Why do we have to live in a grid? She is tired of this "grid life"!

"Okay, then let's get married -"

When Leng Lintian, who had changed into groom's clothes, appeared at the door of the lobby, he happened to hear Wen Xinnuan raise her hand and make an excited decision.

Of course, Luo Lei was followed closely behind Leng Lintian.

Wen Xinnuan didn't notice the person coming and nodded vigorously: "Beauty, I have decided that we will get married together on December 25th."

Cang Lang squatted down, took off Wen Xinnuan's high heels, and gently kneaded her ankles.

"Ms. Wen, does it hurt here?"

"Um……"

Leng Lintian strode in: "Marry? With whom?"

"Of course Cang Lang, who else could it be besides him?" Wen Xinnuan responded. When he looked at Leng Lintian, he saw Luo Lei behind him.

This man had been indifferent and normal these days, but at this moment, his face was like the night before a rainstorm, with thunder and lightning flashing violently...

Jing Jiaren sang in harmony and said, "Just in time, we will take wedding photos together. Lintian, what do you think?"

Leng Lintian was surprised by this title of hers, and he curled up an evil smile: "I don't have any objection."

"Then let's go together." If Wen Xinnuan doesn't look at Luo Lei, what does it have to do with him whether she wants to get married or not?

Although it was a fake marriage, she didn't want to say it out! Didn't he say that no one wanted her? She was angry with him.

"But, Canglang, you haven't proposed to me yet."

Cang Lang suddenly came to his senses and stood up: "Miss Wen, wait for me."

"You also call me Miss Wen, my name is Xin Nuan."

"Xin Nuan, please wait..."

Canglang ran out in a hurry, probably to buy a diamond ring.

Jing Jiaren smiled. This man's brain reaction was quite fast. He was worthy of being trusted by Leng Lintian and became his right hand.

"How is it? Do you like the wedding dress?" Leng Lintian walked towards her, but because the skirt was too big, he couldn't get close.

Jing Jiaren nodded: "The wedding dress is quite beautiful, but it's only suitable for taking pictures. It's too difficult to move."

"How do you want to improve?"

"Redo it. Is there enough time?"

"You think it's too late, but you don't think it's too late." Leng Lintian said indulgently, "What style do you want, you communicate with the designer."

"Beauty, what about me? What kind of person am I suitable for?"

"You try on the wedding dress and let me see it."

Wen Xinnuan moved her feet, the pain no longer felt, and immediately walked to the wedding gauze rack to choose.

A beautiful wedding dress that every woman dreams of wearing, Wen Xinnuan picked out a few and compared them: "Does this one look good? Or this one? My lady, this one is also super beautiful."

Jing Jiaren untied the shelf that supported the entire huge skirt and walked out: "If you like it, try it on for me."

"I also want to take pictures with your big skirt..."

"What's the problem? We can also make the exact same wedding dress."

Luo Lei sat eerily on the dark blue sofa, with countless ice crystals surging in the corners of his blue eyes.

At this moment, he had an urge to burn down the bridal shop, pack Wen Xin Nuan and throw it away as far away as possible!

He pulled open his tie forcefully and unbuttoned a few buttons. He felt as if he was being restrained, and even the air became thin and suffocating.

This damn woman must have come back to Colombia to make him angry.
Chapter completed!