Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

It's not that she has no temper, isn't it easy to want to choke Ye Qiuyin?

Sure enough, Cen Ziyan's soft and clever words instantly ignited Ye Qiuyin's anger, and she threw the knife and fork in her hand on the plate, making a crisp bang.

"The relationship between Han Feng and I is very good! Don't be jealous, what are you trying to do? Let me tell you, don't even think about it."

"Heh." Cen Ziyan sneered, then looked at Ye Qiuyin and said with a smile, "Then I'm here to wish you a happy wedding in advance."

Ye Qiuyin was terrified by her smile, which didn't seem like Cen Ziyan's reaction at all. She turned her eyes away a little uneasy, and gave up her provocative thoughts.

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became inexplicably weird, and it wasn't until Qin Hanfeng sent someone to pick them up to the bridal shop that Ye Qiuyin returned to her original hypocritical appearance.

"Bring me out all the best and latest bridesmaid dresses in your store." Ye Qiuyin entered the store, sat down on the sofa at the side, and said to the store manager.

Ye Qiuyin also pulled Cen Ziyan who was standing aside, dragged her to her side, sat next to her, and even held her arm affectionately. In the eyes of the store manager, this was the intimate interaction of good sisters.

"Miss Ye's visit to our store really makes the store flourish!" The store manager smiled obsequiously, and shifted his gaze to Cen Ziyan, "I don't know who this is?"

"This is my older sister. It will be my wedding in a while. My older sister will be a bridesmaid at that time, so I came here to pick it out today. The store manager will just call her Miss Cen." Ye Qiuyin said, still sticking her body to Cen Ziyan. posted.

"Hahaha, Ms. Ye and Ms. Cen have such a good relationship. I'll ask someone to get it. You two wait a moment." The store manager immediately nodded and bowed when he heard this, and gestured to the waiter behind him with a smile. He motioned them to hurry up and get the clothes.

Cen Ziyan just felt uncomfortable. She didn't like to have too close physical contact with others, and Ye Qiuyin pretended to be affectionate, and she sang with the flattering store manager, as if she was attached to her body. A viscous liquid made her feel extremely sick.

Ye Qiuyin took two sips of the tea brought by the clerk, and the store manager quickly led the people over. The clerk behind him each held five or six pieces of clothes.

"Miss Ye, take a look, these are all newly released styles, especially this one, which is a specific style from the wedding dress series of foreign designers." The store manager strongly recommended those clothes, and even brought them over. Let Ye Qiuyin try it out.

"I need to feel amazing. After all, my sister hasn't belonged yet, so I can take this opportunity to find a good husband, so the clothes should not be sloppy." Putting it aside, he said lightly.

"Yes, yes, why don't you choose some clothes that close your eyes and try them out?" The store manager smiled compensatingly, and asked people to unfold the clothes one by one for Ye Qiuyin to see.

But her attention was not on them, Ye Qiuyin didn't linger on those clothes at all, but turned her head, looked at Cen Ziyan and said with a smile, "Sister, why don't you try one by one, so that you can find the one that suits you best." Clothes, what do you think?"

Although she was asking what Cen Ziyan meant, the meaning in the words was already very clear.