan's eyes fell on Jiang Qingqian. He would do whatever she said.

"Mrs. Lu, look at this, this is the sketch I designed overnight." The shoulder-length red female designer smoothly tucked her hair behind her ears and quickly glanced at Lu Jingchuan.

Jiang Qingqian sneered in her heart. Just as she was about to take the sketch, the woman had already changed direction and handed it to Lu Jingchuan, "City Lord, I am Huang Qing. They say you have great taste. Why don't you help Madam choose it."

Her lips were slightly raised, and her fox eyes were full of coquettishness.

"No, give it to me, madam." Lu Jingchuan played with Jiang Qingqian's fingers, the round and lovely fingers. Every part of the body was to his liking.

The more he squeezed, the more addicted he became. Huang Qing's words were more unbearable than the noise.

Jiang Qing glanced sideways, took the sketches, and seemed to read them carefully one after another, but his eyes could not stay on each one for more than 3 seconds.

Perfunctory and lazy, he made it clear that he was unwilling to step down for Huang Qing.

"I don't like them all." She pointed them out to Lu Jingchuan one by one. "The hem of the skirt is too ugly, this collar is too leaky, and these few pictures look a bit like outdated styles..."

Looking through the sketches one by one, each one has its shortcomings, and none of them satisfies Jiang Qingqian.

Huang Qing's eyes turned red.

If she wasn't deliberately looking for trouble, then she would be a fool.

It was clear that this Mrs. Lu was not satisfied with her. She raised her fingers and pinched her throat, "Mrs. Lu, I stayed up all night to make these. You have to read them carefully. My hands are full of abrasions."

Lu Jingchuan's gaze was still on Jiang Qingqian's round fingers, and he had already wandered away. He didn't pay much attention to the sketch under his fingertips, let alone the look in Huang Qing's eyes.

"Yes, you need to see a doctor for this wound." The woman interrupted. Huang Qing was so happy inside. When she heard the next sentence, her expression changed.

"I'm just afraid that when the doctor arrives, your wound will heal quickly."

Jiang Qingqian laughed so hard that she didn't pay for her life by attacking someone to death. She had a new understanding of her future mother-in-law.

He has a venomous mouth, but his tone is sincere, which really makes people angry to death.

"You... none of your business..." Huang Qing pointed at her angrily.

Jiang Qingqian took the hand of her future mother-in-law and supported her: "What she said is what I said. You'd better put away your fingers."

She glanced away coldly, but Huang Qing was too provocative to take back his hand.

Ximei kicked her to the ground from behind, and Huang Qing's unconscious mind finally regained some clarity.

(End of this chapter)