I Am In Love with Myself

Jian Yixi has a good foundation. It should be easy to style. But because of the good foundation, the stylist inspires unprecedented enthusiasm. Various details are processed, and I can’t wait for it to be refined to the tips of the hair. Drifting till twelve o'clock.

The stylist reluctantly gave up his hand, and got Jian Yixi's permission to take several more multi-angle photos.

Jian Yixi got up and rushed to Wang Yanqing and said: "The time is almost there, there are many guests, we have to go over and greet him."

An Mu sat on the sofa and glanced lightly at Jian Yixi.

——Just a few close friends, how many guests can there be?

Jian Yixi rushed to An Mu Mao Mao again: "Are you going to wait a little longer? Or is it now? Anyway, it's just across the road, and it's okay to go over the evening."

The seats are all lined up, and if you go early, you can sit and wait. It's not as good as being at home.

Mao Mao said: "Of course we went there together. See if there is anything we can help, we can also help."

Jian Yixi smiled and said: "It's all arranged, you don't need to worry about it, your task is to eat and drink well."

Maomao deliberately ridiculed: "It seems that you don't trust us enough, why don't you give us the beauty of the red envelope? Anyway, it makes us happy~"

Jian Yixi said, "Where can I be willing to work hard for you?"

Jian Yixi's serious face contrasted with Maomao's unreconciled, unspeakable violation. He knew it was a joke. Why should he be so serious?

What's more, just a few relatives and friends are attending the banquet, of course, it saves trouble if you don't have to find someone to remember the gift money, and directly v-letter the red envelope.

An Mu was even more sure that Jian Yixi was a guilty conscience. She probably didn't really want to host this engagement banquet. She just wanted to force herself to submit, but she didn't expect herself to be indifferent. Now she can only catch the ducks on the shelves, and hold them if they don't.

Several people talked out of the house and arrived at the hotel opposite.

Striking newcomer banners hung at the entrance of the hotel to congratulate the New Year and to guide the guests.

An Mu glanced at the striking words of the bride and groom on the banner, and glanced lightly at Jian Yixi.

——How about hanging banners only? Acting is not allowed to perform a full set? Have the wedding photos been taken? Why don't the wedding photos stand at the entrance of the hotel?

As the waiters went up to the second floor, the entire second floor was the banquet hall. At a glance, there were almost a hundred tables, each of which was pre-arranged with fruits, tobacco, and alcohol.

The secretary Xiaoqin and Wang Yanqing's assistants arrived early, everything was done properly, the gift table was covered with red silk, and the accounting books were all ready.

——I actually prepared a ceremonial table. Looking at this posture, is it really planning to invite a bunch of people?

——Jian Yixi, I don’t remember teaching you such nonsense.

It’s Jian Yixi who can’t be embarrassed anyway, and An Mu is not in a hurry, just take it as a lesson for Jian Yixi, and let her be a little bit more hearted next time. She is such a big person and can’t be like a dozen. As willful as old.

The time on the invitation was 12 o'clock, and it was almost time for them to arrive at the hotel, and one after another guests had come over.

After Jian Yixi arranged positions for An Mu and Mao Mao, he and Wang Yanqing went to the door to greet other guests.

Maomaotuo nibbling on melon seeds, looked at Jian Yixi in the red dress at the door, and exclaimed: "It's my best friend. She looks good in everything. It's really cheap. Wang Yanqing, if he doesn't look at him, he can be regarded as a golden turtle son-in-law. For the sake of this, I will never agree to this marriage."

——Are you her mother? What's the use if you don't promise?

An Mu Liangliang glanced at Maomao. This was probably the first time she looked at Maomao like this since she was born again. No matter how stupid Maomao did before, she couldn't get angry when she remembered that she died tragically at the bottom of the river for her in her previous life.

But today, she feels harsh no matter how she listens to Maomao's words, Maomao still can't help but talk about it.

"I'm telling you An Mu, I was quite worried for my Xi, fearing that she would be deceived by Wang Yanqing's co-wife.

But look at it now, my creek is beautiful, I want to bend even if I am straight or not, there is nothing impossible for Wang Yanqing to break straight.

What does this fully explain, do you know? It shows that my creek is charming and kills both men and women!

Besides, I also thought about it. With my IQ, who could have the ability to fool her? My river is..."

Suddenly, a sweet bit of candy was stuffed into Maomao's mouth, stopping the words behind her.

"You can't stop your mouth with so much food."

An Mu looked as usual, but there was no warmth on his ice-white face.

Maomao was stunned, and the candy rolled around in her mouth and pressed it against her left cheek. Her bulging cheek made her already childish face even more childish.

Maomao suddenly hit An Mu with his elbow, and smiled mysteriously: "Are you going to be jealous? It's too late to regret it~ After all, they can only get the certificate when they return to their registered permanent residence. They are actually still single."

Maomao didn't mention it, An Mu really didn't expect this to happen. After all, it was an acting. How could he really get the certificate? It's normal to miss out.

Even if Jian Yixi had obtained the marriage certificate, An Mu would only think it was a fake certificate.

An Mu didn't care about Maomao, she had reason to suspect that Maomao and Jian Yixi were in the same group.

Maomao just wanted to tease a few more words, and suddenly his eyes froze.

"Hey? An Mu, you see, isn't that Jian Yixi's parents? Isn't it impossible to tell? Why are you here again?"

An Mu's slow emotions suddenly exploded. He raised his eyes and followed Mao Mao's gaze. He actually saw the adoptive parents standing at the door wearing suits and suits that they rarely wear, smiling kindly to An Mu and Wang Yanqing. What's going on.

Parents actually came? This... how is this possible? !

Jian Yixi's eyes widened slightly in disbelief, her ice-white fingers were clenched and clenched, and her mind was in a mess. This unexpected discovery made her suddenly wonder how to predict the future direction.

——No matter how mischievous Jian Yixi is, it is impossible to implicate her family.

Thinking of her decisiveness before, An Mu only felt angry and almost overwhelmed. She decisively got up and walked towards them quickly.

She lived for two lives. She changed from a humble and flattering personality who cared about everyone and wanted to please, and became a person who only cared about important things, especially her adoptive parents. She could tolerate Jian Yixi's little willfulness, but she could not accept it. This can cause great harm to the mischief.

She understands herself, she is definitely not the one who will be born, and it is absolutely impossible for Jian Yixi to marry someone she doesn't love. This is acting!

——Even parents are pulling into the water, what do you want? Too shameless Jian Yixi, too shameless!

When An Mu walked to the door, she heard Jian Yixi's concern: "Isn't it time to say that there is no need to come over? How tired is this running around?"

The adoptive mother smiled so much that her folds seemed to be blooming, she wore a decent suit, and the hair stylist was specially looking for her hair. Although she couldn't change her face in the wind and rain, she still improved her temperament. Obviously it was hard.

"Your dad and I have done it right. You don't need to worry about it. Besides, in-laws are here. It would be bad if we are not here."

Wang Yanqing smiled and said: "What's wrong with that? It's understandable. After all, our family only does it on Wednesday. We have almost prepared before. After attending the wedding on Monday, they can go back and say hello again. We have more time than you."

Jian Yixi asked Wang Yanqing to stay at the door to greet the guests, and she walked in with her foster mother's arm.

"Is the banquet set up at home? How many tables are reserved?"

"Don't worry, I have set fifty-two tables and set aside ten tables. The relatives in the village are all family members, and there are several tables for children alone. Those over five years old are counted according to their heads. All the abducted relatives came and could sit down."

While speaking, both of them saw An Mu coming over.

The adoptive mother has no children for her whole life. Whoever calls her "mother", she considers her own. Although An Mu has not been able to visit her old couple in recent years, she has never missed the phone courier service. She had visited them before returning home. , There is no sense of strangeness, but closer.

The adoptive mother's eyes brightened as soon as she saw An Mu, one side was still being held by Jian Yixi, and the other hand grabbed An Mu's hand.

"I haven't seen you for more than a month, why are you losing weight again?"

There was still a mess in An Mu's mind, and she instinctively followed her adoptive mother's hand and took the other arm of her adoptive mother.

The adoptive mother changed her hand and took out the arm from Jian Yixi's arms, waved her hand, and said, "You don't need to greet us, there is An Mu, you can go quickly."

Before Wang Yanqing's parents arrived, An Mu led his adoptive father and mother to his table first.

Maomao quickly stood up. She was a self-acquaintance. Although she had never seen her adoptive parents a few times, the sound of her aunts and uncles was so sweet that she coaxed her adoptive parents to laugh with creases in a few words.

An Mu also smiled, with the corners of her lips curling into a wooden arc, the house full of guests, noisy and noisy, everything was in a trance like a mist, it seemed true and false, like a bizarre dream.

The adoptive father got up and went to the bathroom. Maomao happily went to greet her second brother, and she and her adoptive mother were the only two left at the table.

An Mu's eyes were dizzy, and it took a long time before he turned to look at his foster mother.

"Mom, when did Jian Yixi tell you about marriage?"

"Just last week."

"Then don't you think it's too rushed?"

"It's a bit rushed, but Xixi is so old, and the children in the countryside will be able to make soy sauce. I can rest assured that she can settle down earlier."

——I'm afraid I can't let go of this heart.

An Mu's eyelids were drooping, and her long eyelashes reflected a faint shadow, hiding her out-of-focus pupils.

"Does Mom understand Wang Yanqing?"

"We have seen him once, and today is the second. If we say we understand, it is definitely not an understanding, but Xixi has done things well, and we believe she will not miss her.

In addition, they are also the bosses of big companies, not worse than Xixi, at least they are not cheating money, they look stable, and they have known each other for more than two years, so they should not be wrong. "

The voice of the adoptive mother seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and An Mu's ears were blurred and could hardly be heard.

An Mu's table was not seated until the end. No one thought that it was the main table. An Mu Maomao and his second brother became natal relatives, sitting with their relatives and a couple of newcomers.

Although it was a simple informal banquet combining engagement and marriage, there were a lot of people. The whole banquet hall was full and the private rooms were also full of people.

Although the ceremony was simple, there were still some. Seeing Jian Yixi, who put the hollow gloved hand into Wang Yanqing's palm under the auspices of the emcee, the trance that had been lingering before became much heavier.

——Is Jian Yixi crazy?

——Or did she just have a dream?

It wasn't until her mother's car got on the highway all the way to Shunyi and was arranged to enter the hotel to attend the next day's wedding, that An Mu completely woke up.

This... is not a dream.

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