Chapter 108 (1/2)
Qiao Anran can't help but feel sick. Is Fu Siming going to propose to her? But no, aren't they all married?
”Are you...”
”The previous ring has been lost. Would you like to take this wedding ring again?”
This ring was specially made by Fu Siming for Boucheron. Just as he arrived in nice, he also made the wedding ring, so he directly asked someone to send it here.
He returned to the hotel yesterday and went out again to get the ring.
Before he and Joan dyed the wedding ring when they got married, I didn't know where he threw it as early as the night of their wedding.
This new wedding ring is totally different from Fu Siming. But Joan ran didn't know the twists and turns. She thought this guy had made a new one for her.
If there had been doubt before, she didn't want to think anymore. Because she has completely fallen in love with the man in front of her. They are husband and wife and will be together for life.
Qiao Anran nodded with tears in her eyes and said, ”I do.”
She didn't know the meaning of these three words to Fu Siming, which meant that from today on, she really became his wife. Whether she is Qiao Anran or ye Huanyan, she is his wife.
Fu Siming took her hand, gently put the wedding ring on her ring finger, then stroked her cheek with his fingers, leaned down and kissed deeply.
In the church, he put a ring on her and hugged her tightly
This picture, for Joan ran, can be regarded as a complement to her lost memory.
”If I put a ring on you, do you think we had another wedding?”
It was an unintentional joke, but it moved men. This is exactly what he thinks in his heart, but it can't be publicized in his mouth, so he can only use this way.
As soon as the flash came on, they looked in the direction of the flash. They saw a bearded foreigner, holding a camera and looking at them in some embarrassment.
Fu Siming frowned slightly. When he was about to say something, Joan ran pulled him and asked each other, ”why do you want to shoot us?”
”I'm so sorry. I'm a photographer. I just saw the two standing in the church and looking at each other with deep eyes. I was so moved that I couldn't help but press the shutter. ” The foreigner looked at them with regret and said, ”if my behavior makes you unhappy, I'll delete the photos now.”
”Do not delete.” Joan ran smiled and said, ”I just hope you can develop a picture for us, can you?”
”Of course.”
Half an hour later, the man turned back to the church and handed the picture to the woman.
Qiao Anran looks at the photos in her hand. Not to mention, even the photos taken by amateur photographers in the camera are much better than her selfie.
After saying goodbye to the foreigner, Joan looked at the picture again and again like a baby.
”What do you want this for?” Fu Siming frowned slightly. The real person was in front of her, but she stared at the picture.
”Keep it as a souvenir!” Qiao Anran whispered, ”I really don't understand the customs. If one day you're not with me or I'm not with you, it's a thought to have a picture.”
Fu Siming listened to a careless remark.
”No nonsense!” He couldn't control his mood for a moment, and the volume was raised a little, which startled Joan ran.
Aware of something wrong with him, she wondered, ”what's the matter with you?”
Just a word. Why do you care so much.
”Nothing...” Fu Siming darkened his dark eyes and said faintly, ”don't say such words again in the future.”
She said ”Oh”, but her doubts still remained.
In the afternoon, Fu Siming took her to promenades ANGIS, the famous promenade in nice, all the way to Angel Bay.
”It's really beautiful here...”
Seeing the beautiful scenery in front of her, Joan ran couldn't help exclaiming.
It's not pleasant to walk on the Boulevard hand in hand with your beloved. For a moment, she wanted to be like this forever.
When she saw the angel Bay, she excitedly took his arm and said with a smile, ”the angel Bay is really like an angel's wing!”
Seeing her so happy, a warm color appeared on his face.
”Fu Siming, hurry up!”
Qiao Anran looked at the blue sea and the pebbled beach in front of him and urged him to keep up. He ran all the way.
Fu Siming shook his head helplessly, but felt that it was good. At least she was very happy and didn't think about the case of St. Laurent's Cathedral.
”That's nice... If only I could have my own cabin here.” Qiao Anran stretched his muscles and said comfortably, ”although the commercial metropolis is prosperous, it is not as comfortable as living in such a small town.”
”If you like it, just buy one.”
Fu Siming said this without changing his face, which stunned Joan ran for two seconds.
She smiled and said, ”I just said casually, where can I stay here all the time? Even if I don't go back, you still have such a big group and family to go back. ”
Fu Siming gently encircled her from behind and whispered, ”you are my family.”
Qiao Anran felt warm and leaned against him. But when I thought that I would leave Antang after I went back, I was more or less unwilling.
The slight change in her look could not escape his eyes. Fu Siming's eyes sank and knew that she still didn't put down the case
Later, when it rained, they left the beach and found a authentic French restaurant for dinner.
When I returned to the hotel at night, it was almost nine o'clock. As soon as I got to the door of the room, I saw Anjie waiting there. It seemed that there was something urgent. Seeing Fu Siming coming back, he immediately greeted him.
”Mr. Fu...” An Jie's tone was a little anxious and looked at Qiao Anran.
Seeing his appearance, Fu Siming knew that he had something urgent. He said to Qiao Anran, ”go back to your room first and I'll talk to Anjie about something.”