Three days later—

"How is this one? What about this one?"

Su Xiaonuan was alone in front of the mirror and gestured back and forth, and looked at Ji Xinyao who was looking through the picture album: "Is this one good-looking?"

Xin Yao closed the album in her hand and looked up at Su Xiaonuan's look of finally letting go of the deceased person and regaining a happy life. He smiled and said, "This purple-pink piece is suitable for you."

"Oh, Sister Ji, your wedding dress is white. Since I am a bridesmaid, I always wear the same color as you, so I look good!" Xiao Nuan still hesitated to look at the two small dresses in her hand: "I like them all, what should I do? But the bridesmaids don't have to change the dresses like the bride. It's better to be low-key... Well...then this white one."

As he said that, Xiao Nuan walked into the fitting room again.

"Ms. Ji, this is a wedding dress that has been revised for you. Try it. If the size is not suitable, we can change it immediately. There are two or three days left for the wedding of you and Mayor Gu, which we are looking forward to. We dare not be careless." The wedding dress designer brought out the wedding dress that had been revised three days ago and has been re-rected for several days.

Xin Yao looked at the layers of clouds on the hem of the wedding dress, and then looked at the map on the album, and then smiled: "No need to try it. Didn't you try it when Nancy and I came here three days ago? Just follow the size of the last time. Don't have to be too tight on your abdomen, it's better to be looser."

The designer nodded: "I have changed it according to your requirements, so I will try it. Every time I design a wedding dress, I pursue perfection. Mayor Gu can favor the wedding dress design in our studio. This is the greatest encouragement for us. I hope Miss Ji, you can be beautiful on the wedding day and have no flaws..."

Xin Yao knew it, so she tried the wedding dress again. It was not until she was sure that the designer was very fitting everywhere.

After taking Xiao Nuan to try the bridesmaid dress, Xiao Nuan went with her to see the printed gold invitation card.

"Hey, Sister Ji, aren't you holding a banquet with your parents?" Xiao Nuan looked through the invitation in her hand and said, "Why are there no relatives and friends of your past? I remember you said that you used to study and intern in F City, right? Why don't you invite those classmates and friends over? And..."

Xiao Nuan paused and asked in confusion: "Where are your parents?"

Xin Yao smiled: "If I have enough time, I should find time to hold a thank-you banquet in F City. Of course, it will only take time if time allows."

Seeing that Xin Yao avoided talking to her parents, Xiao Nuan just looked up at her and responded "hmm". She was very sensible and didn't bother to ask more questions, but she avoided the important things and said lightly: "It's the wedding the day after tomorrow. I really didn't expect you to let me be your bridesmaid..."

As the two were about to walk to the nearby parking lot, Xiao Nuan was still chattering non-stop. Ji Xinyao was flipping through the things in her bag. When she occasionally raised her head, she suddenly saw Mr. Dan walking out of the tea restaurant opposite.

"Miss Ji?" Originally, Xin Yao and Mr. Shan were not very familiar with each other, so they didn't plan to walk over and say hello. They wanted to leave with Xiao Nuan when Mr. Shan didn't notice him, but they didn't expect Mr. Shan would come to him.

She paused and stopped. The winter rheumatism and coldness of G City were extremely strong. Although Mr. Dan did not wear military uniforms, he still stood in a straight manner in his casual clothes: "Ms. Ji, it is rare to meet him in this place. Do you have time to talk?"

Xin Yao hesitated and looked at Mr. Dan.

What does Mr. Dan want to talk to himself?

But after Mr. Dan said this, he turned around and returned to the tea restaurant first. She couldn't refuse, so she could only get rid of Xiao Nuan and take the big bags in her hand to the car and park her in the parking lot.

Afterwards, he entered the tea restaurant. Old Dan sat there. His old face was still as sharp as a knife under the invasion of time. His bright eyes were just watching Ji Xinyao come over, but he was always staring at her face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Old Shan."

"Miss Ji, sit down."

When she sat down with a little restrained attitude, she saw that Mr. Shan was still looking at her face. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable being stared at, but it was not easy to have an attack. She could only smile awkwardly: "I wonder what Mr. Shan suddenly asked me in to come in, what did he want to talk about?"

"Miss Ji, don't be afraid. I know this is abrupt, but since I met you, I often walked out alone during this period of time in G City after I returned to China. The girl Shan Ying doesn't have much time to accompany me on weekdays. I'm fine, and I have tea with my old friend. Coincidentally, I met you, Miss Ji."

"Not abrupt, Mr. Dan is polite."

"Okay, I won't waste your time too much Miss Ji. I just have some questions. I might ask Miss Ji to help me answer." When the waiter brought a pot of tea, Old Dan said politely.

Xin Yao nodded: "It's Mr. Shan who said this, but I just don't know... What did Mr. Shan want to ask me?"

"Your mother..." After Mr. Shan said this, he paused, stared at Ji Xinyao's expression that was stiff in an instant, and then thought about it, "Haha, Miss Ji, don't mind, but I found that you look like a girl I once knew. I heard that you are the illegitimate daughter of Staff Ji. There is no ambiguity in my words. I just want to ask, Miss Ji, where is your mother now?"

Ji Xinyao had no idea about the three words "an illegitimate daughter". She raised her eyes and looked at the deep meaning of exploration in Old Dan's eyes, and couldn't help but suddenly remembered his mother's name.

Shan Xiaoou.

There are never so many coincidences in the world. She didn't think much about her mother's surname was Shan, but when Mr. Shan asked this, she had to think too much. Her eyes looked at Mr. Shan's face that was still full of military power over the years. As a person who had once traveled to the bottom of society, she could sit with the former Chairman of the Central Military Commission and drink a pot of tea, and she had no too much intersection. Isn't this too strange?

She looked very similar to her mother's eyebrows. This was when she grew up looking at herself in the mirror, and compared her mother's photos when she was young. Mr. Shan could ask directly, "I should be sure who her mother is." She pondered for a moment before chuckling: "Look at Mr. Shan, you should recognize my mother?"

Seeing that she was not hiding lightly, Mr. Shan simply took out an old black and white photo of a small size. The photo shows a girl who looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, but it is obviously a photo of her mother when she was a teenager. She can recognize her with just a close look.

"Is your mother her?" Mr. Shan pushed the photo in front of her, but he didn't beat around the bush.

Whether it is or not, for Ji Xinyao, this old photo still makes her a little dazed.

What kind of family and childhood did she fall in love with someone she didn't love when she was young, and finally committed suicide due to love hurt. Is this concentration too lack of love or too fragile?

"Miss Ji?"

In a trance, when she heard Mr. Shan call her, she suddenly came to her senses and looked at the few points in Mr. Shan’s eyes.

Xin Yao let out a breath, took the photo, and smiled and said, "I wonder what Mr. Shan has to do with the person in the photo? He really looks very similar to me."

Old Shan was stunned, but he didn't expect her to have such an ambiguous answer: "My girl and I are relatives whom I have not seen in many years."

He smiled politely, saying that the three words "It's a relative" are very serious and a little deliberate.

Xin Yao sneered in her heart. Sure enough, she opened her mouth to speak with others and wanted to make some talks, but she also played this ambiguous tactic. Try to think about it, anyone is prepared. Even if his status is the most superior, it does not mean that she will tell the truth to someone she is not familiar with in this situation.

What's more, she is not a fool when she is associated with all kinds of coincidences. She can vaguely guess what, but everything she guesses is not true. She doesn't want to participate in any complicated or uncomplex past and interfere too much. The grievances and grievances of the older generation have nothing to do with her. Whether it is the mother who resolutely jumped off the building and committed suicide when she was four years old, or the old man in front of her who may have a little blood relationship with her but is a hypocritical and polite person, she is unwilling to deliberately trace it back.

Xin Yao was about to say something, but the phone rang. She answered the phone. Xiao Nuan said that something urgent was happening in the dormitory. Xin Yao responded and said that she would go there immediately. Until she hung up the phone, she glanced at Mr. Shan: "Sorry, Mr. Shan, my friend was waiting for me in the parking lot and was a little anxious. I wonder what Mr. Shan wants to ask me? It's okay for us to be straightforward."

Old Shan hesitated and looked at her indifferently: "Since there is something urgent, Miss Ji, go and do it, it's nothing to do..." As he said that, he took the photo back, as if he was quite displeased with her very hidden attitude.

"Okay, I'll leave first." Xin Yao turned around and left.

"Miss Ji, I heard that your wedding with Nancy will be three days later. I want to remind you." Suddenly, Mr. Shan spoke indifferently.

She paused and glanced at him in a blink of an eye.

"Shan Ying is my only granddaughter, and I will do everything I can to fight for my granddaughter what she wants without condition."

Xin Yao just paused for a moment and left without looking back.

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When she got home in the evening, Gu Nanxi had not come back yet. Sister Qin was boiling Chinese medicine for her. There was a faint fragrance of Chinese medicine floating in the room, which was not strong, and it smelled very pleasant.

Suddenly I remembered that in addition to finally finalizing the wedding dress and Xiao Nuan's dress and invitation, there was also a necklace that I forgot to take. She couldn't help but look at the sky and then called Gu Nanxi and asked him to pick it up before going home.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered it. When she was about to hang up, she was finally picked up. She was about to speak when she heard a woman's voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"Hey? Sorry, Nancy is not convenient for him to answer the phone now. Who are you?"

That was Shan Ying's voice.

Ji Xinyao's hand holding the phone tightened, but she was silent for a long time. Although she didn't expect that the person who answered the phone would be Shan Ying, Gu Nanxi obviously had a note on her mobile phone number. Since she knew it was her, why should she ask this? Why bother?

"What's the matter? I'll transfer it to him for you." Shan Ying said patiently there.

Ji Xinyao didn't say anything and slowly put down the phone.

"Madam, the medicine is boiled and you can drink it." Sister Qin came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of thick Chinese medicine in her hand, and smiled and Mimi held it in front of her: "Drink it quickly, I just had a few minutes of cold, and it shouldn't be very hot now."

Xin Yao sat on the sofa, smiled at Sister Qin, picked up the bowl, and looked at her reflection in the soup.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Xin Yao staring at the reflection in the bowl but not drinking it, Sister Qin was stunned for a moment: "Are you afraid of hardship? You have drunk it these days. I want to prepare some candy for you, but you said no, if it is still bitter, I will buy some candy back now." 13acv.

"No, Sister Qin." Xin Yao curled her lips: "You go and do your business. I'll go wash the dishes by myself after I drink it."

Sister Qin nodded and turned around to work hard.

Xin Yao gently lifted her feet onto the sofa, curled up, her feet together on the edge of the sofa, looking at her reflection in the bowl, and seeing herself laughing, she was very helpless.

She is the same as all women. She likes to spend time at work, such as Jinjiang, Hongxiu, Qidian, etc. to read and spend time. She also likes to scold the scumbags in the novel and hate the stupid and cowardly heroines. Now, in this chapter of the whole story of her life, when this pot of blood poured on her head, she suddenly felt very powerless.

Life is like chess, but the authorities are confused.

In fact, she understood it very early, and it was not necessary to wait until we lost all of us in the end to realize that we really lost. Most of the time, we just need to look at the other party and know whether we should be thrown down or detours.

But...she was just unwilling to give up.

She was hungry and only took five minutes to soak the noodles in the morning and could eat them immediately. After soaking for four and a half minutes, someone came to compete with her for this bowl of noodles. How could she be willing to do it? How could she be willing to do it?

She put down the bowl, picked up the phone again, and dialed Gu Nanxi again. This time the other party answered quickly, and it was still Shan Ying: "Hey?"

Xin Yao said to the phone: "Ms. Shan, at 9:58 am in three days, at the first floor of Skyrim Hotel, my wedding, welcome to attend. I will send the invitation to you tomorrow."

The other side of the phone stopped slightly, and was silent for a moment, then Shan Ying chuckled: "So it's Xin Yao?"

"Don't forget to participate." She ignored the topic that Shan Ying wanted to raise and hung up the phone politely.

Maybe it's really stupid enough, maybe too many people will laugh at her now because she can't take it but can't let it go!

When she remembered that she had not taken the medicine yet, she picked up the bowl of soup again, lowered her head and took a sip, which made her feel bitter.

This medicine has been drinking for several days, but why did she realize that the Chinese medicine is so bitter that it makes people cry? Could it be that his mother's mother's body is being supported by Huang Lian?

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Sister Qin packed her room and saw that Xin Yao had taken the medicine, she told her to rest early and leave on time.

Xin Yao ran upstairs with nothing, took the computer down, sat on the sofa and held the computer and played mahjong. The clothes on her body had radiation-proof effects, but after watching the computer for too long, she was still a little dizzy. She suddenly felt nauseous and threw the computer down and ran into the bathroom. She knelt down on the toilet and retching for a while. She vomited for a long time and couldn't spit out anything, but she was really uncomfortable. She always wanted to spit out something, maybe it felt comfortable. Her fingers were tightly placed on the edge of the toilet and she didn't leave for a long time, until she finally spit out some sour water. She didn't pay attention to how long she had been kneeling here, so she got up directly.

Perhaps because of the poor blood circulation after kneeling for too long, as soon as I stood up, my eyes turned dark, my brain became dizzy, and my body involuntarily fell backwards.

I was shocked, afraid of falling and hurting the child, so I wanted to reach out to grab something to support myself, but I didn't catch anything in a hurry. Then I felt warm behind me, Qianjun was held in one's hair, and then my body was picked up by someone in the waist.

She raised her eyes and saw that Gu Nanxi had entered the door at some point.

"So uncomfortable? Have you taken the medicine for the evening?" He was still so gentle, holding her all the way into the bedroom, gently putting her on the bed, raising his hand to stroke her forehead, which had been sweating because of the violent dry retching just now, and gently putting the broken hair on her forehead backwards: "Don't kneel on the toilet in the future and vomit, as blood circulation is not smooth, causing dizziness, what should I do if I fall?"

She said nothing, just quietly looked at his still soft and timeless smile, looking at the handsome face of the handsome face, and the care that was not fake in his eyes.

He took off his coat, turned around to get her fruit, and saw a corner of his cell phone exposed in his pocket. Xin Yao didn't understand. Shan Ying clearly answered her two calls. How could Gu Nanxi be so calm as if nothing had happened?

So he reached out to pick up his cell phone and opened it to look through it.
To be continued...