Fool stand-in

chapter 174: fulfilling promises

Jian Qing had planned to leave France in two days, but his inner concerns made him unable to make up his mind to book a ticket.

At least now, he was still in the same land as Cheng Wen, breathing the same air.

Just thinking like this, I felt a little better, but thinking that Cheng Wen would soon become someone else's groom, my heart was very unhappy.

In the end, he decided to stay and attend Cheng Wen's wedding.

After all, it was his little fool who always wanted to see him happy.

to be at ease.

After that day, he was dead hearted.

He set him free.

It was not difficult to get a wedding invitation, and Cheng Wei personally invited Zhang Yi'er three days before the wedding began.

Jian Qing should have resented him, in fact, he was very calm inside, and even when Zhang Fu'er proposed to talk to Cheng Wei again, Jian Qing stopped him.

The key is not Cheng Wei, but Cheng Wen.

Cheng Wen didn't love him, so it was useless for anyone to talk to Cheng Wei.

It's enough to get to this point.

Maybe he wanted to open, Jian Qing's whole person behaved very calmly, began to deal with the company's affairs, issued orders through the video, Zhang Qi'er felt relieved, but in fact, Jian Qing could not sleep at all at night, and had to rely on alcohol to sleep.

That day came quickly.

It was so fast that Jian Qing felt a little caught off guard, obviously not long ago, he was still hugging Cheng Wen on the bed to warm it. <

What happened recently was like a meandering roller coaster in the playground, and Jian Qing was the person who was motion sickness, and he had not enjoyed enough happiness, and he was tortured to the point of dizziness and vomiting.

But he tried to make himself look like a normal person.

On the morning of the 18th, Jian Qing woke up at four o'clock in the morning and could no longer sleep.

He lay down until five o'clock, got up and took a shower, cleaned the stubble from his face, and chose a suit in the closet that he thought he would put on the best looking suit to change into.

No matter what, attending Cheng Wen's wedding, it is always necessary to look decent.

Zhang Fu'er got up to prepare breakfast, and when he came out of the room, he heard movement in Jian Qing's house, thought about it, and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and seeing Jian Qing's mental appearance, Zhang Qi'er was stunned, "Why did you get up so early today?" "

Well, can't sleep." Jane the way.

As for why she couldn't sleep, Zhang Fu'er naturally knew, and she looked worried, "Son, are you really going to the wedding?" "

Hmm." Simple and light.

Zhang Er paused slightly, "Don't go..."

"It doesn't matter." Jian Qing smiled.

"After today, I forgot."

"..."Zhang Fu'er sighed, looking down and not knowing what to say.

The bond between the two is so deep, how can they say that they forgot to forget. <

The seemingly relaxed tone, if you dig deeper, it must be a bloody muscle that sticks to the flesh and blood, and it is constantly pulling.

Bitter Jian Qing, bitter her little granddaughter.