Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

An Ruoqing was surprised, and then she was pleasantly surprised, "Really?! Then I—"

She couldn't wait to get up and go to the phone.

Xin Sheng quickly grabbed her and reminded: "It's so late, it's not appropriate to ask now. Let's meet tomorrow and ask clearly!"

Although, he also wanted to know what was going on, but reason still made him dissuade An Ruoqing.

"Alright then." An Ruoqing had no choice but to lie back in Xin Sheng's arms.

"It would be a great surprise to find out about our daughter, but tomorrow is our second child's wedding. We need to rest well so that we can deal with it tomorrow! Let this wedding be safe!"

An Ruoqing nodded in agreement, "Brother Sheng, you are right, tomorrow is a big day for our family, I really hope that the third child can come back."

"Don't worry, his second brother got married, even if he was at the scene of the murder, he would find a way to get back."

"Then I won't be scolded to death by you."

"Nonsense, I never scold children..."

The world is shrouded in a black mist.

The twilight has not dissipated, and there is no light in the sky.

The hour hand just pointed to 04:30 in the morning.

A few kilometers apart in a straight line, separated by two streets, the Xin family and the Yuan family on a bridge across the river started to get busy early.

The Xin family has gathered a team to welcome the bride and make preparations before the wedding.

On the Yuan's side, the bride is sitting in front of the makeup mirror, being carefully painted by the makeup artist.

After the base makeup was painted, the door opened, and Ning Qingruo walked in with a bowl of porridge, smiling all over her face.

"Today is going to be a tiring day, hurry up and eat something to fill your stomach."

Ning Qingruo handed the bowl to Yuan Luoli, staring at her face with makeup dazzled.

Who doesn't love beautiful women?Not to mention such a stunning beauty.

This kid Xin Yu is very lucky... Ning Qingruo murmured in his heart.

"This porridge is delicious, thank you." Yuan Luoli thanked politely.

Ning Qingruo was feeling in her heart that Xin Yu's good fortune was not shallow, and when she heard this thank you, she subconsciously said, "You're welcome, I didn't do this."

As soon as the words finished, Qin Shu, who was pretending to be the assistant Xiao Fei, walked in.

Yuan Luoli's eyes switched between her and Ning Qingruo, and he sincerely thanked: "Thank you for coming to accompany me."

Ning Qingruo waved her hands indifferently, "This is a small problem! We will all be friends from now on!"

Qin Shu agreed with a smile: "Qing Ruo is right."

Both she and Ning Qingruo were called by Xin Yu to help.

Not long after Yuan Luoli returned to China, he hardly had any friends here, and he didn't know much about the process of Chinese weddings, so he couldn't do without anyone around him.

As for the Yuan family, everyone knew how sincere they were towards Yuan Luoli, and Xin Yu naturally couldn't believe it.

Qin Shu and Ning Qingruo are also willing to help with his sincere love.

With the stroke by stroke of the makeup artist, the sky outside the window gradually became clearer.

The morning light fell on Yuan Luoli's exquisite face, wearing the Chinese dress designed by Tang Mo himself, it was more stunning than the national color peony.

Ning Qingruo was stunned, hugged Qin Shu's arm, and sighed: "It's so beautiful! Qin, Xiaofei...you must have a Chinese wedding in the future!"

Excited, she almost called out Qin Shu's name.

Qin Shu could only smile and pat her on the arm, signaling her to calm down.

Under the manipulation of everyone, Yuan Luoli sat in the middle of the big bed, holding a fan in her hand to hide the tension on her face.

At this time, someone downstairs shouted: "The person who meets the bride is here!"