C49

The wedding was imminent, and Gao Yiqing had long since become a little impatient.

At that time, she mentioned that marriage was supposed to make things easier for her, but gradually, that wasn't all she wanted anymore.

As expected, the more people received, the greedier they would become. She admitted that she had already begun to miss the life of Ning Zhe.

The news of the wedding was directly spread out. He was very clear that many people held suspicions towards them, but the main reason was because they felt their feelings came too quickly, and even felt that the Gao Yiqing was not compatible with him.

As long as he felt that they were worthy, then no one could question him, and no one had the right to question him.

When she heard the news, she was so angry that she did not even eat for a day. She hurriedly called Ning Zhe, but this son of hers was very persistent, and simply did not want to make any progress, so no matter what she said, it would be of no use. Ning Zhe was just an attitude, it was impossible to get a marriage certificate.

"Tell me about your son, what on earth did he think? There are so many good girls, but none of them caught his eye, why did he fall in love with that girl? It's simply infuriating, he even hung up the phone with me, does he even have a mother like me in his eyes?"

Mrs. Ning was circling around the room angrily, but old mister Ning was still leisurely writing down his calligraphy. After he finished writing the last line of the word "Quiet", he said in a comforting tone, "Don't worry about his matters, we didn't ask about his feelings at that time, the child's feelings are greater than ours, it's useless for you to force him."

You said that so many things had happened to Gao Yiqing, who knows what would happen in the future? I can't be at ease with this kind of person, don't look anymore, hurry up and persuade your son, it's about to be a wedding, if you don't stop now, it'll be too late. "

Seeing that old mister Ning was ignoring her, and was leisurely looking at the handwriting on the paper, his Mrs. Ning became even angrier. He walked over and picked up the pen in his hand and said, "I'm talking to you."

"Since things are already like this, you don't have to worry about nothing. I think that it's quite good — Young Miss, don't always listen to what the people from the Qin Family say."

"Your son actually spoke up for her after terminating the Qin Family's business cooperation with her. Think about it, we have a good relationship with the Qin Family for generations, how could we allow their enemies to enter just because of this relationship."

These words indeed made old mister Ning sigh endlessly. He had actually forgotten about this point, and it was impossible to clearly distinguish between grudges and grudges.

"No, I have to find her and clarify this, so that he can leave my son."

Speaking of weddings, Gao Yiqing was actually very concerned about wedding gowns, since the last time Ning Zhe mentioned it, she did not say anything else. It seemed like she did not intend to care about the wedding gowns anymore, but as she was the designer of wedding gowns herself, she felt that there was something missing, thus she looked through the things left behind by her mother.

There wasn't much left of her mother, just a small notebook with a few notes on it, and then a picture album. When she opened it and saw what was left of the memory, her eyes immediately reddened.

Her memories of her mother could only stay when she was eight years old. After that, she would forever disappear from her life, causing her to suffer greatly.

I will take back everything that belongs to me!

Wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes, her gaze became firm. All of this was no longer important. What she wanted now was a new beginning.

When she turned the page, the yellowed paper suddenly fell out and lightly fell onto the table. She picked it up to read it carefully and found that it was a fragment of a design paper with only a rudiment on it.

Sunny day--to my daughter.

This wedding dress was called Clear Sky and was specially designed for her by Gao Yiqing's mother. It was a pity that she didn't even remember to draw a script before she left forever.

All of her past memories suddenly surged, and all of the grievances and unwillingness completely overcame her rationality. She had once longed for a perfect family, and she had also once hoped that her father would give her even the tiniest bit of fatherly love, unfortunately all of it disappeared the moment Li Xiuzhu married into the Gao Family.

It wasn't that she hadn't had a father's love, but that she had been utterly disappointed in those long years. Now, she would no longer desire, nor would she pray for anything, neither would she have nor would she be disappointed.

She was so upset that she didn't even notice that someone was sneaking up from behind.

Ning Zhe had originally wanted to see if Gao Yiqing had stopped eating and sleeping for the sake of the blueprint yet again, but who knew that when he pushed open the door, he would hear her suppressed sobbing. It was different from the usual cries, one that carried grievance, sadness, and even disappointment.

He had originally wanted to give her a hug, but Ning Zhe knew that the current Gao Yiqing definitely did not want him to see himself like this.

Someone had come.

She knew.

Gao Yiqing didn't say anything as he lightly wiped away the tears on his face.

At this time, she was grateful towards Ning Zhe. She didn't want him to see her in such a miserable state, she wanted him to see her alive and whole, while she, who was trapped by her memories, definitely didn't want him to see her.

Everyone had their own secrets. At this time, what she wished the most was to be alone and to be quiet. Other people's encouragement and consolation were meaningless at this moment. Some scars could only be slowly healed by oneself.

After crying, she regained her composure and copied down the lines on the remnant page.

Her mother's unfulfilled wish must be fulfilled for her.

She thought that her mother would like to see her wear the wedding dress she had designed herself on the day of her marriage.

Walking out of the design room, she headed straight for the living room. At this time, Ning Zhe was reading a newspaper, and when he saw that Gao Yiqing had come out, his eyes were still red. He wanted to console her, but he resisted in the end.

"I designed the wedding dress myself." She was unusually calm and resolute, but she felt like she was challenging him, so she quickly added, "Can I?"

That sentence sounded a little humble, but she had no other choice as Gao Yiqing knew that this wedding was different from theirs. He gave her too much, so she couldn't ask for anything.

He had wanted to answer in the beginning, but upon hearing his last sentence, he swallowed his words. In the end, the Gao Yiqing still treated them as a cooperative relationship, even though she now had a title, she still subconsciously kept a distance from him. Every time she thought about it, it would anger her endlessly, but at this moment, he was unable to reprimand her.