Jiang Wan recalled Jiang Fengcheng and Baili Yuan's attitude towards Zhou Beishen, then nodded: "It should be approved, they are already discussing marriage."
"Really? That's great." Jiang Tian was very happy, "From this point of view, you and Zhou Beishen will get married soon."
"Not necessarily. My dad insists on counting the days. Who knows when it will be." Jiang Wan knew what Jiang Tian was thinking, most likely thinking that after she married Zhou Beishen, Jiang Tian also wanted to marry Xi Liang. Get married.
Jiang Tian smiled, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong, "It should be considered a good day. The last time you got married was too sloppy. You should pay more attention this time."
As Jiang Wan's friend, Jiang Tian hopes that Jiang Wan can live happily ever after, so she doesn't think there is anything wrong with waiting a little longer.
The two drank and chatted at the milk tea shop until night before they parted. Jiang Wan wanted to go back to see how Zhou Beishen was sober, so she didn't have dinner with Jiang Tian.
Back at the villa, Jiang Wan didn't see Zhou Beishen in the living room card, so she thought he was still awake, so she went to the bedroom.
But what she didn't expect was that there was no one in the bedroom, which made her feel strange. Could it be that Zhou Beishen still went to the company?
Thinking in this way, she came out of the bedroom, glanced out of the corner of her eye, and saw the lights in the study next door, she was a little puzzled.
Pushing the door open, Zhou Beishen was sitting at the desk and drawing something, but Jiang Wan walked over quietly without making a sound.
On the table is a piece of A3 paper, but this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that the wedding dress is drawn on the paper, and the pen in Zhou Beishen's hand is carefully crafting it with great care.
Jiang Wan's eyes were slightly red, and it would be a lie to say that she was not moved, "Did you design it?"
"Wan Wan? When did you come in?" Seeing her appear beside him, Zhou Beishen was surprised. It seemed too late to put away the blueprints at this time.
He smiled helplessly, "I wanted to surprise you, but you found out."
"You are too serious, I didn't even see it when I came in." Jiang Wan said, reaching out to pick up the design drawing on the table and looking at it carefully.
Zhou Beishen is not a design professional, but this design drawing is so exquisite that people can't take their eyes off, "It's very beautiful."
"Do you like it? I am also self-taught, and I am afraid that you will not like the design." He had been very nervous before, and he was hesitant to design it himself or leave it to a professional designer.
But he felt that the wedding dress was very important, so he finally decided to design it himself.
Jiang Wan smiled at him, and said, "I like it very much, your design is great, and it doesn't lose to anyone."
"It's good if you like it, but it may take a while from design to finished product," Zhou Beishen said.
Jiang Wan nodded and put down the design drawing, "Don't worry, draw slowly, I believe in your level."
"Haven't you eaten yet? Let's go eat together." Jiang Wan said.
Zhou Beishen nodded, and then put away the design drawings.
During this period of time, she will be very busy, not only busy designing the wedding dress, but also the wedding ring, which she wants to design herself.
The two came out of the study. Although it was still early, Zhou Beishen was still drunk, so he decided to go out to eat.
"Uncles and aunts seem to have decided to go to that temple in the suburbs of Beijing tomorrow to count their days. Shall we go and see?" Zhou Beishen looked at Jiang Wan who was driving.
Jiang Wan thought for a while, then shook her head: "No, let them go by themselves, anyway, they will tell us the date when they come back, so we don't have to worry about it."
"Okay, listen to you."