"Don't move, take the medicine!"

Ji Tingqiu's deep voice came from beside the bed, carrying his unique masculine breath.

The woman on the bed suddenly covered her head in the quilt and sobbed softly.

"What's the matter with you, isn't the wound healed?"

For a moment he was restless and wanted to pull the quilt away to question, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of the newly healed wound on her wrist.

The pale pink bloody mouth is obviously old wounds superimposed with new wounds.

"What's going on here? When did you tear it apart?" Ji Tingqiu gently grabbed Cong Rong's wrist with anger.

"Been scratched by a dog!" Cong Rong cried out his grievance and got out of the bed.

"Next time you have something to say directly, if you don't say anything, you will ask for it."

Ji Tingqiu lowered his head and took the medicine sullenly, he was not stupid, he roughly guessed what happened in the stairwell during the day.

"Okay, let's try on the wedding dress tomorrow!"

The big bed on one side sagged instantly, and Ji Tingqiu lay down lazily and closed his eyes to sleep.This time, he didn't stick close to the bed, and was only one person away from Cong Rong.

She turned her back nervously and covered her head, half asleep and half awake until early morning.

At this time, a nurse on duty in the hospital pushed the medical cart to the last ward in the corridor.

After checking, the bodyguard at the door waved to the nurse, indicating that he could go in.

"Uncle Ji, let's make a long story short, on the day of Ting Qiu's wedding, I can help you meet Auntie alone." Qi Yu took off his mask, revealing a bright face.

"Just tell me what conditions you have."

Ji Zheng's eyes lit up, he had to meet Hua Anyue once and begged her to let go.

"It's very simple. The person you met was Cong Rong, not Qi Yu." Qi Yu raised his eyes slightly and put on a mask with a smile.

The next morning, when Cong Rong woke up, the other side of the bed was already empty, only the wrinkled sheets reminded that someone slept there last night.

Ever since she knew that Ji Tingqiu was the father of the child, she had inexplicably had an indescribable feeling.

"Baby, do you like Dad too?"

Cong Rong lowered her head and murmured softly, probably due to psychological dependence, she shook her head in distress, got out of bed, washed and went downstairs.

A large basin of freshly washed citrine cherries was placed on the dining table in the living room.

In the past, every year when cherries were on the market, my parents knew that she loved to eat this variety, and there was always a pot for her on the coffee table at home, which was fresh every day.

She took one, and she shed tears while eating.

"It doesn't taste good? Why are you crying!"

Ji Tingqiu appeared behind her at some point, and asked a question out of the blue.

His voice was always deep and magnetic, but it was also very penetrating. Cong Rong was taken aback by the sudden utterance.

"No, it's very delicious, this is my favorite, thank you!"

Cong Rong couldn't help eating a few more, and couldn't help but sigh that the cherry was picked really well.

Ji Tingqiu looked at her and recalled what happened during the morning jog this morning.

While waiting for a traffic light at an intersection this morning, he inadvertently looked at the stall on the side of the road and found a familiar figure.

A truck driver in a white vest is selling cherries.

He has a mouthful of eye-catching and neat white teeth when he smiles, which Ji Tingqiu finds inexplicably familiar.

"Liujiang?"

Ji Tingqiu called out tentatively, but he didn't expect the man to turn around,

"Captain Ji, it's really you, it's me, I'm Liu Jiang!" Liu Jiang's eyes sparkled with excitement, still so clear and simple.

The two stood in the back compartment of the truck and chatted.

"After I saved enough money, I brought my wife out to find my daughter. We started looking for it near the highway at the beginning, and stayed in each city for ten days and a half months. Later, I didn't have enough money, so I thought about it." A way to buy some fruit, and all the way to sell to inquire. After arriving in Qingcheng, the mother-in-law was a little bit wrong and refused to let her go.

I just thought about staying longer, maybe the mother-in-law knows this place. "Speaking, Liu Jiang wiped his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck, and did not forget to yell at passers-by,

"Come on, let's have a look. Authentic big cherries are not sweet and don't cost money!"

"Where did eldest sister go? Why is there no one in the car?" Ji Tingqiu took a long time to remember to ask him.

"Hey, she's lying at home. Why don't you say that something is wrong with her? In order not to let me leave this place, she came up with a trick to pretend to be sick. She always said that she didn't feel well and it took three to five days to get better. Hehe, I'll stay with her for a while."

"Captain Ji, does your family live here too? What are you going to do here?"

Ji Tingqiu planned to take Cong Rong to try on the wedding dress today, so he told the truth.

"I'll get married in a few days, and I'll bring my eldest sister to the wedding bar. There are so many people, I'll reserve a place for you."

A few minutes later, there was a big bag of cherries in Ji Tingqiu's hand.

"You take it back and give it to your daughter-in-law. These cherries are so sweet. My mother-in-law must choose this one when she goes to the fruit wholesale market. I tasted it and it tasted good, so I bought more. Hehe."

Ji Tingqiu patted Liu Jiang on the shoulder, he threw all the cash in his wallet and his business card into the carriage, and when Liu Jiang came after him with the money, he had turned to another road.

"It's delicious. I'll have someone bring it to your home another day. I bought it from an acquaintance."

After Ji Tingqiu finished speaking, he smiled faintly at Cong Rong and walked towards the kitchen.

Cong Rong has never seen him smile, to be precise, he has never seen him talk so easily like today.

From the first time we met, his brows were always furrowed.

"I don't know what kind of acquaintance can make the Living Hades take off his airs."

Cong Rong looked at the lazy and casual figure in the kitchen, and the corners of his lips curled into a beautiful curve.

After the two had breakfast, they drove to the private custom bridal shop.

When he was still a few kilometers away from his destination, Ji Tingqiu received a call, and a woman's sobs could be heard slightly.

"You go to the lobby and wait for me. I'll go and I'll be here soon." Ji Tingqiu put her down and drove towards the parking space by himself.

"Baby, mom will be wearing a wedding dress today. It's great that you can witness mom's wedding." Cong Rong took a deep breath and smiled brightly.

In the window at the entrance of the bridal shop, white roses and green plants in full bloom form a half-moon-shaped French-style arch. The model is wearing a cloud-white deep V-neck wedding dress, as if at the wedding scene.

Cong Rong was attracted by the decoration inside, thinking that she was about to wear a wedding dress and walk down the red carpet hand in hand with Ji Tingqiu.

Her breathing was a little messed up.

After several deep breaths, Cong Rong calmed down the messy tension in his heart before pushing the door open and entering the hall.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" A short-haired employee in overalls leaned forward and asked.

"Uh, I'm waiting for someone to come."

"Miss, I'm sorry, we have an appointment business after nine o'clock and need to clear the venue, you can come next Monday." The short-haired employee bowed and pointed in the direction of the door as a gesture of invitation.

"We are here to try on wedding dresses, and he will come as soon as he parks the car."

Cong Rong resolutely shook her head and vetoed it. She had already promised that Aunt Yue would take photos of her trying on clothes. Aunt Yue's life was counting down, and she must fulfill her wish.

"Miss, can you wait for someone to wait outside, and don't affect our customer's try-on experience?"

I heard that the store manager will come to serve in person. In the morning, there was a top VIP customer who was even better than Mrs. Jing's young lady in the dressing room.

If she delays things, that little salary can't stand the deduction.

"Miss, do you know the price of our "Hemu" wedding dresses? The minimum price for an ordinary designer style is 6000, can you accept it?" Chen Panpan said with complacent eyes.

"Hemu" is the only branch of the world's top wedding dress designer brand in China. All the wedding dresses are hand-sewn, one style and one piece. Many celebrities' wedding dresses use this brand.

"Miss, the customers we receive at "Hemu" are either rich or expensive. For example, Miss Rong who is trying on a wedding dress, and Mrs. Jing Shao are our service targets. You didn't make an appointment, I'm really sorry! "

Chen Panpan pointed to Mrs. Jing Shao who was trying on clothes in the fitting room around the corner.

Cong Rong snorted coldly, the road to Encounter is really narrow, that Mrs. Jing Shao has already walked towards her with her skirt lifted.

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