Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Zhou Luo held Rong Yan's hand: "And about Fu Jingsheng's incident at that time, I swear I was just instigated by others."

So this is a confession? Rong Yan immediately knew why Zhou Luo invited her to dinner.

After all, I'm going to marry into the Fu family, so I have to have a good relationship with myself.

"Yeah." Rong Yan said perfunctorily.

"Don't you believe it?" Zhou Luo could see that Rong Yan's attitude was perfunctory. Today she came here with sincerity and wanted to make things clear.

"Xin, I already know about it. There's no need to talk about it anymore. It's over." Rong Yan is not the type to pick on people. "If no one brings it up, don't talk about it anymore. After all, it's not a good thing."

"Okay, Rongyan." Zhou Luo suddenly held Rongyan's hand.

The woman subconsciously struggled to break free, she thought she was not that close to Zhou Luo.

"I'm sorry, I was impulsive. I really want to be your friend. I promise I won't do anything to hurt you." Zhou Luo directly stated his request.

"What friends? We are relatives." Rong Yan replied tactfully, "Right, sister-in-law."

"Yes, we are family. Can I tell you anything in the future?" Zhou Luo wanted to ask if he could tell Rong Yan what was in his heart.

Rong Yan could understand what the woman meant, but she deliberately misinterpreted it: "Of course, I'm a psychologist, and I'm best at listening and guiding."

"Okay." Zhou Luo smiled.

Throughout the meal, Rong Yan never took the initiative to bring up a topic, and it was always Zhou Luo who asked her questions and answered them.

Zhou Luo didn't blame Rong Yan. After all, he was the one who made the mistake first. If he wanted to make peace, he had to have the attitude of making peace. If he took it slowly, he would be able to make Rong Yan truly accept him.

After dinner, I returned to the clinic.

Rong Yan finally felt relieved.

She went to chat with Shen Xingzhi for a while.

-

In December, the weather was freezing cold and the north wind was biting.

Zhou Luo's belly hasn't shown up yet.

She was wearing a floor-length wedding dress and didn't look pregnant at all.

In the hotel, Zhou Luo's family, Fu Jingchen, Han Yue, and Lao Deng were responsible for welcoming the guests, while Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng arranged for everyone to sit in the designated seats.

The two families were neatly arranged.

Old Deng didn't expect that he would be invited to an important position as the boy's parent, and it was Zhou Luo who proposed it. Because of this, Han Yue changed his opinion of Zhou Luo.

Unlike Zhou Luo, her parents were more simple and honest, always greeting with a smile.

Zhou Luo's parents and Fu Jingchen's adoptive mother and stepfather call each other "teacher".

"Luoluo, are you tired?" Fu Jingchen asked while holding Zhou Luo's hand, "I'll go get you a chair."

"I'm not tired. I'll stand with you." Zhou Luo was wearing high heels and her feet were a little painful, but the feeling of happiness could dilute the pain.

At half past five, the newlyweds went to the hotel preparation room, and the parents of both parties sat at the main table.

Zhou Luo invited Zhao Rong to be the bridesmaid.

Ye Jianming attended the wedding as a relative or friend of the groom.

When the host announced the bride's entry, Ye Jianming realized that Zhao Rong was actually standing next to Zhou Luo in a bridesmaid dress.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously. Zhao Rong and Zhou Luo knew each other? They seemed to have a good relationship. Was this a coincidence?

Zhao Rong had never mentioned Zhou Luo in front of her.

Zhao Rong stood on the stage and saw Ye Jianming in the audience. She smiled at him. The woman knew that this day would come sooner or later, and she had already thought of a reason.

After she stepped down from the stage, she would explain to Ye Jianming.

The bride and groom were speaking to each other on the stage, both crying as they spoke.

Zhou Luo's parents were also quietly wiping away their tears.

Under the stage, Rong Yan held Fu Jingsheng's hand, her eyes slightly red.

Fu Jingsheng stole a glance at his wife, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Wife, you are moved, right? I was very happy when we had our wedding, but I couldn't stop crying."

"Yes, it is said that a man will cry when he marries a girl he loves." Putting aside the character of the person involved, the act of getting married is indeed a beautiful thing.

It is such a rare thing for two people in love to overcome numerous obstacles and come together.

"You are still as sentimental as ever." Fu Jingsheng put his arm around his wife's shoulders.

"Look at Xingzhi, she's wiping her tears." Rongyan pointed at her best friend at the next table and said, "It's hard not to be moved in this kind of situation."

"Well, wife, wipe your tears." Fu Jingsheng wiped the corners of his wife's eyes.

After Han Yue came down from the stage, she held onto her daughter-in-law's arm and said, "I have been holding back for a long time on stage, fearing the embarrassment of crying. Now I can't hold back anymore."

She sniffed.

"Mom, let me hold you." Rong Yan opened her arms.

"Although I don't have a daughter, I still feel sad when I think that after my child marries into our family, she will have less time to spend with her parents. Ah, bah, it can't be called sad, it's called unpleasant feeling." Han Yue was unhappy for Zhou Luo's parents.

"Just now Jingsheng said that I was sentimental. You are more sentimental than me. You actually worry about other people's parents." Rong Yan scratched her mother-in-law's nose like an adult coaxing a child. "Mom, you know, after my daughter graduated from junior high school, 93% of the time she spent with her parents has passed. Even if she didn't marry Fu Jingchen, Zhou Luo has been working in Tiancheng, and her parents are in her hometown, so she still can't see them. Maybe after getting married and having children, her parents will come over, and she will spend more time with them."

"Yes, then you can bring your in-laws over to take care of the children, and I will be responsible for paying." Han Yue suddenly smiled.

The wedding banquet lasted until eight o'clock, when the guests dispersed and the bride and groom went home. At this time, Fu Jingchen's best brothers followed them. They didn't know that Zhou Luo was pregnant and were preparing to make a fuss in the bridal chamber.

When Zhao Rong was having dinner, she explained to Ye Jianming, but the effect was not very good. She thought that after dinner, they would take a walk together to talk things out. Unexpectedly, Zhou Luo called her to her house, saying that Fu Jingchen's friends were making trouble in the bridal chamber and she was scared.

"Ye Jianming, I have to go to Zhou Luo's house. See you at the coffee shop at the usual time tomorrow morning." Zhao Rong informed Ye Jianming before leaving.

Ye Jianming had many questions in his mind, but in such a situation, he could tell what was more important than what was less important.

"Okay." The man nodded.

"Ye Jianming, why are you standing there like an idiot? Let's go, everyone is leaving." Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng were in charge of cleaning up, and when they saw Ye Jianming still standing there, the woman asked.

"Are you two free? Let's chat for a while." Ye Jianming said in a light tone.

"You look unhappy, what's wrong?"

Ye Jianming put his hands in his pockets: "Let's talk outside."

"Aren't you cold outside? Let's go to the car." Rong Yan opened the door of the hotel. A gust of cold wind blew in her face. She subconsciously wrapped her coat tightly.

Ye Jianming took the initiative to admit who his most recent date was.

Of course Rongyan didn’t know that today’s bridesmaid was called Zhao Rong.

"Zhao Rong? I don't know her." Rong Yan said, "Do you want to get married?"

Rong Yan thought that Ye Jianming was reminded of the past and therefore looked unhappy.

"No, you have seen her." Ye Jianming continued.

"I have met Zhao Rong? That's impossible. She was also my patient? There are too many patients. It's normal that I can't remember them all." Rong Yan didn't think about anything else.