A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 467 Wedding Dress

Huo Yan seldom came back recently, so this rare visit was celebrated in a grand manner. The food prepared for the evening was more than abundant.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was really nice to Huo Yan, and his temper was undoubtedly suppressed.

Huo Yan used to wish Zhuang Zhoucheng would treat her better, but now everything seems wrong to her.

Because she felt that Zhuang Zhoucheng had a conspiracy, she was very worried when she returned to the Oriental Pearl Tower.

After eating, Huo Yan hid herself away and refused to be alone with Zhuang Zhoucheng. She couldn't respond to any of his words.

Anyway, if I can hide for a while, I'll hide for a while.

A man sat in the garden behind the villa and walked back and forth on the cobblestone path. He took off his shoes and stepped on the ground to massage the soles of his feet. After walking for a while, he stopped walking and sat down on the ground.

Huo Yan had been hiding for so long, and had been avoiding Zhuang Zhoucheng before and after the game. How could Zhuang Zhoucheng not know?

When I come back here, some things will definitely be done.

For example, engagement.

There was really no need for her to do anything at the engagement ceremony. Zhuang Zhoucheng had taken care of everything, big and small. All she had to do was show up on the day.

Of course, the thing she needs to decide on is the wedding dress.

There is no doubt that Zhuang Zhoucheng's vision is different from Huo Yan's. Zhuang Zhoucheng's dress has not been decided yet, because in order to match Huo Yan, he has to follow Huo Yan's style.

Zhuang Zhoucheng searched up and down the stairs but couldn't find her. Even at home, he had to call her to find her.

Huo Yan's phone rang. Zhuang Zhoucheng happened to be downstairs. When he heard the ringtone, he ended the call without waiting for her to answer and walked out.

Huo Yan turned around and saw Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was as dark as the night.

Without saying a word, he handed his big hand to Huo Yan.

Huo Yan didn't move, her bright eyes still looking at Zhuang Zhoucheng, who was as tall as a mountain. After a long while, she said:

"I just want to be alone for a while, is that not okay?"

"It's not that I can't sit. Why do I have to sit on the ground? I didn't see you and you acted rashly..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng abruptly stopped himself from accusing her.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was undoubtedly accusing her. Knowing that she disliked being lectured like this, he stopped talking and mentioned it just in time.

Yes, she is so old and is always scolded. Even if she pretends to be calm, she is still not happy about it in her heart.

"I didn't do anything rash..."

Huo Yan spoke softly, but finally put his hand into Zhuang Zhoucheng's palm.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled Huo Yan up, held her in his arms, and spoke in a low voice.

"The ground is cold, girls, be careful, ok?"

"No..."

"Lu Zeng's wife brought you some sweet soup. Do you want some?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her.

"okay."

Following Zhuang Zhoucheng into the villa, the room was cool, but she didn't feel comfortable.

"Miss Huo Yan."

Ruan Huixi was sitting on the sofa. When he saw Huo Yan and Zhuang Zhoucheng walk in, he quickly stood up and greeted them.

"Thank you for your help, Sister Hui." Huo Yan said with a smile.

"What's the trouble? Today's is chilled. It tastes better when you put it in the cold."

Ruan Huixi had already poured the bird's nest and white fungus soup into the bowl brought out by the Filipino maid. It was a particularly beautiful glass bowl, as transparent as crystal.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng heard the word "iced", his brows furrowed. Huo Yan had a cold body, so even in this hot weather, he would not allow her to eat cold things.

"Delicious... What is this?"

After drinking a bowl of tea, Huo Yan finally felt relieved. Perhaps it was because someone came, so he felt safe for the time being, so he felt relieved.

She was looking at the brochure on the coffee table, which showed all kinds of dresses.

Since it was a beautiful dress, Huo Yan naturally took a second look at it.

Zhuang Zhoucheng sat beside her, leisurely flipping through the evening paper beside him, glancing at Huo Yan from time to time.

When he saw that she finally set her eyes on the album, he calmly turned his gaze back to the newspaper, with no intention of interrupting.

Ruan Huixi subconsciously glanced at the gentleman, and seeing that he did not indicate anything else, he immediately spoke:

"Well, Miss Huo Yan, this is a bridal shop opened by a sister I used to be close to. They've been doing pretty well for three years and are looking to expand, but they don't have enough cash to cover the costs. They'd like me to raise some capital, or even invest in a stake, but I'm still considering it. Here are the wedding dresses they have in their shop. I'm not sure if they're pretty, but I'm already married, so I don't have that much of a feeling for wedding dresses."

"Very beautiful!"

Huo Yan flipped through a few pages and exclaimed in admiration, "You invested, Sister Hui. This is very beautiful and should be very popular among young people."

Ruan Huixi went straight up and approached Huo Yan:

"I don't like any of the ones above. Miss Huo Yan, do you have any?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng turned his gaze over. Ruan Huixi was staring at Huo Yan's hand, waiting to see what she was pointing at.

Huo Yan flipped through it:

"Well, this one, this one, and these two, these are all very beautiful."

Zhuang Zhoucheng took a look and basically determined the style and design she liked. He didn't respond and continued to look at his own.

"No favorite? Which one do you like best?"

Ruan Huixi was a little anxious. It was a rare occasion for the big boss to assign her a task, but meeting Huo Yan was like a soft nail. It took her ten sentences to explain the result that could be achieved in one sentence.

"All are fine. These are all good."

If Huo Yan had to choose, she could only make a rough choice. Anyway, she quite liked that type, but she couldn't say which one she liked best.

"Pick the one you like best?" Ruan Huixi asked again without giving up.

Huo Yan scratched his hair:

"If you insist on me choosing, then I can't choose. I'm not planning on getting married, and I don't have any particular requirements for wedding dresses. I just think these styles are pretty, and I can't really say anything else."

"Miss Huo Yan, what are you talking about? You and the Third Master are getting engaged soon..."

"Who said we were getting engaged?"

Huo Yan's face froze, and he asked back in a cold voice, his expression immediately becoming ugly.

Ruan Huixi also reacted, his face a little horrified, because he knew that he had said the wrong thing in his haste.

He stood up, nodding timidly, and dared not speak again.

"I'm sorry, I apologize if I made you unhappy. Don't mind it." Huo Yan said with a forced smile.

Ruan Huixi smiled and said, "It's okay... then..."

"Go back if you have nothing to do."

Zhuang Zhou was chased away.