Chapter 842

Mark saw her hang up and said with a smile, "Mrs. Ji, let's make up."

Shi Sheng knows that even if he faces the sky, he can't stop Ji Yunan's decision.

After making up, Shi Sheng chose a lantern sleeve, a wedding dress of professional style, with a long tail and no ornaments.

Stand up collar, ol style, with a bow under the chest.

Downstairs.

Chloe was also very formal. When she saw Shisheng, she praised, "madam, you are so beautiful today. You are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen."

"Thank you."

Shi Sheng took a few steps and stopped.

She turned her head and looked at the bright fruit knife in the fruit basket on the tea table.

Mark is strange. He thinks that Mrs. Ji is eccentric and hard to serve: "Mrs. Ji, the car is already outside."

"I'll get something. You wait for me in the car first."

"What do you want to tell me, I'll go..." mark saw the corner of Sheng's mouth, silent, "OK."

After mark went out, Shisheng went to the tea table and put the fruit knife into his bag.

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The wedding will be in the most famous church in New York.

The flowers used for the decoration are all over the sky, extending from the church door to the hall of the church.

Because of the rain, no matter how beautiful also covered with a layer of wet fog.

The car stopped at the gate.

Ji Yunan opens the door, takes Shi Sheng out of the car and strides towards the church.

The bodyguard followed with an umbrella.

He didn't put down Shisheng until he came to the rest room behind the church. "It's not time yet. Sit and have a rest first."

He looked at Sheng's wedding dress and looked at it for a few seconds. "Like this?"

"I don't like either."

Ji Yunan lightly spits out a sentence, "you don't like wedding dress, or because the object that wants to marry you is me, so don't like it?"

"Come on, don't answer. Take a break. I'll pick you up when it's time."

The wedding ceremony in the church is held by the bride and her father. She hands the bride's hand to the groom. Shi Sheng has no parents, so Ji Yunan and Shi Sheng enter together.

After all, it was the first time in his life that Shi Sheng clenched the bag in his hand. No matter how calm he was, his eyes were still a bit erratic, "where's your father? Today, too? "

It's almost the intuition of danger subconsciousness that makes Ji Yunan pay attention to Shisheng's bag at the next moment.

A brief silence.

Ji Yunan said without expression: "I don't think you want to see him."

"Let him come. He's just a son like you. It's unfilial not to inform him of his marriage."

Ji Yunan looked at her deeply and said, "OK."

He turned and went out.

Sheng is alone in the rest room, but she knows that there must be bodyguards standing in every corner outside.

She got up early in the morning, and now she was a little sleepy. Seeing that it was still early, she went to the princess chair by the window and lay down for a rest.

But did not fall asleep, heard the sound of opening the door, suddenly opened his eyes.

It's a bit of a big movement, like a great shock.

It was Mark who pushed the door in. He was startled by the movement of Shi Sheng. "Mrs. Ji, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?"

"No, I had a nightmare."

She dreamed of her parents, standing on the second floor of the building, with fire in front of and behind her. They were waving to her.

When Sheng desperately want to save them, his voice is hoarse, but can only watch them in front of the fire.

Their lips were moving all the time, but Shisheng couldn't hear anything, only saw the huge fire, just like the stars outside.

The sky was dyed the same color.

"Time is coming. I'll make up for you."

"Good." She wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with a tissue and sat down at the dresser.

Make up is fast, five minutes.

Mark looked at her in the mirror. "Mrs. Ji, do you have anything else you're not satisfied with?"

Shi Sheng: "can you speak Chinese?"

"A little bit."

"Revenge, then."

Mark thinks that there may be something wrong with Mrs. Ji's brain, but Ji Shao is a big customer. Even if he thinks so, he doesn't show it. He follows Shi Sheng's words: "revenge."

"Don't make a sound. Just make a mouth."

Mark said it again.

When Sheng stares at his lips, "you say again, happiness."

"Happiness."

When Sheng looked at the thin moderate two lips, eyes suddenly covered with a layer of water mist.