Chapter 1568

Lingjia villa.

"Xuanxuan, come on, open your arms. I'll take your measurements."

Ji Qianchen helps Song Xi measure his size with a tape measure.

"Aunt, why do you want to measure me?"

Although Song Xi has doubts, he is still obedient to meet the requirements of her future mother-in-law.

"Guess?"

Ji Qianchen asked with a smile as he measured it.

"Is it to make clothes for me?"

Song Xi naturally knows that this future mother-in-law is a famous designer, and any kind of dress is coming with one hand.

"Right, isn't there another month? I'll make your wedding dress and Wedding Toast for you. I'll give you design drawings first and prepare five sets each. Then you can choose by yourself. Of course, if you don't like it, you can also ask foreign designers to make it. "

"No, I'll love what my aunt did. It's my pleasure to wear the clothes you designed for me."

"This little mouth is really sweet, but don't worry, I will design it to satisfy you. After all, I'm just such a son. You're only a daughter-in-law, and the wedding is only once. I have to be careful. "

"But it will be very hard for you."

"I've been so busy once in my life, can I not be happy? There's no hard work. Take it. You have a rest. I'll draw plans. "

Ji Qianchen went upstairs with a tape measure.

Song Xi sat on the sofa and picked up a magazine to read.

Ling Yichen is busy with the wedding and honeymoon next month because of her marriage. So now she has devoted her time to the company and hopes to finish the urgent affairs as soon as possible.

She didn't dare to disturb him.

Ding Dong.

A wechat message sounds.

Song Xi takes out his mobile phone.

It's from Rococo.

"Xiaoxi, are you going to France? I just got a large jewelry design order. I'm going to France on business. You're getting married. Do you want to go back to France? If you want to go, let's go together. "

Song Xi looks at this wechat message and is lost in thought.

It seems that she should go back.

She is going to get married. It's time for her to have an account with song Qian, who has passed away. At least she has to go to his graveyard to pay a memorial service, which is a reward for his upbringing.

But she is pregnant now. If she goes without permission, Ling Yichen will not like it. She has to ask him again.

No immediate response to Rococo, she sent a wechat to Ling Yichen.

"Rococo is going to France on a business trip. I'm invited to go with him. I just want to go to pay a sacrifice to my adoptive father. Shall we go together? If you don't have time, that's fine. "

After the text was sent out, Ling Yichen's reply was received soon.

"I'm just going to connect with the business in France. When can I leave?"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask Rococo."

Song Xi replied to Rococo.

The final time on both sides is tomorrow.

Ling Yichen uses Ling's private plane for Song Xi's safety.

The next day a private plane took off from Ling's backyard and flew to France.

A flight of more than ten hours.

Rococo, who has always been noisy, can't stop her mouth.

Ling Yichen on the plane hugged Song Xi all the way. He didn't even have a chance to interrupt Rococo.

"Master Ling, can you let me talk to Xiao Xi? She is going to marry you soon. It will be yours in the future."

"So you can say."

Ling Yichen's arms are tighter.

"Hum, don't you bully me? I don't have a boyfriend?" Rococo said, his mouth curled.

"I know so many rich young men. Which one do you want? Let me introduce you? How about my godmother's son Qixuan? Gentle and considerate, it's very suitable for you. "

Ling Yichen suddenly became a matchmaker.

Rococo's face was black. "I don't like the rich man, I like the talented one."

"He is also very talented. The love poem he wrote to my sister was called Du Fu and Li Bai."

"You have said that he is deeply in love with your sister, and how can he fall in love with such a girl as me. Don't be a matchmaker, master Ling. It's not in line with your temperament. "

Rococo shook his head and said.

Song Xi's lips slightly raised, nodded and agreed with rococo, "he is really not suitable to be a matchmaker."

"Isn't it a bit hard for me to watch you light bulb? It's kind-hearted? Well, talk to you. I'll go to the rest cabin to have a rest. I haven't slept well these days. "

"Wow, our family is pregnant, you still let others go at night?" Rococo thought for a moment that he was doing something at night when he didn't sleep.

"Go."

Ling Yichen sighed for Rococo, then patted Song Xi on the shoulder. "I'll go to have a rest. Please call me if you have something.""Well, you go." Song Xi smiles and sees Ling Yichen back to his room.

Rococo found a chance to sit beside Song Xi and started her gossip mode.

"Didn't you say that before? Why are you suddenly pregnant? When did it start? "

"Since Jin's last engagement banquet came back from France."

"Wow, that's enough speed. I can see that your family is good at that." Rococo is getting worse.

Song Xi blushed and patted Rococo. "That's enough."

"That's what it is. Otherwise, how can it be so fast? The baby will be made."

"I'm still talking about you. You're in a hurry. You don't even have a boyfriend at this age."

"Xiaoxi, I'm different from you. You are so beautiful. You are not only the daughter-in-law of Jin family, Qi family, but also the daughter-in-law of Ling family. Go out as you are, Niubi. Who dares to offend? You say you're lucky, too. All the good luck is on you. " Rococo said with envy.

"Then you don't know how much pain I've been through."

Song Xi recalled his childhood.

Although she is lucky, she is also unlucky.

Since childhood, I lost my memory, and regarded my own father as the biggest enemy, and my enemy who killed my mother as my father.

She is unfortunate in all this.

Fortunately, she survived.

"Don't envy me, you can also find your own happiness. I have a feeling that your happiness will come soon."

"Then I'll borrow your good words."

After chatting for a while, Song Xi was sleepy again and yawned.

"You go back to your room, too, in the early days of pregnancy."

"Then I'll go to rest, and you'll go to rest. I'll go to France after a sleep."

"Good."

Song Xi yawns and walks to Ling Yichen's lounge.

After opening the door, Ling Yichen is already asleep.

She walked quietly to the bedside, took off her coat and climbed onto the bed.

Just climbed up, a long hand grabbed her waist and dragged her into her chest.