Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye.
There were still ten days until the wedding, so these ten days were considered a torture to Gao Yiqing. Basically, he would think about it every day, and once there was time, he would take out the wedding dress and carefully examine it.
However, the Ning Zhe told her not to worry. The servant had always believed that the Ning Zhe cared a lot about the Gao Yiqing, so she never thought that he would actually be indifferent to it.
In fact, it was usually the people from Mrs. Ning who called, and it was nothing more than to let her know the difficulties and retreat. Until now, Mrs. Ning had not given up, and the last time was like a thorn piercing his heart, how could he pretend that nothing had happened?
But now, no matter who it was, no one could stop her. It wasn't up to them to decide after finally reaching this point.
"Do you still have any flaws with this wedding dress? I feel like it's missing something. Don't just read it in the magazine, help me take a look."
After looking around the wedding dress for a long time, Gao Yiqing still felt that he was not satisfied. However, Ning Zhe was currently sitting on the sofa, enthusiastically reading a magazine, completely ignoring her existence. This made Gao Yiqing feel extremely helpless, and she was currently feeling anxious, yet he was still so calm.
So she walked over and pulled Ning Zhe up from the sofa. Seeing her desperate look, Ning Zhe gently grabbed her chin, making her raise her head to look at him, "You want to marry me that much?"
"Don't you want to marry me?"
Gao Yiqing narrowed her eyes slightly and asked a question in reply. She was getting bolder and bolder, especially when she knew that she was basically unbridled in the heart of Ning Zhe. Ning Zhe was not angry at all, rather, she directly kissed it, and said with a voice that went deep into her bones: "What do you think?"
She did not answer, nor did she need to.
It had rained a little that day, and the moment she opened the window, the fresh air rushed into her nose. Her Gao Yiqing felt the gentle breeze, mixed with a little bit of grass, and her mood improved as well.
"Miss Gao, you're going to be late."
Hearing the servant's reminder, Gao Yiqing took a deep breath, turned, and left.
Today, she had an appointment with Gu Shuangshuang, so she didn't forget to give her a call when she went out.
The phone rang for a long time before answering. A hurried voice sounded from the other side as if in a hurry, "Yi Qing …" "I'm in trouble …"
"What's going on? Don't worry, tell me where you are."
"In the wutong tree …"
After hanging up, Gao Yiqing drove away in a hurry.
Along the way, she tried her best to contact Gu Shuangshuang, but no matter what, the call could not connect. It was clearly fine just now, but there was no reason why she could not pick up the phone all of a sudden.
Generally speaking, her Gu Shuangshuang had never encountered any trouble, she was always so strong, that nothing could trouble her, unless someone specifically asked for trouble, if someone asked for trouble, then those people must have come because of her, after all, the people from Qin Family knew who her lawyer was.
Was it someone from the Qin Family?
The car sped on, arriving at the wutong in half an hour.
This place was very quiet, and if one could tell that there was no one, then where was the Gu Shuangshuang?
With doubts in her heart, she dialed the phone again. The call was connected, and it was Gu Shuangshuang's voice.
"Yi Qing …"
"Where are you? I'm in the wutong. "
"Go ahead. Go straight in and cross the corridor. Go straight ahead."
Why did he say it so clearly?
But when she thought about how the other party really did have Gu Shuangshuang, she couldn't possibly lie to her, right?
The place was truly beautiful, filled with parasol trees. As they walked along the small road, it was quiet yet comfortable, and just ahead of them was a small bridge connecting them to a small island called the Island in the Lake, which was connected to the Red Sea. From afar, they could vaguely see the coastline, and from time to time, the sea breeze would blow by and lift up her hair.
After walking around the island for a while, they found themselves in a familiar place.
She had been here before, wasn't this the villa that Ning Zhe had brought her to last time?
She didn't expect that the wutong tree was actually connected to this place, and that after crossing the small island, they would actually directly arrive at the back door of the island. Standing at the door, Gao Yiqing a little doubtful, she picked up her phone and was just about to make a call, but Gu Shuangshuang, as if they knew everything, took the initiative to call her.
"What's going on? Are you playing with me? " She was a bit angry, a bit angry, but she couldn't say it herself. She felt that something wasn't right, but she couldn't put her finger on it. There was only an intangible sense of anger.
"Don't be angry, come in."
Gao Yiqing simply hung up the phone and walked towards the villa's main entrance. This villa did indeed look like it was old, but it did not seem to be out of the ordinary and it looked exactly the same as the castle described in the novels.
Even though he was doubtful, he had already thought of something.
This was not a place where just anyone could come to, the Gu Shuangshuang was only a pretense.
Pushing open the door fiercely, Gao Yiqing walked in. Just as she took a step forward, she was struck by the scene in front of her, the huge crystal lamp shone with a crystal clear light, the classical piano piece played slowly, the melody was melodious yet tactful at the same time, she looked up, the surroundings were filled with red roses, as though it was a dream. She did not dare think too much, nor did she dare to take a step forward, subconsciously wanting to pick up her phone.
It was him. At this moment, he really did look like a prince. When they looked at each other, she actually subconsciously wanted to avoid him. His eyes could hook away all of her thoughts, and she didn't even have the chance to choose.
Ning Zhe walked in front of Gao Yiqing, gently put the rose in his hand on her left ear, and caressed her face with one hand as he gently kissed her. Although Gao Yiqing was puzzled, he had been pulled by him to the point where he had almost forgotten what he was supposed to do now.
Everything was fine. She only wanted to hug the current him.
The light of the crystal chandelier shone on the roses as if they were the color of blood, as if to express their love with their dazzling colors.
Standing upstairs and looking at the two people who were embracing and kissing in the hall, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, then turned around to return to his room and make a call.
"Is the wedding dress ready? You can begin."