jdhmnovel Chapter 232 She Moved In to Live With Master San
Chapter 232 She Moved In to Live With Master San
Wedding dress?
When Lin Zhiyi heard these two words, he only felt irony.
Including the time Song Wanqiu tried on her wedding dress, this is the second time.
They are all Gong Chen’s women.
It seemed as if the wedding could not go on without her witness.
Lin Zhiyi looked at Sang Ran. She smiled happily and simply. She did not have any scheming like Song Wanqiu. It was a sincere invitation.
Because of this, Lin Zhiyi felt even more like a bad person.
Just as she was about to find an excuse to refuse, her cell phone vibrated.
She suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, when I opened my phone, it was a message from Liu He.
"The old man asked me to help prepare for the engagement party for the third brother and Miss Sang."
The feeling of suffocation came over me.
Whether Liu He offends the Sang and Gong families, or remains safe and sound, all depends on her attitude.
Lin Zhiyi sent the message tremblingly.
"understood."
Sang Ran on the other side seemed to have noticed and asked with concern: "Zhiyi, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath, raised her eyes and smiled faintly: "It's okay, I'll help you choose a wedding dress."
"Thank you. Let my brother treat you to a meal some other day." Sang Ran blinked.
"Ah."
Lin Zhiyi didn't hear what she said at all and nodded woodenly.
Sang Ran immediately stood up: "Then it's settled. I'll contact you then."
"it is good."
Lin Zhiyi watched Sang Ran leave, and when she turned back to the office, she was surrounded by her colleagues.
"Who is this lady? Her car is almost as good as the Third Master's. It's obvious that she is either rich or noble."
"The key is to keep a low profile. There are no brands on anything. If you search, you will find that they are all custom-made."
Lin Zhiyi interrupted her colleague to ask: "You will know soon."
as predicted.
In the evening, with the burning sky reflecting the beautiful scenery of the snow, the good news announced simultaneously by the Gong family and the Sang family was played on the huge screen in the square.
The official photos are obviously the amusement park photos carefully selected by Sang Ran.
The castle fireworks bloom just for the two of them.
The prince and princess living happily together is an unchanging ending.
Gong Chen is worthy, and Sang Ran is also worthy.
Lin Zhiyi withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
When I reached the intersection, I heard a car horn behind me.
Lin Zhiyi stopped and a car stopped in front of her. The window was rolled down and a pair of smiling phoenix eyes looked at her.
"You're still sitting at home and something unexpected happens. Xiaoran said I owe you a meal." Sang Li said with a smile.
Lin Zhiyi chuckled: "Miss Sang and I were just joking, you don't have to take it seriously."
Sang Li glanced at Lin Zhiyi's cheek and suddenly opened the car door.
"Let's go, or I won't be able to explain myself."
Lin Zhiyi originally refused, but thinking of Mr. Gong’s threat, she felt it was necessary to establish a good relationship with Sang Li in advance.
"Okay, but I'll treat you."
"Yeah." Sang Li nodded and motioned Lin Zhiyi to get in the car.
On the way to the restaurant, Lin Zhiyi kept asking Sang Li about his taste.
As Sang Li spoke, he began to laugh.
Lin Zhiyi put down the phone: "Boss Sang, what are you laughing at?"
"It's quite interesting that you're so serious about asking about my taste." Sang Li chuckled, "But I still like you to call me brother."
"No, that's very strange."
"Then when the Third Master and Xiao Ran get married, you'll probably have to call me uncle." Sang Li said half-jokingly.
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi clenched her phone, lowered her head, and unconsciously swiped the restaurant on the screen.
Sang Li noticed her discomfort and coughed softly, "Do whatever makes you feel comfortable. I just want to take advantage of you."
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips to hold back her laughter. She felt that although Sang Li looked quite serious, his words were quite funny.
She changed the subject and pointed to her phone: "Boss Sang, what do you think of this restaurant?"
When Sang Li heard that she didn't change the name, he understood that she wanted to keep her distance, but he couldn't help being curious about her.
Leaning slightly closer, I could smell the scent of tea on her, faint but pleasant.
Lin Zhiyi looked at him for a long time without answering, slowly turned her head, and realized that she was too close to him.
She quickly stepped back and reminded, "Boss Sang?"
Sang Li came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and glanced at her profile, his eyes darkened, and he tried to restrain himself and said, "Okay."
Lin Zhiyi hummed and put some distance between them.
When they were almost at the restaurant, Sang Li's cell phone rang, and the screen showed that it was Sang Ran's call.
"What's wrong? You always forget things." Sang Li paused for a few seconds and glanced at Lin Zhiyi. "I have something to do now."
Perhaps it was because the car was too quiet, Lin Zhiyi could hear Sang Ran's voice on the other end of the phone clearly.
"Brother, you didn't make an appointment with Zhiyi, did you?"
"Yes." Sang Li admitted generously.
Lin Zhiyi became thin-skinned and clenched her fingers to calm her anxiety.
In fact, this is a psychological problem that has been accumulating for a long time.
The eight years of misfortune in the previous life, coupled with the long-term cautious life in the Gong family and the suppression of Old Master Gong.
She once thought that no one would be willing to stand with her.
Sang Li turned around and gave her a reassuring look.
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and heard Sang Ran excitedly say, "I made something delicious today. Bring Zhiyi with you and we'll have a meal together."
"We won't disturb your and Third Master's world of two." Sang Li refused.
"Third Master agreed. You just happened to send my things over here. They are all treasures I collected. I would be sad if I couldn't see them." Sang Ran said coquettishly.
Sang Li said helplessly: "I know, but I understand..."
"Then I'll wait for you."
Without waiting for Sang Li to finish his words, Sang Ran hung up the phone.
Sang Li stared at the phone and shook his head lovingly, then looked at Lin Zhiyi in embarrassment.
"Xiao Ran is moving, and she put a suitcase in my car and asked me to deliver it to her."
"Moving?" Lin Zhiyi looked at Sang Li in confusion.
"She moved in with Master San. She also invited us over for dinner."
"..."
Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and opened her lips slightly, but her voice was choked in her throat and she uttered an "oh" after a long while.
Sang Li thought she agreed to have dinner with him, so he asked his assistant to change the direction.
When Lin Zhiyi came to his senses, the car had already stopped.
If she were to leave at this moment, Sang Li would definitely guess something.
Finally, she could only pretend nothing had happened and followed him upstairs.
When the doorbell rang, Lin Zhiyi clenched the bag in her hand, not knowing what she would see when she opened the door.
"I'm coming."
Sang Ran's joyful footsteps were heard from inside the door.
She opened the door and stuck her head out: "You are here, come in quickly, I am still cooking in the pot."
The door was open, and Sang Ran was wearing home clothes and a pink apron, holding a spatula in her other hand.
After entering the room, she quickly opened the shoe cabinet, took out the slippers that the guests were wearing and placed them in front of Lin Zhiyi and Sang Li.
Lin Zhiyi lowered her head and was stunned when she saw the shoes for men and women placed side by side.
"Zhiyi, what's wrong? Don't they fit? I was in a hurry to buy them, and I didn't check the size. Sanye doesn't have anything here. It seems I'll be busy from now on."
Sang Ran seemed to be complaining, but her voice unconsciously revealed happiness.
Lin Zhiyi shook his head: "It fits, sorry for the trouble."
After changing her shoes, she raised her eyes and saw a figure slowly walking towards her and stopping beside Sang Ran.
There were only three steps between them, but it was already an insurmountable gap.
She said calmly, "Uncle."