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As long as she was by his side, he would win?

Mu Qinghuan laughed as she looked at Feng Cheng's face from the side.

"I hope... You win! "

But she was just a nobody, what use could she have?

"Mu Qinghuan, don't forget to say those words …" Feng Cheng curled the corner of his lips, that bit of confidence in his eyes that was determined to win. He couldn't help but reach out to rub the red tear in the corner of her eye, as his smile grew wider.

Yes, she was on his side, and he won …

She was the decisive factor...

Her eyes were filled with confusion, but Mu Qinghuan did not take Feng Cheng's words to heart. After yawning once again, she was already drowsy, "I'll go rest first, you don't have to be late either."

"Mu Qinghuan... Let's get married. " When Feng Cheng said this, Mu Qinghuan only felt disbelief.

Although she had never cared about this form of wedding, she would still care about it.

Every woman was looking forward to a wedding, even if it was a very simple and simple one.

She, Mu Qinghuan, naturally also hoped for a wedding.

Moreover, this was something that Feng Cheng had the ability to give her.

Initially, Feng Cheng was even willing to sign a female artiste with the form of a wedding to gather so many people …

Then give her a proper wedding, just a word from him.

"There has been some trouble in our family recently. Can we hold a wedding at this time of the year?" Mu Qinghuan was referring to the fact that Feng Qin Dong's body was not feeling well, he was afraid that his spine would be exposed if he held a wedding ceremony at this time.

However, Feng Cheng seemed to not care at all about the rumors outside. He exerted a little strength in his hand and pulled Mu Qinghuan into his embrace, "Treat it as a form of celebration. I want everyone to know that you, Mu Qinghuan, are my, Feng Cheng's, wife."

"Really?" It was too unrealistic, Mu Qinghuan felt that her bliss had come too suddenly, but she had started to look forward to this wedding.

"Well, I'd like to get it over with as soon as possible, preferably in the next two days." After all, Feng Qin Dong's body wasn't strong enough, and he would probably be gone in two days. Good news and bad news obviously could not collide, Feng Cheng said indifferently, "What kind of wedding dress do you want?"

"I want to pick one from Sister Hui!" Mu Qinghuan took the initiative to hug Feng Cheng, but the man's strength was shockingly strong. In the next second, she carried her horizontally, walking towards the big, soft bed.

"Happy?" he asked faintly.

Mu Qinghuan was so happy that she couldn't speak. She expressed all of her inner activities on her face and used a flower-like smile to show how happy she was right now.

Seeing her moving smile, Feng Cheng felt like his body was ignited by a nameless fire, and suddenly pressed down onto her body!

"Don't forget your promise to me... "Standing on my side forever …" He kept kissing her skin, repeatedly.

That night, Feng Cheng was so excited that his bones were about to shatter.

The next day.

Mu Qinghuan had not woken up at all, and was still at the Feng Residence. She could only use her discomfort to cover herself.

He slept until three in the afternoon. As Mu Qinghuan was eating her first meal, she heard Lin Ziran, Lin Wanyu, and Lan Fei'er discussing about Qiao Wennuan's plane accident on the sofa.

"Pitiful, this woman just doesn't have good luck." Lin Wanyu shook her head and sighed.

"Such a thing happened right after Sister Warm left. At that time, it was better not to return to China and live a good life abroad." Lan Fei'er said nonchalantly. Whether Qiao Wennuan died or not had nothing to do with her, since Big Brother Cheng's thoughts were no longer on Qiao Wennuan.

"Alright, let's not talk about this in the middle of the day. If others hear about it, I would think that our mouths would be broken." Seeing that the Feng Residence was in a tense situation, Lin Ziran hinted to everyone that they should avoid becoming tongue-tied.

Lin Ziran was on guard against Chu Huaiyu, so her attitude towards Mu Qinghuan was much better than before.

"I'm full." Mu Qinghuan wiped the corner of her mouth and prepared to go upstairs to rest.

"Young Master is back!" The butler suddenly entered and announced!

"Which young master?" Lin Ziran nervously stretched her head out to look.

"It's Young Master Feng Cheng!" Butler quickly replied.

"Son …" Lin Ziran was confused.

"Mom." Feng Cheng looked at Lin Ziran, and then, as if there was no one around, held Mu Qinghuan's hand and reminded him in a low voice: "Take you to have a look at the wedding dress."

"En!" Mu Qinghuan left the room with a pure face.

"What's Cheng doing?" Lin Ziran looked at Feng Cheng's back in puzzlement.

"I don't know …" Lan Fei'er looked like she was deep in thought.

"When Cheng'er does things, I always make people feel at ease. Elder sister, there is no need to worry." Lin Wanyu advised with a smile.

At the clothing store.

"You're having a wedding?" After receiving the news, Ming Chenghui first looked at Mu Qinghuan, then glanced at Feng Cheng and laughed, her face did not have any additional expression.

"Yes." Mu Qinghuan nodded shyly.

"Wedding dress." Feng Cheng's words were concise and short.

"Luckily, you know that you have to take care of my business." Ming Chenghui instructed her subordinates to bring a pile of wedding gowns.

"Collections." Feng Cheng frowned, he was not interested in the things in front of him.

"Feng Cheng!" Mu Qinghuan tugged on his arm, discussing, "As long as it suits me, it's fine, don't exaggerate it too much!"

"No, you have to be beautiful that day, my, Feng Cheng's, woman … "We can't be careless." Feng Cheng didn't give Mu Qinghuan any choice at all!

"I understand, I'm going to pick out a few new goods that just arrived!" After nodding her head thrice consecutively, Ming Chenghui forced out a trace of an ambiguous smile as she pulled Mu Qinghuan to pick out the wedding dress.

"You have such a good figure and you're born with a clothes set. No matter which one is the most suitable for you." Ming Chenghui didn't have an idea after hearing what Mu Qinghuan had said, she could only try on the clothes one by one.

The second piece was in the form of a chest rub and a fish tail, showing the enchanting figure of the woman. Mu Qinghuan spun on the spot in front of the stereoscopic mirror and was suddenly hugged from behind.

"How is it? Do I look good in this?" Nervously not moving an inch, Mu Qinghuan smiled and asked him.

"So beautiful …" Feng Cheng gave her a kiss on the ear as he replied in a low-profile and sexy tone.

The white dress that Feng Cheng was wearing was part of the same line as Mu Qinghuan. The two of them standing together seemed like a couple, causing the waiters to be extremely envious.

"Just this one?" Ming Chenghui stood by the side of the mirror and looked at Mu Qinghuan's wedding dress …

This wedding dress was originally something that Ming Chenghui had prepared for him.

"This one …" Feng Cheng was even more satisfied than Mu Qinghuan.

"Yeah, I like it too." Mu Qinghuan shyly nodded, she just felt that the one on her chest was too tight and too low.

From Feng Cheng's point of view, he could just make out the charming scenery. He couldn't help but feel his throat tighten.

"Alright, then this one …" Ming Chenghui thoughtfully nodded her head.

"May I ask the price?" She could only wear it once, Mu Qinghuan did not want to buy something that was too expensive.

"Your man can afford it." Feng Cheng pushed Mu Qinghuan into his embrace, then quickly dragged her into the changing room!

"Feng Cheng... "You …" Just as Mu Qinghuan finished speaking, her mouth was suddenly blocked!