My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection Chapter 329 - 295: June 212

"How is your wedding dress progress going? I saw you cutting fabric there this morning, is the design finalized?"

"Yes, I made the final modifications last night, it’s already decided." Cen Jin nodded with a smile: "However, it’s still early for June 21, so there’s no rush."

When it cos to June 21, Cen Jin is quite troubled. All she knows is that Jiang Baizhou’s phone, computer, tablet passwords are this, including the password lock at ho and the passwords of his three bank cards, it’s just 100621. She even asked him specifically yesterday what’s so special about this 621? But he smiled profoundly and said it’s a secret.

A big fuss about nothing!

Still a secret.

"By the way, did you see the notice for the wedding dress competition?"

"Yes, I did." Cen Jin nodded: "Seems like it’s scheduled for half a month later, on March 22!"

"Hmm, do you plan to participate?" Ye Lingran asked curiously with a smile.

"What about you?"

Ye Lingran tilted her head hesitantly: "I don’t know, actually I want to participate, but I have never joined this kind of competition, so I’m not confident. Besides, I heard many people will definitely participate this ti, including those designers who are already sowhat famous, since the prize is truly tempting. Ever since I saw the notice, I’ve been struggling, thinking about asking you today, how do you feel? Do you want to join?"

"I have this thought, isn’t it already the registration stage now? Registration deadline seems to be ten days later. Mainly because this prize is too tempting, being Master Made’s last disciple! I think it would be a dream for many designers!" Cen Jin sighed leisurely, then suddenly smiled and said: "How about... we both sign up together? Give it a try together? Having two people might give us so courage."

"Sure! I was actually thinking about that! Let’s fill out the registration information online together tomorrow."

"Alright."

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After leaving Cen Jin’s studio, Zhu Qinghan drove all the way back to the An Family Villa. As soon as she got out of the car, the butler and nanny smiled slightly and nodded at her: "Miss, you are back."

"Hmm." Zhu Qinghan smiled elegantly, but there was a clear hint of detachnt and coolness in her eyes. Looking at this three-story villa in front of her, she pursed her crimson lips tightly and took a deep breath. No matter her age, she still resists this place, reluctant to co here!

No one would like being under soone else’s roof, living a life of being cautious and watching others’ reactions, I suppose no one wants to live like that!

Upon entering the house, Zhu Qinghan heard a sharp and cutting female voice: "Qinghan is back, co in and sit, have you eaten?"

Looking at the figure of the noblewoman approaching her, the light in Zhu Qinghan’s eyes slightly dimd. No matter how many years pass, she remains so hypocritical. Having seen it so much, it feels a bit tireso.

"Thanks for your concern, Aunt, I’ve eaten." Though she wasn’t particularly pleased, Zhu Qinghan tried not to show it, politely calling out without wanting to stay for a al, then lied saying she had eaten.

"Oh, I even specifically instructed the kitchen to make your favorite stead fish! Since you’ve eaten, there’s nothing to be done. Next ti you co back, Aunt will have soone make it earlier for you." Yao Xue’s face blood with a smile, but there was no hint of laughter in her eyes, only coldness. After pulling Zhu Qinghan to sit in the living room, she glared at An Yuyao, who was eating fruit: "You silly girl, always eating, didn’t see your cousin co? Don’t know how to greet her?"

An Yuyao glanced at Zhu Qinghan, coldly snorting in anger. She was still upset about how Zhu Qinghan spoke up about her during the al yesterday for Cen Jin, feeling unappreciated despite wanting to help her, aiding outsiders instead. Her heart couldn’t accept this.

Zhu Qinghan also knew why An Yuyao was upset, she rely smiled faintly, didn’t say much, and looked towards Yao Xue: "Aunt called back, is there sothing?"

"Yes, I heard you’re planning to get married? To Zhu Chen?" Yao Xue sat on the sofa, her face carrying a seemingly warm smile while her eyes were sharp, even her tone sounded like an interrogation.

Zhu Qinghan didn’t intend to hide it, she placed her bag beside her and nodded: "Yes, the date is set for April 16."