Chapter 3525 (1/2)

Qiandao Lake Villa.

The designer shuttled back and forth, measured the size for Shen Muhan and his fiancee, and tried on the dress.

The whole villa looks lively.

However, Shen Muhan's face could not see any happiness.

A moment later, in the designer team, a female designer stood in front of Shen Muhan.

He was drooping his eyes, and the designer arranged his collar and cufflinks.

He is a lot thinner, but he is better than his shoulder width and long legs. He can still hold up his dress very well, which is very appropriate and powerful.

Every inch of clothes properly wrapped his body lines, highlighting his unparalleled aura.

As soon as Xia Jiu's hand stagnated, Shen Muhan raised his eyes and saw that she had a pale face.

”It's you.” Shen Muhan frowned suspiciously.

He had been pondering his mind just now and didn't care who the designer was.

Xia Jiu's face was whiter than usual, transparent to almost transparent, without any defects, which made the pink at the end of her eyes particularly heavy.

Xia Jiu said softly, ”I told myself before that as long as you live, your wedding dress will be designed and made by myself No matter who you marry. ”

Her fingers clenched the button slightly, and then loosened it: ”does Han Shao think there is anything wrong?”

In the mirror, he was standing tall and graceful, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Probably the only inappropriate is his bride.

”Yes.” He said softly.

Xia Jiu opened his mouth and finally summoned up the courage to ask, ”so... How long have you been together?”

”Is this important?” He asked.

Xia Jiu bit his lips: ”so when you usually see me, is the joy you show false?”

”Miss Xia, after all, you are my old love. I don't seem surprised to see that you still have residual feelings?”

The man's voice is particularly cold. Now listening to it, there is only an endless sense of alienation.

Xia Jiu drooped her eyes and her long hair fell. She reached out and stroked it back, ”why didn't you refuse me that night?”

She was full of hope and explained to him the causes and consequences of taking care of her father and mother.

But he didn't hear a word, did he?

Or did he regard her as an indispensable spare tire long ago?

She looked at Shen Muhan and wanted to find a clear answer.

Shen Muhan, however, took time to tidy up his cufflinks: ”I'm not Liu Xiahui. It's normal to have no immunity to take the initiative.”

”In that case, do you think you deserve your fiancee?”

”I told you I had a wife. You pestered me.”

Xia Jiu's blood surged up and his face was red.

It was really wishful thinking to recall what I saw him.

And he just cooperates passively.

He wouldn't even tell himself his true identity.

Maybe everything, on his side, was buried three years ago.

Only I still hold on to those past emotions.

His love is strong and fiery, like a flame. When it burns, it is stinging and burning, and all the past is only ashes.

Only she is still looking forward to the long flow of water until death.

Xia Jiu gritted his teeth and held back the crystal at the bottom of his eyes. Shen Muhan said faintly, ”does this button have to be handled?”

It seems that the communication between the two people just now is just a discussion about commodities between the guests and the designers.