I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

Jian Qiaoxin and Yan Gan's marriage is set on the day of Liqiu, please do the math, it's a good day, easy to marry.

They did the job of making the invitations by themselves. The bright red gold-plated invitation paper was very hard to hold, and when it was opened, there were stick figures of two people inside, which was very cute.

It is easy to write invitations, but it is not easy to write a lot of them. Many friends and assistants have been invited. A group of people have been busy all morning to complete it, especially Yan Gan has too many people to invite. Really Counting, there must be several stacks.

Jian Qiaoxin was a little helpless: "Are there so many people?"

"Yeah." Yan Gan was sitting on the carpet, not far away Ran Ran was playing with a car, and he was holding a card in his hand: "Business friends, family friends."

As far as Jian Qiaoxin is concerned, there are actually not many, and he has no friends.

Yan Gan looked at the small stack over there: "That's all?"

"Well." Jian Qiaoxin didn't plan to invite the media or anything: "If you get married, you can invite some relatives and friends you know. As for the media, forget it."

Yan Gan is not the kind of person who likes to meet the media, he waved his hand: "Please do not please."

"but……"

Jian Qiaoxin was curious: "Huh?"

Yan Gan put down the invitation: "Since I want to marry you, it means that the Ming Dynasty is marrying. According to the specifications, you... no, aren't our dad and the others still on the mountain? Are you going back to live in these two days?"

If you follow the formal wedding process, there is such a thing as picking up the bride.

Jian Qiaoxin was a little unexpected. He felt warm in his heart, but he still asked, "Will you pick me up?"

"Otherwise?" Yan Gan raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Do you think uncle will let you go in without anything?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't say a word, he really thought everything would be simple.

Yan Gan threw the invitation on the table, leisurely and lazy, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Our children must have what others have."

Jian Qiaoxin glared at him lightly, and he suddenly remembered the two pairs of gold rings that his grandfather gave him before, but how should he tell Yan Gan.

If it is taken out, Yan Gan will definitely ask why he didn't take it out before.

He hesitated for a moment.

Yan Gan saw that his expression was not good: "What's wrong?"

"No..." Jian Qiaoxin bit her lip and asked tentatively, "Well, why don't we prepare our wedding ring?"

Yan Gan simply nodded: "Yes."

Jian Qiao was overjoyed, he was thinking about it, and when he got an opportunity to take it out tomorrow, he heard Yan Gan say: "Uncle knows that you are ready, so you don't have an engagement ring."

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback.

Yan Gan put aside the ran

Then hugged him over, and patted off the ashes that had just rubbed off on the child: "I'm going to see when you're willing to take it out."

Jian Qiaoxin understood that there was nothing in this world that could hide from him.

He quickly explained: "That's right, the reason why I didn't give it to you before was because I wasn't sure if we were really together, so I didn't take out the ring, not because I didn't want to give it to you, and we didn't Separately, wearing a ring is also easy to be misunderstood, so..."

Yan Gan waved his hand: "Okay."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at him, a little nervous, really afraid of being misunderstood.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth curled up into a smile: "I thought you might only dare to show it on the day of your wedding because of your stuffy temper, but now you dare to say it. Our Xiaoxin has made progress."

"..."

It's enough.

Jian Qiaoxin now understands the benefits of communication very well. Don’t hold back anything in your heart, just express your thoughts bravely. He and Yan Gan have taken so many detours before, and they will definitely get better and better in the future. of.

Now that everything has been agreed upon here, Jian Qiaoxin checked the process again, because he will be getting married the day after tomorrow, so he plans to leave this afternoon.

The way back to the village was actually not far away, but Jian Qiaoxin was quite busy along the way. After he got home, he cleaned up the house first and then went to grandpa's house with the invitation.

Jian Qiaoxin still needs to ask the old man about many things, but now he has a more important question: "Grandpa, if you want a best man when you get married, should you be unmarried or married?"

The old man was holding a gold-plated invitation to read the words, and heard the words: "The custom is to invite married families to be happy. This is called good fortune, which means that the family you are about to form will also be harmonious and smooth."

It was also the first time Jian Qiaoxin knew about it. He said, "In some places, unmarried people are invited."

"Humph." The old man didn't take it seriously: "Our ancestors, in China for 5000 years, have always invited married people since ancient times. It is the custom of foreigners to be unmarried."

Jian Qiaoxin thought about it, and it seemed to be the same reason. He was really happy. If so, he would be able to invite Jian Jian and Jian Xingchen, but he didn't know if the schedule could be arranged.

Thinking of this, Jian Qiaoxin hurriedly said, "Grandpa, I'll go out and make a call!"

The old man waved his hand: "Go, go, they are all getting married, don't go out, it's unlucky."

Jian Qiaoxin responded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I understand."

He found a remote place to make a call, and the person on the other end of the phone knew that he was going to be the best man, except for the initial surprise, he was all complaining.

Jian Jian was in a hurry: "Xiaoxin, you bad boy, why didn't you say such a big thing earlier, I didn't prepare the best man's dress at all, ah Xiaomi, what are you talking about, I have an event tomorrow? Push it, I'll go Is the suit that you ordered last month at home, Jian Qiaoxin, let me tell you that when I see you, don't you see me..."

Jian Qiaoxin was on the phone dumbfounded. He remembered that Yan Gan had asked someone to prepare the best man's clothes before, and said, "It seems that there are clothes prepared here, but I don't know if the size is suitable."

Simply said: "See you tomorrow."

The two chatted for a while, and then hung up after making an appointment to meet tomorrow. Jian Qiaoxin thought about it, and called Jian Xingchen again.

The answer over there was quick, and after hearing that he was going to be the best man, it took Jian Xingchen a while to understand what the best man was going to do, and he said: "Yeah, it just so happens that I don't want to work these two days, it's so boring. "

Jian Qiaoxin was amused by him: "Then when will you come, tomorrow?"

Jian Xingchen said yes: "I will go home to pack my luggage at night and tell Ah Jue, otherwise he will get angry, and he will make trouble for no reason."

???

Does Huo always make trouble for no reason? Doesn't he look very calm and mature?

Jian Qiaoxin still agreed: "Then we will see you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow."

According to the custom, the natal family also has to set up tables, and the family is already lively at the moment. Originally, Jian Qiaoxin's parents are old, and no one will take care of it for him, but he learned that Jian Qiaoxin called two days ago to say that he was getting married. At that moment, the village head's house had already started to run. At this moment, the courtyard is full of meat and vegetables. The village is not happy to go to the hotel, so it is cooked at home, and there are many people and it is lively.

Mrs. Zhang came over from the outside and said, "Xiaoxin, did you bring the invitation card? Everyone in the village wants to invite you."

Jian Qiaoxin remembered the stack of invitations in the car when he came, and he said, "There are."

Fortunately, the car stopped at the entrance of the village, and Guawazi accompanied him to take it back. The invitations were all empty, and it was a waste of time to write in them, but the whole family got together and finished it quickly.

Guaziwa accompanied him to deliver them from door to door.

The people in the village were also happy. After all, this invitation card is really valuable, it is plated with real gold, and even if it is sold in the future, it can be sold at a good price because it is an invitation card for Jian Qiao's new wedding.

Everyone responded simply and kept talking festively.

Jian Jian and Jian Xingchen came here at noon the next day. They were in summer and didn't have much luggage. They were all in casual clothes. The village head's house was at the head of the village, so it was easy to recognize. The word "Happy" was pasted on it, so it was very lively.

According to the village chief, Jian Qiaoxin was asked to bring some wine for tomorrow's wedding to the mountain to worship the elders. Jian Qiaoxin was very obedient and went without saying a word.

Jian Xingchen was very interested in the village chief's chicken, and said bluntly, "Can I eat chicken at night?"

Jian Qiaoxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Anything is fine."

He used to fantasize about what it would be like if he got married, but at that time he had no friends or relatives, he just thought it would be very cold, and now, Jian Qiaoxin felt very satisfied, what he could not ask for in life, could It is enough to have a few bosom friends and someone who can trust your sincerity.

When Yan Gan's car came the next day, the village was unbelievably lively.

Children are playing in the fields with toys and candies. The simple village and the bright luxury cars seem so mismatched, but they blend together strangely.

Mr. Yan encountered a barrier, and a major bottleneck in life is how to get in.

Jian Xingchen's voice came from inside: "I want a red envelope."

"The money must be paid, otherwise there is no way to open the door." A simple voice followed: "If you hit the door, go home and kneel on the washboard."

Yan Gan turned his head to look at the two behind him: "You don't care about your daughter-in-law."

Fu Lougui leaned against the wall and sneered: "You said it simply, but you are not the one kneeling on the washboard at night."

"..."

The gap under the door is not

It was big enough to stuff a red envelope. Fortunately, Yan Gan was prepared. He took out one or two hundred of them from his pocket and stuffed them along the gaps.

Jian Qiaoxin was dumbfounded, she didn't expect Yan Gan to be such a prodigal.

Jian Xingchen, who was standing in front of the door, looked at Jian Qiaoxin: "Boss Yan spent a lot of money to pick you up."

"Pfft." Jian Qiaoxin simply stood up from the bed: "Okay, let's open the door, save some money, but the tuition fee has not been settled yet."

"..."

the door is open

Yan Gan came in from the outside. He was wearing a wine-red suit today, with a handsome smile on his face, standing at the door, full of elegance and handsome, but his clothes were wrinkled a lot because of the tossing around the door for a long time.

for a moment

Jian Qiaoxin remembered that when they met for the first time, at the reception, Yan Gan was also wearing a red suit. At that time, they were not familiar with each other, and Yan Gan blocked him on the rooftop and threatened him.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the thin sweat on Yan Gan's forehead, and smiled: "Why are you so embarrassed, I almost couldn't recognize you."

"Can't you recognize me?" Yan Gan pulled his suit and tie, stepped forward a few steps, and raised Jian Qiaoxin's chin: "You little heartless, uncle is because of who made it here, and replaced it with someone else Can you be so troublesome that you won't recognize me if you know who I am?"

Seeing him panting lightly, Jian Qiaoxin put her arms around the man's waist: "Well, who are you?"

Yan Gan directly kissed her and walked out: "Call me husband."

Jian Qiaoxin followed him, laughing: "The marriage is not over yet, it's too early."

"Really?" Yan Gan glanced at him sideways: "Okay, I'll satisfy you, and call slowly when I go back at night."

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The author has something to say: the text is over.

Fanwai... Who can write the Fanwai?I suddenly remembered that there are not many characters in this article who can write special episodes ==

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Thank you Mantouchen for mine~

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Title: "The Ex-Boyfriend Is the Movie King"

Copywriter:

As a starlet, Jian Huan has a little secret. That's right, Su Wuhuan, the actor who is popular in the entertainment industry, is his ex-boyfriend.

still a

The ex-boyfriend who he voluntarily dumped back then.

Everyone in the entertainment industry knows that Su Wuhuan is a well-known elegant and noble son. He is a gentleman, considerate, gentle, and almost everyone's dream lover.

however

Except for Jian Huan.

The whole entertainment circle knows that Su Wuhuan hates Jian Heng.

When a reporter asked if the two were at odds, Jian Heng said out of conscience: "Of course not. In fact, we have a very good relationship. Tomorrow is Brother Su's birthday. I even made him a gift myself!"

Journalists are skeptical.

Jian Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, on the next day's snowy night, a certain starlet was stuck in the lounge, and the imposing ex-boyfriend asked coldly, "Where's the gift you made yourself?"

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