The phone suddenly rang.

Chu Jiao glanced at it and it was a WeChat message sent by Xie Yu.

A simple sentence.

【Sorry, something happened tonight】

It was too obvious and perfunctory, but Chu Jiao was even used to it.

She replied quickly, [Okay, it doesn't matter]

Even if the surface is calm, the softest part of the heart still inevitably produces indescribable sourness and bitterness.

The young man who was giving her birthday gifts in his memory was now grown up, but she felt strange.

But she was still greedy for the warmth he once gave.

Chu Jiao picked up the bear doll from the head of the bed, reached out and pulled it in the ear, and murmured in a low voice: "You tell me, should I marry him?"

It is naturally quiet.

After a while, Chu Jiao smiled helplessly.

She is so stupid that she talks to the doll here.

This question is indeed a bit difficult, and Xiaoxiong can't answer it, so Chu Jiao thought of giving herself an answer.

No matter whether the ending is good or bad, I always want to give it a try.

Because, she really likes Xie Yu.

It has nothing to do with the family or interests. This love is a secret that belongs only to Chu Jiao.

The sunlight gently shines into the room through the window, with a faint warmth.

Chu Jiao held a cup of coffee and placed it next to her computer, and her slender and fair fingers kept typing on the keyboard.

In addition to the identity of Miss Chu, she is also a screenwriter and has opened her own studio.

Although the studio is not large in size, it is still in order.

Chu Jiao has served as a screenwriter and participated in the filming of several art films. She has won many awards at some medium-sized film festivals at home and abroad. She is also a well-known talented woman in the circle.

At the end of last year, the movie "The Last Woman in Spring" filmed by popular actress Jiang Ruan was already in post-production.

As expected, it will be released in the country this year.

Chu Jiao attaches great importance to this movie. She followed the crew during the filming last year, and has been paying attention to the later progress until now.

And today, the trailer for the first edition was sent over there.

Chu Jiao turned on it, and before half a minute of watching it, the ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang.

The three words "Aunt Song" are displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.

That was Xie Yu's mother.

Chu Jiao quickly answered the phone.

"Jiaojiao, the wedding invitations I ordered before were delivered by both design companies today. I don't even choose them if I look good. If you have time, come and pick them up and talk to me."

"Of course there is time." Chu Jiao picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, "Then I'll go find you now."

Chu Jiao answered a few more times, then hung up the phone. She didn't even have time to finish watching the trailer, so she quickly got up and walked downstairs.

Xie Family.

Chu Jiao sat next to Song Meiruo, holding two invitations in her hand and watching carefully.

The one on the left with red as the main color looks gorgeous, but it’s a pity that you will feel a little tacky when you look at it for a few more times.

The other one is an off-white card with dark gold borders and fonts. It looks ordinary at first, but it also has a low-key and luxurious beauty.

Just a glance, Chu Jiao had an answer in her heart.

The gap between these two wedding invitations is so big that there is no need to hesitate. If Song Mei-woo only calls her over to choose wedding invitations today, there are actually something else to say.

Chu Jiao smiled slightly, then handed the off-white wedding invitation to Song Meiruo, "Auntie, I think this is better."

Song Meiruo was not surprised by Chu Jiao's choice, and took the wedding invitation and looked at him again, "Listen to you, then that's it."

Chu Jiao put another wedding invitation back into the box on the table.

Song Meiruo looked at her again, "Jiaojiao, I'm asking you to come today. Actually, my aunt has one more thing to discuss with you."

Chu Jiao: "Auntie, you said."

Song Meiruo no longer concealed her thoughts, "I watched you grow up, and you are also my recognized daughter-in-law. Your engagement with Ah Yu has been in place for more than half a year, and I think it's time to hold a wedding."

Chu Jiao didn't expect that this was the case. She was a little happy and shy, but she was suppressed by her pretending to be calm.

She lowered her head gentlely and replied, "Of course I followed my aunt's arrangements."

"You kid are always so sensible." Song Meiruo had a smile on her face, and she was obviously very satisfied with Chu Jiao's answer. What she liked was Chu Jiao's sensibility.

Being well-behaved but sensible is not independent, being gentle and obedient, but equally smart and responsible. Only such a woman can control Xie Yu and the Xie family well in the future.

So this is also the reason why Song Meiruo still chose Chu Jiao even though she looked down on the Chu family at all.

Song Meiruo sighed and said, "In the relationship between our two families, you are one year older than Xie Yu. If you hadn't been engaged in a engagement, he would have called you sister. He is a little too young and you should tolerate him more in your future life."

"If he did something wrong, don't make a fuss with him too ugly. After all, two people have to live slowly in this life. If you are really angry, come and tell your aunt that your aunt will be fair to you."

Chu Jiao nodded obediently, "I know."

"When you get married and get married in the future, I will feel relieved if he can be more sensible."

As soon as Song Meiruo finished speaking, God seemed to have specially arranged to slap her in the face. The door was pushed open directly, and the "boom-" sound made people difficult to ignore.

Chu Jiao looked up.

The boy stood at the door wearing a simple white shirt, with a little obvious fatigue and sleepiness on his face, and the black suit was casually placed on his arm.

The black broken hair was indescribably messy, and one of the strands even became a little curled up because it was pressed for too long.

All of this did not seem too inconsistent on that delicate face, but instead brought a bit of messy beauty.

But obviously, he did not return overnight.

Looking at his son's incompetent appearance, Song Meiruo's face was filled with an uncontrollable anger.

The only person who can make Song Meiruo angry instantly has always been Xie Yu.

Xie Yu rubbed his eyes, ignored Chu Jiao and his mother, and wanted to walk upstairs directly.

"Thank you!" Song Meiruo couldn't help but shouted his name directly.

The boy stopped his steps and looked over yawning, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Song Meiruo pointed to the sofa next to her and said in a commanding tone: "Sit down."

Usually she can dote on her son without any bottom line, but now Chu Jiao is here, and both of them are going to get married, she must also show her attitude.

Xie Yu showed a little irritability on his face, but he still sat down.

Xie Yu sat on the oblique side of Chu Jiao's left hand, so that Chu Jiao could smell the faint smell of wine coming from him.

Chu Jiao looked at him.

The white shirt was still obviously wrinkled, and the expensive blazer was thrown aside by him as garbage. He never cared about this.

Realizing that Chu Jiao was looking at her, Xie Yu didn't care, but instead looked up and smiled at her.

Of course, I smiled perfunctorily without any sincerity.

Chu Jiao avoided his eyes, and when her eyes fell on the corner of the collar of the white shirt, there was a little unconcealed stiffness and pause.

Then she lowered her eyes and stopped looking at Xie Yu, but her hand on her legs was clenched a little unconsciously.

Song Meiruo did not realize the subtle changes in the aura between the two, but began to question: "Where did you go last night?"

"Bar." Xie Yu shrugged and replied naturally.

When Song Meiruo heard these two words, he became even more angry and scolded directly: "Did your father and I educate you like this? We are so old, can you understand something and let us worry less?"

However, no matter what Song Meiruo said, Xie Yu nodded perfunctorily and used "yes" and "right".

Song Meiruo was so angry that she stood up and looked at Xie Yu, "Can you correct your attitude towards talking to me?"

Seeing that Song Meiruo was about to walk towards Xie Yu, Chu Jiao immediately stood up and stopped him, and quickly advised: "Auntie, don't be angry, he is still drunk, he didn't mean to make you angry."

But Xie Yu thought this was not big enough, so he continued casually: "I did it on purpose."

Chu Jiao cursed in her heart, but she still stood between the two and persuaded her a few more times.

Fortunately, Xie Yu was quiet this time. Even though Song Meiruo was angry, she still followed Chu Jiao's steps.

Chu Jiao walked to Xie Yu's side.

Xie Yu frowned and looked at her, "Is there anything wrong?"

Chu Jiao held his arm and said in a low voice: "You are drunk, I'll take you upstairs."

Her voice was calm, but she was a bit unstoppable and powerful.

Xie Yu first stood up passively following her power, but after reacting, he felt puzzled, "What does this have to do with you?"

Chu Jiao looked at him calmly and spoke softly.
Chapter completed!