Chapter 802

Zhou Miaoyu didn't speak or move. He let him hold him like this.

Not night, not enough.

Such stimulation is far from enough.

You just wait. I'll force you to kneel down and beg for mercy and spit out all your troubles.

Seeing off Shan feiye, Zhou Miaoyu returns to his room.

Push open the door, see a person standing in the room.

"Dad, I haven't slept yet."

She seems to have known for a long time that Zhou Yanchen would come to find herself, so she was not surprised to see him.

Tonight, I'm not supposed to go to bed early.

Zhou Yanchen turned around and said, "gone?"

Dad knows what he's doing.

"Well, well."

"Darling." Frowning, Zhou Yanchen asked in a low voice, "must he?"

More than once, she asked herself the same question and got the same answer.

"Well."

"Well, just say what you need Dad to do."

I know Dad loves himself the most.

Zhou Miaoyu stepped forward and went to his father's arms to act like a coqueter. "Dad, did you bully him just now? He was wronged. "

"Hum!" With a cold hum, Zhou Yanchen hugged his daughter and said, "his grievances can be compared with mine."

Look at the aggrieved father, let him smile

"Don't you care?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"OK, bully him a little more next time."

“……”

Dad is so cute.

She is very happy.

……

Monday, dream of marriage, 1.

The wedding of Xu Dafeng and Wei Qing is just three days later.

It was not until this time that Wei Qing's identity was revealed, and entertainment news was full of reports.

In fact, before that, there was a rumor, but it has not been confirmed.

Rao is like this, which has also attracted attention for a long time. Now it has been proved that it is even more noisy.

Wei Qing's fans came out one after another, supporting and opposing.

The biggest beneficiary is Wei Qing. She is solid again and propagandizes two films and a TV play in the second half of the year.

"It turned out to be Wei Qing. I didn't expect that."

"Yes, Wei Qing is still so beautiful after so many years. My mom is her fan. "

Zhou Miaoyu listened to the small group's discussion, but he was just immersed in his work.

There is another gossip that they don't know.

Wei Qing is Shan feiye's mother.

This matter has been hidden for so many years, and few of them have been known so far.

And even if you know, no one dares to blow it out.

Shan family, Sheng family and Zhou family are not vegetarian.

"Boss, why are you so serious today?"

"When am I not serious?" Zhou Miaoyu raised his head and pinched his neck. "You little gossip."

Everyone laughed and went on with the discussion.

Zhou Miaoyu restrained his smile. In a daze, his mobile phone rang.

After answering the phone, she stood up, "Ru Ru, Lin ran, come with me, the wedding dress is back."

"Shall we try it for Wei Qing?"

"Of course, if it doesn't fit, it should be revised quickly."

"Great!" The two girls exclaimed, "we can see Wei Qing! I'm going to ask her for an autograph. I don't know if I can? "

With a smile, Zhou Miaoyu picked up his handbag and said, "hurry up and go."

"Good."

……

The servant welcomed Zhou Miaoyu and other three people in, and said with a smile, "madam is being interviewed by a magazine. Please wait here."

"Good."

After waiting for about an hour, Wei Qing and the magazine reporter came down from the second floor.

Seeing Zhou Miaoyu, Wei Qing said with a smile, "Miaoyu is here."

"Mrs. Wei." Wei Qing came over and held Zhou Miaoyu's hand

It's a good play.

Zhou Miaoyu sneered in her heart. If she hadn't seen Wei Qing blow up her hair in front of Su Yang, she really thought she had been so dignified and elegant.

Turning around, Wei Qing said with a smile to the reporter of the magazine: "this is Zhou Miaoyu, the director of the dream wedding, who is specially responsible for my wedding."

"Is it?" The reporter nodded: "director Zhou, hello."

"Hello."

"Then I'll go first, and wish you a happy marriage again."

"Thanks, Xiao Li."

The servant sent the reporter away. Wei Qing called Zhou Miaoyu and others, "sit down quickly. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. This interview has been arranged for a long time. There is no way to change the time. "

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Miaoyu turned to Chang Ru and said, "Ru Ru, take the wedding dress to Mrs. Wei.""Good." The little girl had been staring at Wei Qing for a long time. She was stunned and quickly turned red and took the wedding dress forward.

It's also a well-known master who designs the wedding dress. According to Wei Qing's requirements, it's tailored for her.

After Su Yang's affair, as Zhou Miaoyu expected at the beginning, Wei Qing has no more requirements for wedding dress.

Chang RuRu and Lin ran help her put on her wedding dress, and sigh that it's beautiful.

Objectively speaking, Wei Qing really looks good in this wedding dress.

Plus years of precipitation, there is a mature beauty.

"It's beautiful." Putting everything aside, Zhou Miaoyu praised Zhen Xin.

Wei Qing smiles and whispers, "thank you. The wedding dress is beautiful. I like it very much."

Chang RuRu and Lin ran are relieved. Wei Qing changes her wedding dress, and the two girls quickly get it ready.

Wei Qing and Zhou Miaoyu are sitting on the sofa. Wei Qing suddenly asks, "Miaoyu, have you met non night recently?"

Two days ago, Shan Fei made a big noise at her home.

Just, Wei Qing asked her, she just has a kind of uncomfortable feeling, always feel Wei Qing seems to have some other meaning.

"No She replied.

Wei Qing let out a look of disappointment and looked at Zhou Miaoyu. Due to the large number of people, she wanted to say nothing.

From Wei Qing's home, Chang RuRu and Lin ran are so happy that they both want Wei Qing's signature.

"Boss, what's the matter with you? It doesn't look very happy. "

"Ah? What? "

"Boss, what's the matter with you?" Holding her left and right hands, Chang Ru tilted her head and asked, "are you too tired?"

"Well, maybe. Can you two take back the wedding dress? "

"Yes, boss. Go back and have a rest first."

"Well, hard work."

Watching Chang Ru and Lin ran get into the car, Zhou Miaoyu walks to his car.

Holding the steering wheel, she started the car.

Stopping at the downstairs of the apartment, Zhou Miaoyu looked at the window and didn't go up.

The light's on. He's here.

It's rare that I didn't go out at night.

Will he be lonely?

What is he doing?

Long think of him, think of the heart slightly stagnant.

She started the car and left.

……

On the wedding day of Xu Dafeng and Wei Qing.

The night before, Zhou Miaoyu and the staff stayed up all night checking the process.

The wedding went well and everything was as they expected.

After the ceremony, Xu Dafeng and Wei Qing went to the hotel by car with the guests to prepare for the wedding banquet in the evening.

Zhou Miaoyu was at the scene directing everyone to pack up, and he was very busy.

"Darling."

There was a pat on the shoulder.

Zhou Miaoyu turned around and looked at a pretty face.

Shan feiye is wearing a formal black suit today, slim and straight.

After taking care of her hair, she looks even more handsome.

The sun is shining behind him.

Zhou Miaoyu was stunned for a moment, and his forehead was flicked by his fingers. "What do you think? Well

Touching his forehead, Zhou Miaoyu licked his lower lip, "Why are you here?"

Shan feiye raised his hand and loosened the tie between his neck. "Otherwise? Where can I be? "

I want to ask why he didn't go to the hotel together. He shouldn't be absent on such an occasion.

But looking at Shan Fei's tired and depressed eyes, Zhou Miaoyu couldn't bear it.

exhaled, and she raised eyebrows, "are you idle?"

Shan feiye laughed, "OK, what's director Zhou's order?"

"Yes." Zhou Miaoyu said, pointing to the paper box beside him, "take this to the car."

"Yes Shan Fei was ordered to take off his suit and roll up his sleeves at will.

"Wait a minute." After stopping him, Zhou Miaoyu reached out and folded his sleeve up a few times.

Low Mou congeals her quiet small face, Shan feiye's heart is very soft and calm.

It seems that nothing matters.

As long as you can see her, touch her, the rest, it doesn't matter.