She looked left and right in front of the mirror and felt that although this cheongsam was made in less than a week, it was indeed pretty good and showed off her good figure.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Su Wuwei's mouth. When she realized that the makeup artist was nearby, she quickly put away the smile on her face.

A few minutes later, Yan Yan opened the door and came in. Su Wuwei hated Yan Yan's behavior that had no sense of boundaries. There were two girls in the room. After all, he should knock on the door first and get permission before coming in, right?

Obviously Yan Jun didn't feel there was anything wrong with his behavior at all. He just looked at Su Wuwei instinctively. When he saw Su Wuwei's alluring face through the mirror, he smiled proudly.

This smile also made Su Wuwei disgusted. It felt like she was just an object that could make him look good in Yan Yan's heart, rather than a living, flesh-and-blood person.

After Yan Yan had enough of admiring Su Wuwei's beauty, he finally realized that something was wrong, "Why are you wearing this dress?"

Through the mirror, Su Wuwei saw that the face of the makeup artist girl suddenly turned pale. Before the other party could say anything, Su Wuwei quickly said, "I don't know when the Jifu was scratched. I can't wear it. I can only wear it." Wear this."

His stern expression suddenly became extremely ugly, indescribably ugly. He frowned and asked Su Wuwei word by word, "Did you do it?"

At this time, the makeup artist finally came to her senses, and she quickly admitted her mistake, "Mr. Yan, I'm really sorry. I checked yesterday that there was nothing wrong with the clothes, but for some reason, they were damaged when I gave them to Miss Su to wear. I also I don’t know when it was cut.”

Su Wuwei, who was sitting in front of the mirror, breathed a sigh of relief calmly. If the little girl said that she found the clothes damaged in the dressing room, I'm afraid Yan Yan would insist on his opinion.

Seeing Yan Yan's expression become angry, but no longer directed at Su Wuwei, she quickly stood up and turned around in front of Yan Yan, then asked with a bright smile, "Jun Yan, don't I look good in this cheongsam? "

Yan Jun couldn't remember the last time Su Wuwei showed such a smile to him. It should have been before they were divorced and Su Wuwei didn't know Zhang Qiqi's existence.

He was stunned when he saw this bright smile. When he came to his senses, he smiled like a maniac, "You look good, Wuwei, you look good no matter what you wear."

Su Wuwei suppressed the feeling of nausea and continued, "As long as you think it looks good, then I will wear this outfit and go out."

"How can that be done?" Yan Jun finally came to his senses. He frowned and disagreed, "Our wedding today is in Chinese style. Even if you want to find a replacement, you should find a bright red auspicious suit. You Wait a minute, I’ll arrange for someone to go to the nearest bridal shop to buy a set.”

She never expected that Yan Yan would come up with such a solution. Su Wuwei's palms were already sweating. She gritted her teeth and sat down on the chair. She said angrily, "I don't want it. Even if you arrange for someone to buy it, it's not me." I can’t wear the style I like. Besides, even if there are really good-looking ones, the size of their clothes is wrong. Is there still time to change them now?”

"You have such a standard figure, don't worry about this problem." Yan Yan still insisted on his opinion. He had already taken out his mobile phone when he spoke.

Su Wuwei's cheeks bulged, she snorted and said with a pout, "That's not okay, I never wear second-hand clothes worn by others. If you don't let me wear this set of clothes, then our wedding will be rescheduled. Choose your clothes and then have the wedding.”

Yan Yan had nothing to do with Su Wuwei like this. The more he stared at Su Wuwei, the softer his face became. Finally, he compromised, "Then I'll do what you said. You can wear whatever you want." What."

According to the wedding arrangements, Yan Yan went out first. Before leaving, he stretched out his hand to touch Su Wuwei's cheek. If it was normal, Su Wuwei would have slapped her away, but now it was housekeeper's time, Su Wuwei could only turn his head. Chance let stern hands fall on her hair.

Su Wuwei and the makeup artist were left in the dressing room. The makeup artist breathed a sigh of relief and took out four or five pieces of paper to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She kept saying, "Miss Su, Thank you very much just now. If Mr. Yan is really angry, my job will be gone."

"You're welcome, this matter has nothing to do with you in the first place." Su Wuwei smiled, hiding the deepest apology in her eyes. She patted the makeup artist on the shoulder and continued, "Don't worry, I won't let you You lost your job because of this matter. If anyone criticizes you for this, just tell me and I will help you solve it."

The wedding started soon. Su Wuwei was also led by the staff and stood behind the curtain next to the stage. Through a thick layer of black velvet, Su Wuwei was so angry that he couldn't see what was happening on the stage.

But she could clearly hear every word Yan Yan said on the stage. This was Yan Yan's arrangement. Before Su Wuwei appeared on the stage, he had to stand on the stage to express his love.

Su Wuwei listened to him as he spoke passionately about how much he loved Su Wuwei, how consistent he had been for more than ten years, and how happy he was to marry her now.

Hearing these words, Su Wuwei had no reaction at all. If she had a reaction, it would be that she felt disgusting, the kind of nausea that came from the bottom of her heart.

Finally, the emcee invited Su Wuwei to come on stage. The black velvet cloth in front of her was pulled away, and a stern face appeared clearly in front of her eyes.

A few meters away, Su Wuwei saw crystal tears in Shun's eyes in a daze, and his eyes were full of affection when he looked at himself.

But Su Wuwei was not moved at all. She just felt that the opera singer was too involved and moved herself, completely forgetting how self-centered he was.

Su Wuwei, wearing a slim-fitting white cheongsam, walked step by step towards the center of the stage. She clearly saw the surprised expressions of many people under the stage.

But think about it, Yan Yan is wearing a custom-made suit with a Chinese style. The collar and tie of the suit are all bright red, and the buttons of the suit and cuff buttons are all red Chinese knots.

The two people stood together. Just from their clothes, you couldn't tell that they matched each other. Their expressions were also indescribably weird, especially Su Wuwei's dissatisfaction was almost written on his face.

Even the smile on the emcee's face became a little forced. He always adhered to the word "quick" when going through the process. In the links that required interaction, as long as Su Wuwei showed a little bit of uncooperativeness, the emcee would end the process immediately. link.

As for Yan Yan, he was 200% cooperative with all the emcee's requirements, and he also had a strong desire to perform. He always tried his best to get in touch with Su Wuwei.