Chapter 230

Dou Wei'er comes out against the wall and walks to the bridal chamber with a pale face. As soon as she gets to the door, the door of the bridal chamber opens coldly and two people come out from inside.

But at this time.

Tearing——

"Ah

Dou Wei'er hasn't seen what the person inside looks like. Behind him comes the sound of gauze tearing, followed by the girl's exclamation.

She quickly turned to look at the past, a bridesmaid with a sad face, looking down at his bridesmaid dress skirt.

Eugene gauze accidentally hooks the metal decoration on other people's clothes. They go to both sides at the same time. When they are forced, the skirt tears.

Dou Wei'er held her forehead, closed her eyes, raised her feet and walked over, "Chao Yu, you are too careless!" She stretched out her hand and straightened the skirt facing the rain. It was too big to hide.

"Wei'er, what should I do?" Fang Chaoyu is a little flustered.

This dress is a private custom-made one of the most famous brands. It costs more than 100000 yuan at least. She can't afford to pay for it.

"Don't worry, find a needle and thread first."

At the door of the wedding house, song Yuting opens the door. As Mrs. Yan goes out, she turns back to say goodbye to Ye.

"Well, old lady, I'll see you at the wedding later. If you want to see me later, there will be a lot of time to meet you. Why do you care about this moment and a half?" Song Yuting is joking.

When Mrs. Yan turns around, dou Wei'er just turns around. Mrs. Yan's eyes are fixed. She only sees a tall and thin figure of her back. When she walks, it looks like a cat.

Old lady Yan quickly took back her eyes and said to song Yuting, "I'll see you at the wedding later, but my heart is not this dress."

Song Yuting understood what she meant.

At the beginning, Miss Yantong and Sheng Wenjun held a Chinese wedding. They wore retro bridal clothes throughout the wedding. After a while, ye Qingxin changed her wedding dress, which naturally didn't look like Miss Yantong. Now she looks more like Miss Yantong.

"Old lady, it's 18 years since the first lady left. It's time for you to put it down." Song Yuting helped old lady Yan to go out and sighed: "if you know that, miss, you will be sad."

Old man Yan couldn't help crying, "what's sad? If she's sad, why doesn't she come to see me all these years? I wish she could come and see me... "

"Old lady..." Song Yuting didn't know how to persuade her again.

For so many years, she has said a lot of words of persuasion. The old lady still can't let go of her thoughts about the first lady. Even the older she is, the more unforgettable she is. She often tears secretly at night.

Thinking of this, song Yuting sighed.

Behind them, in the room, fortunately, dou Wei'er's work is good. Although it can't be sewn as seamlessly as it hasn't been broken, at least it can't be seen without being careful.

"Wei'er, I won't pay for this dress, will I? You know what happened to me, I, I have no money... "Fang Chaoyu's face is worried. She is white and clean, with delicate features and a slight frown. She is very pitiful.

Smell speech, Dou Wei son a smile, the hand sews up of the movement don't stop, way: "compensate what compensate, difficult don't become, you think the heart will also take back your this dress don't become, was worn by you, she take back to do?"

"You mean the bride doesn't want the dress? For us? " Fang Chaoyu was a little surprised, "this is Dr's private custom-made money, at least ten thousand pieces. If you sell it to a wedding dress rental shop, you should be able to sell it for a lot of money..."

"Correct, you have a dress of 280000."

Fang Chaoyu's ugly face suddenly changed.

Dou Wei'er can't help laughing when she looks like this. "Don't worry, no matter how expensive it is, you won't have to pay for it. Xinxin's husband has a lot of money. He doesn't care about this. Xinxin is not a mean person."

Finally, tie a knot on the inside of the organza and cut the thread. Dou Wei'er puts down Fang Chaoyu's skirt and straightens it. The stitching place is just hidden in the fold, which can't be seen without paying attention.

Fang Chaoyu thought of Dou Wei'er's words, bowed his head and straightened his skirt, seemingly inadvertently asked: "what does the bridegroom do? So rich. "

Dou Wei'er put away her needle and thread and said carelessly, "business, big group boss, you can't do it."

"Oh." Fang Chaoyu lowered his eyelashes and raised his hand to shave his hair.

Suddenly, another burst of abdominal pain comes. Dou Wei'er doesn't have time to tell Fang Chaoyu. She gets up and rushes into aunt Chi's room.

Coming out again, she felt hollowed out again.

"Take some medicine, Miss Dou." Aunt Chi handed me a box of medicine.

"What is this?" Dou Wei'er asked as she took over.

"The antidiarrheal that my wife ordered to buy for you." Aunt Chi handed over the water cup in her hand and said, "take two first to see what the effect is."

Dou Wei'er took the medicine, went into the wedding room, pulled a sofa stool, sat down beside Ye Qingxin, and said: "thank you for the medicine. Last night, I ate a few mutton kebabs, and I had two stomachache at night. It's really a key time to drop the chain."

Ye Qingxin smiles: "it's OK, if you can't, you'll have a rest."

Dou Wei'er lowered her eyes, looking a little lost, "um.".

At 10:20, Aunt Zhang received a call from the wedding party. In another 15 minutes, the wedding party would arrive at the hotel.

Dou Wei'er quickly let Ye Qingxin's colleagues block at the door of the guest room, while she took the bridesmaid group and several other Ye Qingxin's colleagues to block at the door of the wedding room to set up a second checkpoint.

She had prepared a small game to trick the best man group. Today, no matter who is the best man, she won't take off her skin and don't want to take the bride away from here.

Dou Wei'er and song Jiu are very excited.

I don't know if it's because of the good effect or the diversion of attention. Dou Wei'er's stomach is much better, but it doesn't hurt any more.

Song's mother, Aunt Zhang, Connie and the wedding planner are with Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin looks at Dou Wei'er's monkey like way of hiding his diamond studded shoes everywhere, and feels that it's easy to find them everywhere. He smiles unconsciously.

Because Zhou Qiaoqiao doesn't communicate with her relatives, ye Qingxin is so old that she hasn't been to anyone's wedding. She doesn't know what it's like when others get married. There are not many people in the wedding room. There are more than 20 people in it. It's not particularly lively, but it's not cold.

Dou Wei'er's shoes haven't been hidden well. The room layout is dreamy and beautiful, but the layout is simple and there is no complicated decoration. There is almost no place where two pairs of shoes can be hidden and can't be easily found.

"I want a good place." Fang Chaoyu, who has been very quiet, suddenly opens his mouth, and everyone's eyes fall on her one after another.

She is a little embarrassed, eyebrows dyed a little shy, went to Dou Wei'er, took the pair of diamond shoes, and then went to the sofa to sit down, holding the transparent tape that I don't know where to get, tied the two shoes on their thighs.

The bridesmaid's dress is knee high and the skirt is shaggy. She can't see that a pair of shoes are tied on her thigh when she stands up.

"I can't see it at all. After a while, the bridegroom lifted the house and couldn't find it." Fang Chaoyu said with a smile: "at that time, don't let it slip. If the bridegroom doesn't satisfy us with the red envelope, he won't take away our beautiful bride."

"It's a good idea. He can't find the bridesmaid's lap, no matter how he looks for the bridegroom. Ha ha..." a colleague from Paer studio said.

Someone followed with a smile.

Ye Qingxin sits on the bed and looks at Fang Chaoyu calmly. He stares at Fang Chaoyu's red face for a moment, and then looks at Dou Wei'er.

Dou Wei'er is also turning her head to see ye Qingxin. Her eyes meet each other, but in a moment, dou Wei'er takes her eyes back, walks to Fang Chaoyu, and says with a smile, "I don't think it's good. At that time, it's definitely not the groom who is looking for wedding shoes alone. The groom doesn't dare to lift your skirt. The best man is a single man, but it's not necessarily."

Dou Wei'er said that she pulled off her shoes from Fang Chaoyu's thigh. She was a bit strong. The adhesive tape hurt Fang Chaoyu's skin and made her "hiss" and take a breath of cold air.

"I invite you to be my bridesmaid." Dou Wei'er looks at Fang Chaoyu coldly. She gets close to her ear and says in a voice that only two people can hear: "it's not for you to seduce men. Hide your wedding shoes on your thighs. Who do you want to lift your skirt to see your thighs?"

Fang Chaoyu's face turned white, "Wei'er, I'm not..."

Dou Wei'er and Fang Chaoyu don't have a very good relationship. It's just that during the new year, many friends go back to their hometown for the new year, and few of them are single and have time to be bridesmaids.

"It doesn't matter. The important thing is that today's bridegroom is not something you can covet. Remember what I said and don't embarrass yourself."

With these words, dou Wei'er and Fang Chaoyu's friendship, which is not deep, is over.

Dou Wei'er didn't expect that Fang Chaoyu would give birth to such thoughts because he praised jingboyuan. He felt guilty.

No matter what kind of person the groom is, whether she will really lift Fang Chaoyu's skirt when she ties her wedding shoes to such a private place as her thigh, her move is bound to attract the attention of the groom.

The heart, mind a little transparent people can guess.

It's just an episode, and it's quickly forgotten.

The wedding shoes were eventually hidden in a photographer.

A photographer in his thirties was wearing a very thick down jacket with a big pocket on the inside, just enough to fit a pair of shoes.

At Ten thirty-five, there was a deafening sound of firecrackers downstairs on time. The sound of explosion seemed to be on people's heart, making people's heart roar with it.

Ye Qingxin's hands on his legs, unconsciously slowly tightening, gripping the cloth of Hefu, wrinkled the flat skirt.

Not long after, a loud noise came in from outside the door.