I became the daughter of the third master

Chapter 288 The Wedding of Qing Citrus 4
Shen Qing tiredly rubbed her nose, and gave Ruan Zhi a vaccination first: "Let's say yes first, I said you can't beat me, but you can beat me at night..."

Ruan Zhi gave a perfunctory "Yes" and said, "Tell me, I promise I won't beat you up."

Shen Qing said lazily: "I created a group with a few directors, and I pulled my grandfather into it. I said you want to quit the circle, and then I told them that you want to quit the circle because of the emotional drama..."

Ruan Zhi hit him, a little helpless: "If I don't quit now, I have to quit in the future. I don't have much ambition for my career. I wish I wasn't so busy and opened my own studio. It's actually pretty good. The entertainment industry just wants you not to forget me~"

When Shen Qingjuan heard this answer, the corners of her lips raised a curve, and she quickly suppressed it: "That won't work, you have to raise your brother, have you forgotten?"

Ruan Zhi gave a faint "Oh": "I haven't forgotten? You can support you by collecting rent and picking up trash. What kind of entertainment circle am I?"

"..." Shen Qingjuan put his head on her shoulder and bit her ear, and said in a low voice, "Zhizhi~ Please help me, I am very capable, I can do anything, I can cook, Do housework, earn money, and eat less~”

Ruan Zhi felt that this "competence" was very problematic, she stretched out her small hand to push him away, and then patted her cheek, "Brother, it's really hot today..."

Shen Qingjuan didn't expose her, and quickly nodded in agreement: "Yeah, my brother is also hot, and my brother still has a shirt inside, wearing several layers, it's too hot~"

Ruan Zhi: "..." A dramatist.

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The place for their wedding was chosen to be held in a hotel owned by Cen.

The decoration in the banquet hall is very festive, and the color is wine red.

The two sides were full of guests, and some guests seemed to be waiting in a hurry. From time to time, they raised their watches to check the time. It was obvious that just one minute had passed, but it always felt like an hour had passed, which was very long.

Shen Qingjuan entered the arena first, the red gown, using the best gold thread to outline the cumbersome and delicate dragon patterns, when walking slowly towards the stage, the kind of elegance and dignity exuded from the bones The temperament is hard to miss.

The wedding dresses of the two were embroidered by Fu Jinnian stitch by stitch. What Ruan Zhi and Shen Qingjuan didn't know was that Fu Jinnian had been paying attention to Ruan Zhi very early on. This time Shen Qingjuan found her and asked her to make the wedding dress When she asked, she agreed without even thinking about it.

It's really that little girl Ruan Zhi is so attractive. Fu Jinnian especially likes this little girl's temper. Now, there are countless people who flatter and flatter her. like it more and more.

The ancient music played, and the staff opened the door of the banquet hall, and Ruan Zhi's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Many people couldn't help being amazed, they couldn't take their eyes off for a long time, and suddenly felt that Shen Qingjuan's ability to marry Ruan Zhi was really high.

Ruan Zhi stood at the door of the banquet hall, and her mother Huo Yutian put on a crimson scarf for her, lowered her head to give some advice, and then patted her little hand.

Then his father, Gu Yuhuai, took Ruan Zhi's little hand and walked slowly up the stage. Halfway through, his father handed over his precious daughter to his son-in-law, Shen Qingjuan.

Gu Yuhuai's voice was a little hoarse: "My daughter is always pampered at home. I have never been angry with her or been wronged. I hope you can love and pamper her like me..."

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