Time and you are my fault

Chu Yi woke up very late the next day, and when she opened her eyelids, it seemed that two handfuls of sand had been stuffed into her eyelids.

After covering my eyes for a while, I found that my eyes were swollen like walnuts when I washed.

Chu Yi stared at herself in the mirror, her face was full of tiredness, the dream last night made her peel off a layer of skin.

When he went downstairs to eat, Chu Yi's dazed appearance made Mr. Zong feel distressed, "Is Yiyi not asleep?"

In fact, Mr. Zong had already had breakfast, so in order not to make Chu Yi feel uncomfortable, he sat opposite him with a bowl of soy milk.

Chu Yi hurriedly put down the tableware in her hand, looked at him respectfully, and nodded.

The old man has white hair and beard, and looks even older when his eyes are full of melancholy.

At this moment, he hesitated to speak, but finally took a box from the housekeeper and pushed it in front of Chuy, "This... you can take it back."

Chu Yi took the box and opened it, and the two glowing red marriage certificates instantly pierced into her eyes.

When receiving the certificate three years ago, the elders of the clan knew that Zong Yanchu's mind was not on Chu Yi, so as to prevent the two of them from having a whim or quarreling and getting divorced in anger, they withheld the marriage certificate.

But last night after Mr. Zong finished talking with Zong Yanqi, he couldn't sleep all night, thinking about the so-called married life of the two children in the past five years, his heart was full of bitterness.

He knew his own grandson so well that he was willing to sacrifice his marriage in order to repay his kindness.

But such a marriage is unfair to Chu Yi, so he wants to give Chu Yi the right to choose.

Chu Yi had already found an excuse in her heart to ask the old man for a marriage certificate, but unexpectedly, the other party gave it to her.

The festive certificate lies in the sandalwood box like a new one, as if it was yesterday when the certificate was received three years ago.

Unfolding the documents, it was a one-inch photo with a red background of the two wearing white shirts leaning together.

In the photo, the girl's hair was pulled back her head and her smiling eyes were curved. Her body was obviously leaning towards the man beside her.

The handsome man next to him only had a formulaic smile on his face.

Is it inseparable?
No.

It was Zong Yanqi who regarded obtaining the marriage certificate as a job.

As her slender fingers stroked the man in the photo, Chu Yi's throat was sore, and she knew what Mr. Zong meant.

You see, even if she and Zong Yanqi didn't speak up, the elders could feel that their marriage had irreversible problems.

At the dinner table, Zong's father and Zong's mother kept making small expressions, and finally Cheng Xiangyi cleared his throat and said, "Yiyi, do you have any plans for today?"

Without waiting for Chu Yi to answer, Cheng Xiangyi held a chair and sat beside Chu Yi, "Go shopping with mom, a woman who is in a bad mood will feel better if she spends a lot of money shopping."

Father Zong and his father Zong echoed repeatedly, and Father Zong presented his black card with both hands.

Facing the expectant eyes of the whole family, Chu Yi refused to speak.

Chu Yi had limited interest in shopping. She admired Cheng Xiangyi's fighting ability very much, and bought one piece of jewelry after another.

Chu Yi suspected that she would evacuate all the treasures of the shops without stopping Cheng Xiangyi, and she also knew that Cheng Xiangyi wanted to calm her down.

Cheng Xiangyi glanced at the various objects in the bodyguard's hands, and nodded with satisfaction, "You're going to show your face in the group's centennial celebration next month. My family, Yiyi, must be gorgeous. Let's order two sets of dresses."

When mentioning the centenary celebration, what Zong Yanke promised her last night suddenly appeared in Chu Yi's mind.

Next month... There is still more than a month left, and the marriage she has worked so hard to maintain for five years will come to an end.

Putting away the sourness in her heart, she replied, "Okay."

LP Evening Dress Haute Couture Center only accepts clients with status and status, such as the super rich and top stars.

Chu Yi was pushed by Cheng Xiangyi to stand on the island platform, and said to the designer, "One set of red carpet and one set of dinner party, I want to show all the beauty of my daughter-in-law, understand?"

Facing a top-level client like the Zongjia, the designer's attitude was as respectful as if he was serving Lafayette, "Understood!"

It's just that the designer couldn't help muttering in his heart, yesterday the news was still reporting that the president of Zongda and the director of the group went to work together, and today the queen mother brought her genuine daughter-in-law out to order a dress.

The wealthy family is really bloody, and the expensive circle is really chaotic.

The designer put away his careful thoughts and carefully measured Chuy's size.

At this moment, even the well-informed designer can't help but lament that Mrs. Zong's young lady is really one-on-one in appearance.

With a slender waist, long legs and straight shoulders, a slender neck, and beautiful facial features, it's just that the unpainted powder has a softer and more delicate beauty.

With such a beauty at home, President Zongda can still cheat, what a waste of money.

After Chu Yi measured the size, she was pressed to sit on the sofa to choose the latest dress style for this autumn and winter. The sound of "Welcome" came from the door again during the conversation.

Cheng Xiangyi raised his head first, and the moment he crossed the crystal curtain to meet the visitor's gaze, Cheng Xiangyi's eyes turned cold.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he took the sample picture and stuffed Chu Yi and the waiter into the fitting room, then sat on the sofa and looked at the tablet as if nothing had happened.

Lin Luolian walked in holding the hand of her best friend, Wang Zihan, "LP is not something that ordinary people can come in. I can only come in because Luolian is in your favor this time. You must shine brightly this time for the centennial celebration. You are the future proprietress of Hengzong Group. Never lose your share!"

Lin Luolian was very pleased with the compliment, but when she suddenly met a pair of cold eyes, she was startled, and immediately pressed Wang Zihan's hand.

She was about to go up to say hello, but Cheng Xiangyi looked away instantly, as if she didn't see her.

Lin Luolian was taken aback, Wang Zihan looked around curiously, "Why do you have such an ugly face, Luolian?"

"No." She turned around and followed the waiter to the rest room next door.

Cheng Xiangyi called the store manager, "Why do they have members here?"

The store manager recognized Lin Luolian, but seeing Cheng Xiangyi's complexion at this moment, he wondered, "Mrs. Zong, before... President Zong brought Ms. Lin to order a dress, so the manager put Ms. Lin on the membership list."

"Pull black." Cheng Xiangyi picked up the tablet and casually flipped through it.

"Pull...Pull black?" The store manager was taken aback, his big eyes lingering between the two of them, he had already written a bloody script in his mind that the wealthy mother-in-law looked down on the outside room.

"Is there a problem?" Cheng Xiangyi's face turned cold.

The store manager immediately understood the meaning.

Cheng Xiangyi's circle is full of wealthy and top-notch wives. If she says boycott, other wives will sell her face. At that time, LP will lose more than just one client.

Lin Luolian and Wang Zihan were flipping through the dress pictures together, when the store manager suddenly appeared, "Sorry, Miss Lin, your membership card is invalid."

Lin Luolian looked at Cheng Xiangyi on the other side of the crystal curtain in disbelief.

She clenched the tablet tightly in her hand, as if she wanted to tear it apart, but she held back her temper and said, "I chose the dress for Zong Zong."

Cheng Xiangyi stood up at this moment, and said to the waiter beside her, "Just now my daughter-in-law chose three suits for my son, and they are ready to be sent to their homes."

Cheng Xiangyi deliberately bit every word hard, for fear that some people would not be able to hear it.

The store manager also turned cold at the moment, "I'm sorry, Miss Lin."

The words, please leave, were almost pasted on Lin Luolian's face.

"Are you blatantly driving away customers? Be careful and I will sue you!"

"Zihan..." Lin Luolian pulled Wang Zihan with an uncontrollable humiliation and embarrassment on her face.

"Mr. Zong?" For the first time in his life, Wang Zihan encountered the embarrassing situation of being kicked out by the shopkeeper. When he saw Zong Yanxi coming from the door, he waved excitedly.

"Luo Lian, President Zong is here, and President Zong must be here to support you!"

Zong Yanchu was attracted by the sound, and seeing Lin Luolian was there, he stepped towards her.

"Mr. Zong, this store is too much, Luo Lian is looking at the dresses here and they actually chased her away." Wang Zihan started to complain with a villainous expression on his face.