Chapter 415 His Wedding Date

"Mohan, come down! The designer has been waiting for a long time!!"

In the gu mansion, mother gu's cheerful greeting echoed on the top of the villa.

Gu mohan sat in the bedroom upstairs, staring blankly at the dark blue suit on the bed.

He remembered that ye zhiqiao had also designed a suit of the same color before, or a tuxedo. The fabric was also run back by his shop, and the style was as if it was tailored for him!

The drawing time was in the afternoon, and he remembered it very clearly when it ended in the evening.

Because the soft light of dusk fell into the window and fell on ye zhiqiao's long hair. It was so beautiful. He was so intoxicated that he wished that time would stop at that moment forever.

And now...

He stared blankly at the random pile of suits on the bed, as if looking at a rag head.

What's the point? So what if it doesn't fit? So what if I don't? Anyway, the person standing beside him is not the one in his heart. The person in his heart may never... Ever stand side by side with him again.

He pushed her away with his own hands.

He actually... Pushed ye zhiqiao away with his own hands and said, "Break up with ye zhiqiao." He's such a bastard!

Bastard!!!

Mother gu was still downstairs urging her, and the voices of su yanbai and su pan were mixed in. Everyone was so happy that it seemed as if gu mohan should be integrated, but unfortunately, he couldn't.

But even if he couldn't, he couldn't be so willful as to show su yanbai a cold face, because the su family agreed to change the marriage into an engagement, and su yanbai begged for the credit of su's father. Moreover, the situation of the gu family had improved, so he couldn't tear down the bridge.

Alas...

Not sure how many times he sighed, gu mohan rubbed his numb chest, put on a custom-made suit expressionless, and pushed the door open.

"The gu group's situation has taken a turn for the better recently, and the stock prices have gone up like crazy. At the same time, the engagement between gu mohan and su yanbai, the eldest miss of the su family, was also on the agenda. However, while people from all walks of life were blessing each other, there were also some discordant voices suggesting that gu mohan had no emotional foundation in order to save the business marriage between gu and su yanbai..."

The announcer was still following the script and talking in a high-pitched voice. Ye zhiqiao, who was bending over to wash the dishes by the pool, was pinned to the spot for a long time without moving.

She was recalling what the announcer had just said. Was gu mohan about to get engaged to su yanbai?

They were about to... Get engaged, really fast.

A bowl, a plate, and a pair of chopsticks were still soaked in the water mixed with foam, but ye zhiqiao had no desire to continue. She smeared her hands on her apron in a mess, then absent-mindedly pushed back to her seat beside her.

At some point in time, the first tear slid down her face and landed on her hand.

The warm and warm touch, however, brought down more tears, one after another, like beans.

Ye zhiqiao did not move, had no expression, did not make a sound, and cried quietly, like every time she went to her mother's tombstone.

The doorbell rang for a long time, but she didn't hear it at all.

Fortunately, jian mengqi brought the spare key that she gave her, so she opened the door and came in by herself. After searching around the house, she finally saw her in the kitchen.

She sat up straight with her arms crossed over her legs. From behind, she thought it was a sculpture. She walked up to the front and saw tears streaming down her face.

"What's the matter?!"

Jian mengqi was so frightened that she cried out. She quickly squatted beside ye zhiqiao's leg and pulled her hand and asked, "Why are you crying? What's wrong with you? Didn't you just break up? Didn't you say you were fine? Why are you crying like a fool?!"

Ye zhiqiao was speechless and just shook her head. Her eyes were red and swollen, like walnuts. She didn't know how long she had been crying.

The more jian mengqi looked at her, the more anxious she became. As she scratched her ears and cheeks anxiously, she turned around and suddenly saw the phone on the table.

After picking it up and unlocking it - sure enough, the news of gu mohan's engagement caught my eye!

"Ye zhiqiao!" Jian mengqi "Teng" stood up, pointed at ye zhiqiao's forehead with her fingers, and complained angrily, "Why are you looking at these?! Does it have anything to do with you? What a loser!!"

"I knew you wouldn't cry like this for no reason! You didn't even call me. You're crying all by yourself. What's wrong with you?!"

"Didn't you swear that it had nothing to do with him anymore? Then why are you looking at him? Why are you crying? Talk?!"

First, she scolded ye zhiqiao, but then she scolded herself for wanting to cry with ye zhiqiao, so she turned around and started to scold gu mohan.

"The gu family doesn't have anything good. Except for little treasure, they don't have anything good in their family! If you're engaged, then get engaged. Why is it disgusting to send the news?! Who didn't know that gu mohan was a soft eater, relying on the su family's help and pretending to be a harmonious-sounding qin? Oh!"

I didn't expect that jian mengqi would be fine if she didn't say it. She helped ye zhiqiao to speak. Ye zhiqiao was sad and moved, and she cried even more. It was useless to let jian mengqi continue to comfort her.

Jian mengqi was not good at coaxing people. She was always angry and angry. She laughed when she was happy and went straight ahead. She was distressed by the way ye zhiqiao cried so quietly that she could not see clearly. She slammed the door and left!

With a bang, ye zhiqiao was the only one left in the room.

After she finished crying, she sat there for a long time, then suddenly got up and went back to the bedroom, taking out the drawing board and paint that hadn't moved for many days.

It was too painful to stay like this, and her heart was so stuffy that it hurt, so she wanted to find something to do and distract herself. After all, she couldn't live in pain forever.

And now she really wanted to draw a wedding dress, a white, holy, elegant wedding dress that she could wear when she got married.

When su yanbai and gu mohan got married... They could wear it.

She was no longer destined to marry gu mohan, but gu mohan would still have a wife. If his wife could wear the wedding dress she designed, could it be considered that there was still a connection between her and him?

This idea seemed a little extreme, but she was sure that she would never be the third party who destroyed other people's families, just to fulfill her wishes, or selfish intentions, in the name of a designer.

Even if someone objected to such a humble idea, she would not change it.

Outside the window, it was drizzling with rain. Inside the window, ye zhiqiao set up the easel, adjusted the color, and picked up the pen without thinking. The picture that had been in her mind for a long time fell on the paper. It was the way she looked in her wedding dress, standing side by side with gu mohan.