Chart Topper Queen

Ji Yanzheng had something to do on the day he booked for the wedding trial, so he asked Song Cheng to pick up Ai Bei first.

He took down all her invitation cards by the way, and there was an envelope on top that was half-opened. He picked up the invitation card and was about to put it in for her, but he saw the guest's name written on it - Song Cheng.

It is slightly different from the woman's soft handwriting, strong and powerful, and every stroke has a familiar shadow, but it seems that I have never seen it before.

Is it Ji Yanzheng's assistant?

"The invitation at the top is for you." The woman in the bedroom said, "You came too fast. I found it and forgot to put it back, just to take it for you."

After a while, she changed clothes and walked out of the room, "You can go."

Song Cheng originally had subtle doubts in his heart, but when he saw her, his face turned cold and he swallowed the doubts back into his stomach.

Who does she ask to write for him, and what does it have to do with him?

The bridal shop is located in the urban commercial street, but because of its high-end positioning, there are not many passengers, so it seems a little deserted. Before entering the store, Ai Bei seemed to notice a flash of white light, and she looked back.

Song Cheng, who was walking in front, called her impatiently, "Hurry up."

Abe paused, "I seem to have twisted my foot when I got out of the car..."

"Twisted foot?" A hint of suspicion flashed on his face, "You lied, why didn't I see something wrong with you just after getting off the bus?"

She glanced at him, didn't speak anymore, bowed her head and moved forward, but everyone could see the way she endured the pain.

Song Cheng's heart was suddenly tugged, and he cursed in a low voice, "I owe you in my last life." He stopped the person and squatted down to show her his feet.

"Where did it get twisted?" He squeezed her ankle, looked up and asked her, "Here?"

"Go down a bit."

"This?"

"A little further down."

Men look at women differently, some look at their faces, some look at their breasts, and some look at their legs. Song Cheng considered himself someone who had seen hundreds of flowers, and when he looked at women, he looked at her feet.

He knew what her feet looked like, they were just as beautiful and cute as hers, but they were flat feet, and they were easy to fall when walking on flat ground. Obviously not the best looking, but when I think about it now, my mind is slightly moved.

He slowly touched it down, and his movements slowed down unconsciously.

She suddenly lowered her head to meet his eyes, his eyes dimmed, and suddenly, he stood up unexpectedly and hugged him horizontally.

"It's not much more convenient."

Even he himself felt fascinated, how did he watch her feet outside just now? Obviously, this kind of sprain will not heal in a while.

The clerk of the bridal shop saw someone coming, and quickly opened the door. Seeing the man striding in with her in his arms, he asked in doubt, "Hello, may I ask..."

He said, "She sprained her foot, can she still try on the dress?"

"Is this the bride who came to try on the wedding dress today? Don't worry, we have medicine here for temporary treatment. As long as I don't mind, I can wear flat shoes to try on the wedding dress. There is a high platform in the store, and the effect of wearing high heels will not be very different from yours. Big."

"What's the name of your appointment?"

"The last name is Ji."

"Is it always Ji?" The clerk at the reception was quite familiar with the surname, "then this is Mrs. Ji."

However, not everyone reads financial news. Even though Ji Yanzheng is very famous, what everyone is familiar with is his name, not his appearance. So the clerk didn't recognize it for a while.

Song Cheng knew that they had misunderstood, but did not refute it.

He came today to try on the best man's dress by the way, but now he is sitting on the sofa in the fitting room, waiting for the satin curtain like a stage curtain to be drawn.

"Would you like to try on the groom's dress together?"

Song Cheng: "Look at her first."

The clerk showed an understanding expression and placed the refreshment on the long table in front of him. "Don't worry, our pickers are top notch and will pick the most suitable dress for your wife."

his wife?

Song Cheng laughed.

At this moment, the curtain slowly opened, and the man standing on the high platform attracted all his attention. The white and fluffy wedding dress set off her as pure as a white swan. The soft light on the fitting table made her look like a luminous diamond, dazzling and beautiful.

She stood on the high platform, turned slightly, and looked at herself through the floor-to-ceiling mirrors on both sides.

Clerk: "Mr. Ji, what do you think of this set?"

"I want to discuss it with her." Song Cheng said to her after being absent for a while.

Working in such a store, the clerks know how to read people's faces very well, and they quickly left the fitting room with the yarn picker, leaving them a private space to be alone.

"What's wrong?" Aibe turned his eyes back from the mirror, only to find that the others were gone.

Song Cheng stood in front of her. Even though she was standing on a high platform, she was still shorter than him.

"Am I the first person to see you in a wedding dress?" he asked knowingly.

"What do you say?"

As if possessed, he put down her veil, looking at the bride's hazy eyebrows like flowers in mist, he kissed her lips gently through the veil.

"Then am I the first to kiss the bride?"

Ji Yanzheng ended the matter at hand, and when he rushed to the bridal shop, he also quoted his surname, and then asked, "Has the bride's dress been chosen?"

As the clerk guided him to go inside, he wondered: "The bride is already inside, but, you..."

"What's wrong?"

Just when the two were not far from the fitting room, the door of the fitting room was suddenly opened.

Song Cheng walked out from inside.

Ji Yanzheng frowned: "What about her?"

"She's inside, let me help you see if the dress is the style you like." Song Cheng's expression was natural as he explained. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the clerk, implying pressure.

The clerk was shocked to see that the status of these two people was not something that a small clerk could afford, so she decided to shut up and say nothing.

Ji Yanzheng's brows loosened, and he patted Song Cheng on the shoulder, "I'll trouble you during this time."

Song Cheng's eyes were somewhat obscure, but he finally said, "Between us, you're welcome."

The wedding of the Ji family is of course a grand event, especially the evening banquet, where guests from all over the world are entertained. The city's celebrities gather in the hotel under the Ji family's property, and the hall where hundreds of tables of top-notch dishes are feasted will fully interpret the extravagance.

Just like the reception held for Ji's father's birthday, the purpose is not to celebrate the birthday, and their wedding is not just for the wedding ceremony.

After the tedious exit ceremony, Aibe entered the hotel. Behind her, there are people who specialize in holding the gauze, next to her are makeup artists, and an assistant sent by Ji Yanzheng to handle trivial matters.

It was a middle-aged man who was out of shape, with oily face and a flattering smile, "Mrs. Ji, Mrs. Ji wait a minute."

Abe looked at him suspiciously.

Who is this person?

The other party didn't understand what she meant, so he said to himself: "I'm here to apologize to Mrs. Ji. I used to blame me for offending you. You think you're going to marry Mr. Ji, and you're still obsessed with those bad things in the past. What do you mean, why don't adults give me a lot of money?"

Ai Bei extracted key information from his nonsense, searched the plot of the original book, and finally knew this person.

"I did not do anything."

"Why not, my company has recently been called by the bank for debts, and those orders that have been temporarily regretted..." He hurriedly said halfway, suddenly reacted, and lowered his posture, "Yes, yes, these have nothing to do with you, I am today I'm here to sincerely apologize to you."

But the more he said that, the more he believed that "Mrs. Ji" did all this.

Ai Bei glanced at him lazily, "Who pointed you the way and said it was me?"

"This..." He paused.

He could guess without mentioning Ai Bei, who else could be other than Gao Linxue. Thinking about the people who followed every time she met with a man other than Ji Yanzheng recently, she could feel the other person's mind. Nine.

Unexpectedly, the other party also began to learn to foreshadow, and Ai Bei came to the interest. If that's the case, let her help her out.

Sure enough, Ji Yanzheng's faintly displeased voice sounded from behind.

"what happened?"

Assistant Hui reported: "I don't know who this person is. He just appeared suddenly, and I didn't stop him."

Ji Yanzheng had already seen the appearance of this middle-aged man. Unlike Ai Bei, who was forgetful, he almost immediately remembered the unpleasant memories brought by the other party.

"Have someone to take him out."

There were people who still had something to say in front of Ai Bei, but when they faced Ji Yanzheng, they immediately froze and didn't even dare to spit out a word, so they were sent away by the assistant.

In the bridal lounge, Abe closed the door and locked the others out after he entered.

Ji Yanzheng looked back strangely, "What?"

"He said he came to me to apologize."

"I know."

"What do you know?" she said. "You don't know anything at all, just like before."

His tone changed slightly: "What should I know?"

He could understand that she was short of money due to family reasons, and refused to bow to him because of her pride, but he would never understand that she betrayed herself because of this, even if it was just drinking and laughing with others, it was enough to make him angry. So the pent-up anger finally exploded when he found out she was taking birth control pills again.

Ji's Group, do you need to ask employees to do this kind of thing for a business order?

Unless the employees themselves want to "earn extra money".

Since she wants to earn extra money, he will let her earn enough in the way she likes.

"You said that you believed in me." She laughed at herself, "Mr. Ji is aloof, what can you know? As a small employee, how can I refuse the task requested by the superior? Someone kindly reminded me of the other party's character, I am short of money again. I also know that this business should not be done, but I can't refuse..."

That was the first time she bowed her head to her self-esteem and wanted to help this man, who she thought was trustworthy. After all, for a long time before, the relationship between them was harmonious and sweet, and he was even willing to stop looking for another lover for her.

"When I arrived at your office, Gao Linxue called in front of me. You listened and said everything was handled in accordance with the company's rules."

Company rules, that is, to obey the arrangements of the superiors.

There was a time limit for the task assigned by the superior. She begged again and again, but Gao Linxue refused to help her a second time, so she had to go. Otherwise, being fired because of this will only make things worse.

Unexpectedly, under the operation of Gao Linxue, he happened to be dining in that restaurant and saw this scene.

Chu Tian dragged her exhausted body and mind back home, and was greeted by his anger, abuse and violence.

At that time, she felt that she was doing the right thing, she should be contraceptive, how would he treat her child if he could see her like this? In the future, once she accidentally makes a mistake, will she point at her and scold "your mother is a slut" in front of the child?

"…"

Ji Yanzheng was dumbfounded. He remembered that before he received the internal call, Gao Linxue had reminded him sideways that he had treated her too much recently, and the people in the company already had opinions.

He has always restrained himself, and did not expect to show his emotions to the point where everyone knows it, which made him have to "brake the brakes" in time. When Gao Linxue said that she came to him because she wanted to reject a normally assigned task, He immediately indifferently asked them to follow the rules and was not going to give her any preferential treatment.

Speaking of which, how could he not understand what was going on?

She patiently listened to his explanation, "So that's what happened."

Ji Yanzheng saw all the dangers of that life disappear, leaving only guilt for her, "I said I wanted to trust you, sorry."

"No, you don't have to say sorry to me." She seemed to have sorted out her mood, and her smile became sweet again, "After all, today is our wedding day."

He was a little uneasy in his heart, but he responded in a low voice, and he swore in his heart that he would never let her suffer like this again in the future.

The wedding ceremony started as scheduled. Ai Bei wore a pure white wedding dress and walked towards Ji Yanzheng under the background of music.

Underneath are the many sights of people's blessing, ridicule, and jealousy. Under the auspices of the master of ceremonies, the two stood opposite each other, and Song Cheng, who was the best man next to him, took a step forward and handed over the wedding ring box.

Under the stage, Fan Shaoyang looked at the new couple with uncertain eyes.

Ji Yanzheng took out the ring and put it on her, and the silver ring was slowly put on the ring finger of her left hand, but at this moment, the field suddenly changed.

The screen behind the two suddenly changed.

It was originally the waiting time before the newlyweds entered the venue. The screen used to play the wedding photos of the two people was suspended after the ceremony, but now suddenly new photos started to scroll.

Fan Shaoyang pushed her against the tree and pressed her forehead, almost kissing her.

Song Cheng squatted in front of her, pinching her feet for her, the way they looked at each other, there was an ambiguous tension coming out.

…

During the ceremony, only the brightest lights remained on the stage.

Photo after photo appeared in the light.

The scene was silent.