Sky-high price for renting together: Don't want to escape the beautiful wife

The so-called closed store service is a service provided by these high-end stores for a very small number of distinguished customers. The doors of the store are closed and only serve specific people.

How rare is the share?

Even old customers like Du Weiwei can't enjoy it.

"Miss Du, this way please." The shopping guide bowed to Du Weiwei with some embarrassment, signaling that it was time for her to go out.

Hearing this, Du Weiwei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

She gave Qi Wanran a hard look.

Just a mistress, relying on Jing Tingyao to support her, she thought she could be lawless!

Du Weiwei's silver teeth were almost crushed.

But because Jing Ting was here, she dared not speak out, so she could only vent her anger on the shopping guide.

"Wait until I go to your manager to complain about you."

After leaving this sentence, Du Weiwei left angrily.

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All the clothes from that season were sent to Jing's house, and the sofa was piled up.

Even if you don’t wear the same thing every day, you won’t be able to wear it all this season!
What is this called, buying clothes for a while, tidying up the crematorium.

"Children have a temper." Qi Wanran muttered softly.

Although Qi Wanran made such complaints, it was undeniable that she felt a little flattered in her heart.

This feeling of being protected wholeheartedly is really great, something she has never experienced before.

Qi Wanran was humming a little tune and bouncing up the stairs. As soon as she lay down on the bed, her phone vibrated.

A text message came in.

It's Du Weiwei.

It is also persistent enough.Qi Wanran thought to himself.

"Qi Wanran, don't be too complacent, a mistress like you will get dumped sooner or later!"

This resolute tone made Qi Wanran almost believe it.

Is the mistress whose name is listed in the household registration book okay?

When they got married before, they held a special press conference, but Qi Wanran didn't bother to explain to Du Weiwei.

It's not worth getting angry at people who don't matter to you.

Since Du Weiwei wholeheartedly thinks that she is a mistress, then she can go along with the flow.

Thinking of this, Qi Wanran simply replied: "Even if you are a mistress, not everyone can do it."

You, Miss Du's family, are so awesome, why didn't Jing Tingyao take a fancy to you?

Du Weiwei's inexplicable sense of superiority.

Qi Wanran rolled his eyes, and angrily stuffed the phone under the pillow.

Then, as if he didn't feel enough to relieve his anger, he kicked his feet hard twice.

The self-education just now is bullshit.

As soon as Jing Tingyao came out of the shower, he saw someone tossing about on the bed, and the quilt that was neat just now turned into a ball of pickles.

childish.

How old is he to vent his anger in this way.

Jing Tingyao pounced on Qi Wanran with the wet steam on his body.

He was only wrapped in a bath towel all over his body, and the muscle lines he had exercised for a long time were very smooth.

Water drops slid down Jing Tingyao's neck, leaving a wet trace.

Qi Wanran was so overwhelmed by this sudden move that he forgot to resist.

Her eyes could not help sliding down with the water drops, her face was burning.

To deal with Qi Wanran, the beauty trick is really tried and tested.

Jing Tingyao took out Qi Wanran's cell phone hidden under the pillow during the moment when he was in a trance.

"Hey! Pay me back!"

By the time Qi Wanran found out the real purpose of the other party, it was already too late.

There is no password set on her mobile phone, and the text message is still running in the background program, and it will come out as soon as it is dialed.

Jing Tingyao read the text message at a glance, and finally understood why this person was angry just now.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

He looked at Qi Wanran with raised eyebrows, and shook his phone.

He really didn't know how the eloquent guy in court could be so stupid now.

Wouldn't it be okay to make a small report?
"Tell you what to do." Qi Wanran waved his hand pretending not to care, "It's a trivial matter, and she won't lose weight if she says a few words."

At the end, Qi Wanran added another sentence, "Didn't I fight back too? I won't suffer."

Jing Tingyao: "..."

This is called not suffering... Okay.

He threw the phone to Qi Wanran, "The wedding is scheduled for next Monday, so prepare well during this time."

If you don't sing, you will already be a blockbuster, and you are talking about Jing Tingyao.

Qi Wanran was so shocked by this flirty sentence that he didn't know how to react.

After a while, she finally choked out a sentence: "Are you sick?"

If it wasn't for the hothead, he wouldn't have said such demented words!

Does he still remember that they were a fake marriage?
What kind of wedding is a fake marriage?
Isn't this completely binding the two of them together?

Qi Wanran was very mad.

"I make the decision, you just have to obey the arrangement." Jing Tingyao said indifferently, "You have no room to refute."

In short, this decision cannot be ignored.

Jing Tingyao is a man of one word.

Now that it is decided to hold a make-up wedding, it must be implemented.

For the next week, Qi Wanran was very busy every day.

For a while, I have to choose the style of the invitation card, for a while, I have to choose a souvenir, for a while, I have to meet the designer of the wedding dress, and if there is a need, I have to choose the venue for the wedding.

Only then did she know that getting married is so troublesome and tiring, Qi Wanran wished he could split himself into two people!
Of course, Qi Wanran's network cannot be compared with Jing Tingyao's. After thinking about it, he only got enough people for three tables.

Most of the guests were people Jing Tingyao knew, and Qi Wanran didn't care too much.

Fortunately, although preparations for the wedding were busy, nothing went wrong.

Time slipped through the fingers, and it was the wedding day in a blink of an eye.

The form of the wedding was Western-style, and the venue was also set in a very famous local church.

The outside guests arrived one after another.

Qi Wanran waited in the lounge holding a bouquet, and from time to time, he could still hear the sound of joking outside.

She kept telling herself in her heart that this was a fake marriage, so don't be nervous, but her palms were still sweating crazily.

The heartbeat was deafening.

While waiting, every minute and every second is suffering.

"Relax, you are very beautiful today." The makeup artist comforted her with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

You don't need to think about who is coming.

Qi Wanran's heart suddenly rose, and he was so nervous that he was almost at the same level.

The makeup artist patted Qi Wanran on the shoulder, smiled and slipped out.

Jing Tingyao opened the door, and the eyes of the two collided.

Qi Wanran's long hair was coiled up, revealing her slender neck, and the wind blowing in from the window gently pulled up the corner of the veil, as if it had touched a string in someone's heart.

"Not bad, worthy of the Lord." Jing Tingyao stretched out his hand towards his bride.

Qi Wanran blushed and pretended to be calm, "Of course."

She gently took the groom's hand, holding the bouquet, and walked through the church step by step.

When the two appeared at the door of the church, all eyes were on them.

There are blessings, envy, and jealousy.

Among this group of people, Qi Wanran saw Du Weiwei with an ugly face.