Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

Rong Jingcheng's car was already parked at the side waiting. Feng Muyan opened the back door and asked, "How is the marriage certificate? No. . . No problem, right? "    

"Yes, everything is normal. "    

The words man is not cold came over and Feng Muyan's pupils contracted. She did not react for a long time.    

It was. . . Normal.    

It was just that she was fine and did not get pregnant, right?    

Rong Jingcheng looked at her expression in the rearview mirror. Her thin lips were pursed into lines, and the hand holding the steering wheel tightened a little.    

When she heard that everything was normal, she heaved a sigh of relief, right?    

Midnight in Nightview.    

Outside the private room, the lights were red and the wine was green. The private room was so quiet.    

When Chu Huaibei came, he looked at the man sitting on the sofa and tsked, "Let me guess, did our comrade Feng Muyan seek death again?"    

The man sitting on the sofa indifferently opened his mouth and spoke.    

"She is pregnant. "    

"Look at you like this. What? Don't tell me you're not ready yet?"    

The man with the sunken eyes coldly curled his lips. "The one who's not prepared is not me. "    

"That disposition of hers has to change eventually. "    

Now that she had a child, even if she wasn't prepared before, she should learn to mature from now on.    

"She still doesn't know about her pregnancy. "    

……    

After Feng Muyan returned home, she collapsed onto the bed.    

For some reason, she had been very tired recently.    

When she was about to fall asleep in a daze, Gu Cheng called.    

"I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. "    

"So soon?"    

"It's not good for a public figure to stay in the hospital all the time. I have a private doctor who can take care of me at home," Wang Yao said.    

"I see," Wang Yao said.    

"Your wedding. . . I may not be able to attend it," said Wang Yao.    

Feng Muyan pretended to be carefree and whimpered. "Take good care of yourself, National Prince Charming. Your fans are all waiting for you to make a comeback. "    

"Fans, you too?"    

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm your number one fan. "    

"Feng Muyan, I wish you well. "    

"Thank you. "    

……    

Feng Muyan sent a message to Rong Jingcheng that they were taking wedding photos on the weekend.    

However, at noon, she did not see any reply from the man.    

At the dining table, Chen Yinyin asked her, "Is Jingcheng here to pick you up?"    

. . . "I will go and try the wedding dress first. He still has something to do. "    

"Okay. "    

Feng Muyan went to the wedding dress photography store alone. When she reached the store, she received a message from Rong Jingcheng.    

He said he would be there in half an hour. Could it be that he had something to do in the morning and was delayed?    

She did not think too much about it and changed into the first wedding dress she was going to take.    

"Mrs. Rong, this white wedding dress, paired with this pair of high heels, will match your height. "    

The staff took out a pair of 10cm high heels.    

When Rong Jingcheng came, his eyes were cold and his face darkened.    

"Who allowed you to wear high heels?"    

"What?"    

Feng Muyan was confused.    

"What are you wearing if you are not wearing high heels?"    

The man carried her to a seat at the side.    

"High heels aren't suitable for you. I just bought you some suitable shoes. "    

After seeing the few pairs of shoes Rong Jingcheng bought for her, Feng Muyan's face darkened.    

They were all flat!    

"They look good, but I will look short wearing them. "    

Although she was unwilling to admit it, Feng Muyan still had to admit this fact. Her legs were short, and her height was not 165.    

"Not short, listen to me. If you fall, I don't want a crippled bride. "    

"Yes, alright. "    

The woman pretended to "reluctantly" agree, but her heart was warm.    

……    

The date of the wedding was getting closer and closer.    

"All the invitations have been sent out by my side. "    

The woman leaned back and looked at the newly renovated apartment.    

Rong Jingcheng held the book in one hand and raised the woman's left hand with the other. He looked at the jade bracelet on her wrist.    

"What is this?"    

"It's a gift from Granny for her daughter-in-law. The bracelet is very old. "    

"A gift?"    

Rong Jingcheng's mouth twitched. He did not expect her to say such a thing.    

"Aiya, this is different. "    

"Oh right, where are we going on our honeymoon?"    

Only now did she recall such a big event. However, when she saw the man's expression, she gritted her teeth.    

"Rong Jingcheng, we must have our honeymoon. Otherwise, we won't be marrying. "