Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Here Cos the Bride Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Here Cos the Bride The studio.
On the first day of work, Xue Man gave everyone a red envelope before starting the eting.
She then briefed them on the work for the coming month.
After Lin Zhiyi returned to her seat, she sent a ssage to Liu He, urging her to make sure she had breakfast.
Liu He replied soon after.
“Today I t a new female doctor, she’s really nice. After talking to her, I don’t feel as down anymore. Don’t worry about . It’s just that my uncle is getting harder to deceive. He saw that I wasn’t returning ho and said he would co up to the mountain to get .”
“It won’t be long.”
After replying to Liu He, Lin Zhiyi felt a bit puzzled.
Wasn’t Li Huan’s friend male?
Why was there now a female doctor?
Regardless, it was good that Liu He was okay. She’d treat Li Huan to a al so other day.
Lin Zhiyi had just put her phone down when the ringtone sounded again, still an unfamiliar number.
Upon answering the call, He Yao’s rough, oppressive voice ca through.
“This afternoon, co and try on the wedding dress.”
It was not a discussion, just a notification.
“Mr. He…”
Beep beep beep.
He Yao had hung up abruptly and then sent an address.
Lin Zhiyi clicked on the address and was slightly taken aback. She hadn’t expected He Yao to be willing to spend so much money, booking a wedding dress in such an expensive place.
It seed soone couldn’t wait and was eager to have her marry He Yao.
After a mont’s thought, Lin Zhiyi sent back an acknowledgnt.
In the afternoon, she went to ask Xue Man for ti off, and Xue Man granted her half a day without any trouble.
Lin Zhiyi took a taxi to the bridal shop.
Unexpectedly, she ran into soone she knew.
Sang Ran exclaid with both surprise and delight, “Zhiyi? What are you doing here?”
Lin Zhiyi turned around and saw Sang Ran holding Gong Chen’s hand as they got out of the car, accompanied by Wen Qing and Sang Li.
She hesitated for a few seconds before she figured it out.
In just over a month, Gong Chen and Sang Ran were to be married.
Compared to the previous wedding of Gong Chen and Song Wanqiu, Sang Ran’s wedding was kept under wraps.
But according to online paparazzi digging deep, everything Gong Chen gave Sang Ran was the best, and the lack of ostentation was only because Sang Ran liked surprises.
Who the true love was beca quite evident.
Lin Zhiyi regained her composure and was about to speak when a voice as rough as sandpaper behind her made her body tense up.
“Miss Sang, she’s here to try on a wedding dress too. Since we’re all here by coincidence, let’s do this together.”
The speaker was He Yao.
He stepped forward briskly and grabbed Lin Zhiyi’s wrist.
Lin Zhiyi nearly cried out in pain. She had always thought Gong Chen’s strength was frightening.
But she hadn’t realized He Yao’s grip was even stronger.
Without giving her a chance to struggle, He Yao glanced at Mrs. He following with sunglasses behind him.
Mrs. He imdiately ca forward familiarly, “Yes, since you’re all here, let’s consult with each other. We plan to hold the wedding three days from now; I’ve already booked the hotel.”
“So soon?” Sang Ran gasped in surprise, constantly giving Lin Zhiyi aningful looks, thinking that she was being too hasty.
Lin Zhiyi saw it but pretended not to.
Because the person forcing her to marry He Yao was her own aunt on her left side.
Seeing Lin Zhiyi’s silence, He Yao forcibly pulled her to his side, “As long as she’s willing, that’s enough.”
Sang Ran pursed her lips, about to speak when Wen Qing patted her hand, “It’s nothing strange if they are passionately in love and want to get married early. Aren’t you and Third Young Master just as anxious to get married tomorrow?”
“Aunt! Don’t talk nonsense,” Sang Ran’s cheeks turned red.
“Now you’re shy. If Third Young Master weren’t eager, why would he postpone work to accompany you to choose a wedding dress?” Wen Qing emphasized.
Sang Ran lifted her eyes to look at Gong Chen, her face full of happiness.
At the sa ti, He Yao’s fingers tightened, as if intending to break Lin Zhiyi’s arm.
Lin Zhiyi moved her hand in pain when suddenly, a figure approached.
She paused for a mont and lifted her eyes slightly, only to see Sang Li’s face.
Sang Li extended his hand to He Yao, “I’ve heard about you from Xiao Ran, pleased to et you.”
Upon hearing that Sang Ran had ntioned him, He Yao imdiately let go and grasped Sang Li’s hand firmly.
“Mr. Sang, pleased to et you.”
Only then did Lin Zhiyi manage to extricate herself, gratefully glancing at Sang Li.
Unperturbed, Sang Li said, “Let’s go inside. Xiao Ran is rather frail and can’t withstand the cold.”
He Yao nodded repeatedly, “Sorry, my oversight, please go ahead.”
At those words, everyone consciously stepped back to make way for Gong Chen and Sang Li.
After everyone had left, Lin Zhiyi lifted her sleeve to inspect the clearly visible finger marks on her arm.
He Yao was too frightening.
She gritted her teeth and, despite the pain, followed the steps of the others.
Once inside, Lin Zhiyi noticed that Mrs. He was still wearing sunglasses.
“Mrs. He, aren’t you going to take off your sunglasses?”
Mrs. He reacted sharply, snapping, “What’s it to you? You haven’t even entered the family yet and you’re trying to manage your mother-in-law’s business? Wait till you’re in, I’ll have to properly teach you the rules.”
After speaking, she adjusted her sunglasses and left with a cold hum.
Lin Zhiyi watched Mrs. He with a aningful look, eventually resting her gaze on her purse.
The manager led them to a VIP room on the third floor, where all the prepared wedding dresses were hanging on racks.
“Miss Sang, after you.”
A store clerk with white gloves approached her warmly.
Unable to contain her excitent, Sang Ran stood up and after taking a few steps, turned playfully and said, “No matter what, when you see the dress, you can only say it looks good!”
With a faint smile, Sang Li replied, “Understood, go ahead.”
But Sang Ran didn’t move; she just quietly looked at Gong Chen, eager for his response.
Gong Chen nodded slightly, “Hmm.”
Only then did Sang Ran happily follow the clerk to try on wedding dresses.
anwhile, Lin Zhiyi stared straight at the wall of pure white dresses, but the pressure on her chest made it hard for her to breathe.
She rose, intending to go outside, but Wen Qing stopped her with a laugh.
“Miss Lin, where are you going? Xiao Ran said you once promised to be her advisor. Besides, you have to pick a wedding dress yourself; maybe you can give each other so ideas.”
“Weddings are a once-in-a-lifeti event; the choice of a wedding dress must be taken seriously… Oh, my mory, your mother is on her second marriage, but I’ve heard she had no wedding ceremonies either ti, let alone wedding dresses, so I’m afraid she can’t give you any advice.”
Turning, Lin Zhiyi faced Wen Qing’s scornful and threatening gaze.
In addition, the eyes of the He mother and son were filled with disdain.
She felt a strong sense of humiliation strike her heart, as if pierced by a sharp blade, leaving her breathless and in unbearable pain.
Without hurrying to speak, Lin Zhiyi glanced at Gong Chen, who was sitting on the sofa from the corner of her eye.
She silently counted to three in her mind.
The man rely lifted the teapot to add so hot water to Sang Ran’s cup.
That was his version of impartiality.
A person’s heart doesn’t grow cold in one go.
Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to speak, to her surprise, Sang Li stood up with displeasure aid at Wen Qing.
“Auntie, that’s enough.”
“Even Third Young Master has not spoken, and yet you speak to like this?” Wen Qing frowned.
In a cold voice, Sang Li said, “I don’t need permission to speak my mind, and I’m not a child in need of guidance.”
He implied that Wen Qing was not recognizing her place.
Wen Qing was montarily speechless.
She looked at Sang Li in surprise, not expecting him to speak up for her. Apart from gratitude, she gave him a smile.
Then, she countered, “Don’t worry, Mr. Sang, although I can’t rember the past, since I promised Xiao Ran, I will definitely help her. It’s just that both of us are unmarried, so I don’t know if she’ll like our picks.”
Lin Zhiyi deliberately emphasized the word “unmarried.”
These days, being unmarried isn’t a big deal for a woman, but it must have been sothing Wen Qing dwelled upon.
Otherwise, how could she bear a grudge against Gong Shiyan for preferring to marry Liu He rather than her?
“Lin Zhiyi!” Wen Qing grew so angry that her eyes twisted.
However, at that mont, a store clerk shouted, “Here cos the bride.”
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