mesbooks Chapter 278 Follow me
Chapter 278 Follow me
Sang Ran walked slowly towards them holding the clerk's hand.
At this moment, Lin Zhiyi was stunned.
She thought of many words in her mind, and finally only two words were left: elf.
Considering that Sang Ran wears prosthetic limbs, she cannot bear a very complicated wedding dress.
So the designer specially designed this wedding dress for her.
The upper body is a lace herringbone bra, embellished with stacked tulle petals, which is light yet firm.
The skirt is made of stacked tulle and has a small slit at the bottom so that it won't be inconvenient for Sang Ran to walk.
The elegant and hazy look, coupled with Sang Ran's smile, makes people feel that she deserves all the best.
Sang Ran approached cautiously in her high heels and even looked at Lin Zhiyi with a smile.
It was as if he was asking whether Lin Zhiyi was pretty or not.
Beautiful, very beautiful.
Lin Zhiyi nodded vigorously and tried to smile. She didn't want to look like a poor creature struggling desperately.
Sang Ran seemed to be encouraged. She let go of the clerk's hand and walked towards Gong Chen step by step.
In order to make the wedding dress look beautiful, the store is decorated to give it the feeling of a wedding scene.
Sang Ran walked towards the man happily.
But it is a place that Lin Zhiyi will never be able to reach in his lifetime.
She backed away again and again, trying to leave this place of light.
At this moment, Sang Ran stumbled and fell towards Gong Chen.
Gong Chen subconsciously raised his hand to block it.
Yes, it’s blocking, not receiving.
But the next second, he reached out and embraced Sang Ran, frowned slightly and warned: "Be careful."
Sang Ran looked down at her high heels and said, "This is my first time wearing high heels."
Gong Chen straightened her up, his eyes a little dark: "You don't have to do this."
Sang Ran pouted: "Who made you so tall? I can't even reach your shoulders without high heels. When taking photos at the wedding, do you want the photographer to keep yelling at the bride to stand up?"
The atmosphere suddenly became harmonious and warm.
Everyone else in the store smiled and gave them envious and blessing looks.
Lin Zhiyi just wanted to be a spectator, but someone insisted on pulling her out.
Wen Qing pointed at Lin Zhiyi and said, "Ms. Lin, where is your wedding dress? Take it out and let me see it."
"I don't have it, you can ask them." Lin Zhiyi looked at the mother and son of the He family.
At this time, He Yao's attention was all on Sang Ran, but Mrs. He couldn't help but push him.
He came back to his senses and said perfunctorily: "Mom, just choose a set for her."
Mrs. He looked at Lin Zhiyi arrogantly as if she had received some imperial decree, then walked to the clothes rack.
She picked out the most conservative and ugliest wedding dress and handed it to Lin Zhiyi.
Suddenly, everyone looked at Lin Zhiyi, especially Wen Qing, waiting to laugh at her.
Lin Zhiyi said calmly: "Mrs. He, as long as you like it."
Mrs. He saw her compromise and curled her lips: "That's right, a woman should obey her husband's family after she gets married."
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi lowered his eyes and did not express any opinion.
Others thought she was compromising and accepting everything.
But in fact, where no one else could see, her eyes were always fixed on Mrs. He's bag.
Just at this moment, the waiter came in with exquisite afternoon tea.
Lin Zhiyi paused for two seconds, then immediately stood up and took the teapot, saying earnestly, "Mrs. He, please sit down and have a cup of tea."
Through these two contacts, she discovered that Mrs. He was not the traditional woman she seemed to be, but a woman who needed to be flattered and sought power.
So Lin Zhiyi began to play the role of a flatterer.
Mrs. He really went to accept Lin Zhiyi's tea with joy.
Lin Zhiyi pretended to bump into the corner of the table, spilling the tea all over her.
"Excuse me, let me wipe it for you."
As she spoke, she pulled Mrs. He's sleeve.
Mrs. He jumped up as if she had received an electric shock. "Don't touch me! That's enough. I'll go to the bathroom and clean up myself."
She grabbed her bag from the couch and headed to the bathroom.
Lin Zhiyi raised an apologetic face, took the towel handed over by the clerk, looked at He Yao sincerely and said: "Master He, I'll go see Mrs. He, you two chat first."
He Yao nodded coldly, seemingly not caring about Mrs. He at all.
Lin Zhiyi walked towards the bathroom.
……
Toilet.
As soon as Mrs. He saw Lin Zhiyi, she immediately let down the hem of her skirt.
"What are you doing here? You useless thing, you'll be in trouble when you marry into our family!"
Lin Zhiyi held the towel and whispered, "Mrs. He, I'm sorry, why don't you go to the cubicle and wipe your body?"
The place where she poured the water was awkward, and if she didn't wipe it dry, her underwear would probably get wet.
Mrs. He was obviously unwilling to expose her body just now, so going to the cubicle was the most convenient option.
But she was obviously hesitant.
Lin Zhiyi said quickly: "Pass the skirt to me through the crack in the door, I'll dry it for you, it should be ready soon."
Seeing her groveling like that, Mrs. He clicked her tongue twice and said, "You're smart. Wait for me."
Then, Mrs. He entered the compartment and handed the wet skirt to Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi pretended to lower her head to blow her skirt, but her eyes were fixed on the cubicle door that was slowly closing.
After making sure the door was closed, she held the hair dryer in one hand and opened Mrs. He's bag on the sink with the other.
Unexpectedly, the first thing I found was a handful of medicine.
In addition to ointments that promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, there are also many medicines for treating insomnia.
Lin Zhiyi took photos quickly and finally found Mrs. He’s cell phone in her inner pocket.
She opened Mrs. He's cell phone without even thinking.
Because the password is the same as He Yao's. As for why it is the same.
It's very simple. Mrs. He would subconsciously look at He Yao's expression before doing anything.
This shows that she is used to putting He Yao first in everything.
This kind of mother has no self.
As for He Yao's password, that's easier to guess.
After all, his eyes had never left Sang Ran from the very beginning.
After opening the phone, Mrs. He's photo album was deleted completely, as if she was afraid of being seen by someone.
Only the chat history with Wen Qing was not deleted.
After Lin Zhiyi flipped through a few pages, he discovered a strange phenomenon.
Mrs. He not only obeys her son's orders, but also listens to Wen Qing.
During the conversation between the two, she didn't even say a word in rebuttal.
Although the He family is not as powerful as the Sang family and the Gong family, Mrs. He would not be so humble to Wen Qing.
Lin Zhiyi watched the conversation and suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but be shocked.
But after calming down, she quickly filmed the entire conversation between the two.
Just as I was about to put the phone back, the cubicle door rang.
"Is it ready? Why is it so slow?" Mrs. He urged.
"It's almost done. You're wearing a wool skirt, which is a delicate material. If the hair dryer is set too high, it will easily get burned."
Lin Zhiyi explained as she put the phone back in its place.
Turning off the hair dryer, she handed the skirt to Mrs. He.
Mrs. He changed into her skirt and rushed to get her bag. She turned her back to look at the things in the bag. After making sure that nothing had been touched, she glanced at Lin Zhiyi.
"Be careful next time."
"Ah."
Lin Zhiyi lowered her head to wash her hands, and when she looked up, Mrs. He had already left.
In fact, there are also advantages to being ignored.
She had just dried her hands and walked out of the bathroom when suddenly a hand covered her mouth and nose.
Before Lin Zhiyi could react, someone hugged her from behind, and a familiar breath invaded her senses.
She struggled hard, but the person behind her approached her more aggressively.
The cold and deep voice of a man echoed in her ears: "Follow me."