Chapter 1401 Preparing for the Wedding
Chapter 1401 Preparing for the Wedding
Zhuang Shijue was walking behind her. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed her collar and pulled her into the car.
"Let's go. What do you think my mother meant? Am I interested in you?" Zhuang Shijue said with a "huh" sound, and added, "Don't you see that fat guy with a round waist and thick legs? He looks like a pig!"
"..." Mu Ning was so angry that she almost lost her breath, "You are the pig, your whole family are pigs!"
"My whole family? Including Zhuang Shiyuan?" Zhuang Shijue smiled.
"..."
Mu Ning stopped talking and turned away. Zhuang Shijue drove back to his villa in the Oriental Pearl Tower.
That was good. Miss Zhuang's wedding wasn't far away. Kou Quan's family lived in Phase 5 of the Oriental Pearl Tower. The villa area was only a twenty-minute drive from the Phase 5 apartment complex, which was walkable, but more convenient by car. Perhaps Kou Quan had some ulterior motive when he went house hunting.
Only Huo Yan and his friends stayed in Kyoto. Kou Quan would have to go to the hospital during this period. Although all the wedding matters were handed over to the wedding company, wouldn't the family take care of the matters before and after the wedding?
Huo Yan really wanted to redecorate Kou's house again. It's not that he disliked it, but Huo Yan felt that the style was not suitable and the tone was too dark. How could he be in a good mood living in such a house?
In the end, the Kou family's house style was decided by the mother-in-law, and they redecorated it. Fortunately, there was still time, so they worked all night and ventilated the house for a week before all the furniture was replaced. All the soft furnishings were personally selected by Huo Yan and Shiqi, mother and daughter.
Kou Quan stayed with her for two days and felt that men really could not agree with women's pickyness, so he simply stopped expressing his opinion. Anyway, they didn't want good things, and they wouldn't buy bad things either. He didn't know what they were doing wandering around the furniture market. After two days of fruitless companionship, he simply left. He had to go to the hospital and communicate with the people from the wedding company. He also had to fill in his name on a lot of invitations. He had a lot to do.
After Kou Quan's house was turned over again, it was bright again.
There was the study that Seventeen desired most. It wasn't big, but it was warm and bright. The curtains were her favorite color, light and warm. There were two large, round squatting stools in the study. They were bright yellow, like two balls, and people sank into them when they sat on them. Huo Yan said these round stools were bad for the waist and uncomfortable to sit on.
But Seventeen just likes it. "Sitting in it is like being a cat. You can be as lazy as you want."
There was also a small reclining chair inside, so she could sleep on it when she was tired. When buying the reclining chair, Huo Yan was helpless again, "Aren't you going to work in the study? Do you feel tired sometimes?"
Huo Yan almost said, "You lazy girl, how many books do you read in a year?"
In addition to the study that Seventeen was most satisfied with, there was also a wide balcony with many flowers planted on it. Perhaps Kou Quan had said before that Seventeen would plant flowers if he liked them, but how long would the flowers he bought last?
Fortunately, Kou Quan's father likes to take care of these flowers and plants, and raising them does not add any burden to the family.
The living room is spacious and bright, with the curtains and sofa upholstery in light, warm colors, featuring tassels and floral patterns, creating a very feminine feel. The chandelier has also been replaced. A chandelier is the most dazzling piece of decor in a home, so it couldn't be simpler. A crystal palace lamp with a lotus-like hooked flower plate hangs from the ceiling, illuminating the entire room with a dazzling brilliance when the lights are on.
After the Kou family had their affairs sorted, it was time to start preparing for other matters. Seventeen would be living in Kyoto from now on, so he'd need a car to get around, right? They spent a few more days getting a license plate. They'd replaced and bought everything they needed, so now it was time for the little things. For example, Huo Yan had bedding and quilts imported, and clothes and shoes were essential.
After nearly a month of busy work, Huo Yan finally felt like he was marrying off his daughter, feeling melancholy and reluctant. He would often hold his daughter's hand and say, "When you have time in the future, come back to Beijing to see your parents. Mom will also come here to see you when she has time. Don't forget your parents because you are separated from each other, okay?"
"I know, I know, I know..." Seventeen nodded continuously. Her mother reminded her almost every day. She probably knew that she was really lazy and would not want to move after staying in one place for too long.
Although I don't like to listen to my mother's nagging, I can understand her feelings in my heart.
During the preparations for Seventeen's wedding, Mu Xiaoniu was a living treasure. Whenever she appeared, there was always laughter and joy. Mu Ning gradually realized that she and Zhuang Shijue were not on good terms. With a man like Zhuang Shijue, she should just pretend he wasn't there. Otherwise, if she answered him, he would definitely make her angry to death.
As the wedding date drew closer, Seventeen's visits to the beauty salon increased. She wanted to remove the scars on her lower abdomen within a month, but this was difficult, and surgery couldn't completely repair them. Afterward, she would just have to deal with various maintenance procedures. It just so happened that when Seventeen went to the beauty salon, she dragged Mu Xiaoniu along, forcing her to sign up for a weight-loss package that offered 20,000 yuan for a 20-pound weight loss.
Of course, this is how beauty salons promote their products. Those who are willing to take the bait will do so. As for whether it is effective or not, that depends on the individual.
After one day, she refused to go. She could accept taking medicine, exercising, and other things, but she couldn't accept acupuncture. The beautiful, elegant, gentle and generous Miss Seventeen only gave her an acupuncture weight loss treatment. A course of treatment required more than ten acupuncture treatments. Wouldn't this kill her?
When she went to the beauty salon again, Mu Ning started pretending to be dead early in the morning. She felt uncomfortable in various ways and even made herself sick in order to avoid getting a needle prick. This girl is really hardworking.
I went there the morning of the 17th, and Miss Mu was actually quite ill. Huo Yan had to go to the hotel that morning to sample the new dishes. He had to try them before adding them to the menu. So, the only person still at the villa that morning was Zhuang Shijue.
Mu Ning was probably confused due to her illness. She kept calling Zhuang Shiyuan's name and didn't respond to Huo Yan's words that he should ask Shijue to look after her for a while.
Zhuang Shijue pushed the door open and heard Mu Xiaoniu talking. He walked over and listened carefully, then laughed, "You miss Zhuang Shiyuan so much? What a pity! I won't let you see him!"
It was just a prank. There was no one around him for him to bully, so he could only bully this foreign woman.
The person was already sick, and the damn Zhuang Shijue actually threw Xiao Xiaomei on the bed, under the euphemism of finding her a companion.
Xiao Xiaomei wrapped her thing around Mu Ning's neck twice. When Zhuang Shijue returned to the house and saw it, he was shocked and quickly took the thing away.
"If I strangle her to death, where can I get a fat man to compensate Zhuang Shiyuan?" Zhuang Shijue threw Xiao Xiaomei directly into the cage and covered it with a cloth to avoid scaring his mother. He walked over and pushed Mu Ning, "Fatty, hey, Fatty, stop pretending. I know you're not dead. Wake up and talk to me. If you don't wake up, I'll pour cold water on you."
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