Not long after, a young man with yellow hair walked into the VIP room.

Jiang Yingxue was looking in the mirror. When she heard the voice, she looked over with a smile, "Brother, is my wedding dress beautiful?"

Jiang Mingyang looked at her with a smile on his face, "Of course my sister is beautiful."

"Brother, what you said is so insincere." Jiang Yingxue said coquettishly, "You mean, if I wasn't your sister, I wouldn't be beautiful?"

"Okay." Ning Wan'e said with a smile, "Mingyang, Yaoyao is here. You haven't seen her for a long time, right?"

"Jiang Yaoyao?" Jiang Mingyang raised his eyebrows, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened, "It's been a long time indeed, almost four years, right?"

As soon as Huaying left, the fitting room door on one side opened.

Jiang Yaoyao walked out wearing a tube top dress.

Mrs. Zhou has a good taste. The design of this dress is noble and elegant. The style is classic and basic, but it also highlights her temperament. With her height of 1.7 meters and her graceful and tall figure, almost everyone was stunned instantly.

"It's so beautiful!" Zhou's mother even blurted out, "At that time, Mrs. Jiang asked me to choose a dress for you. I chose it for a long time and finally settled on this one. I was a little worried about whether it was too plain, but I didn't.

Come to think of it, this person is so beautiful that he looks good in anything he wears!"

Jiang Yaoyao smiled, "Thank you, Aunt Zhou, I like it very much."

"As long as you like it, it looks very suitable to me. If you don't need to modify it, just take it back later."

"OK."

Jiang Yingxue stood nearby, almost unable to control her jealous expression.

Because she has an ugly scar on her back shoulder, she has never been able to wear backless or halter tops. Even for her wedding dress, she chose this high-neck retro wedding dress.

But if possible, who wouldn’t want to wear a beautiful breast-wrapped wedding dress to reveal a woman’s most beautiful collarbones, shoulders and neck lines?

But all because of Jiang Yaoyao, she lost this right forever.

Now seeing Jiang Yaoyao wearing this dress and being praised so highly by Mrs. Zhou, she was so jealous that she went crazy!

She could even imagine how stunning Jiang Yaoyao would be after putting on makeup at the wedding!

Mrs. Jiang's purpose was obvious. Since her second granddaughter was getting married, she naturally wanted to take advantage of Jiang Yaoyao, her eldest granddaughter, and let Jiang Yaoyao attend the wedding. She also asked Mrs. Zhou to choose a beautiful dress for her.

The only thing is for her to shine at the wedding and be seen by those young talents in the imperial capital...

no!

This kind of thing must never happen!

**

"It's indeed pretty." Ning Wan'e also praised her unwillingly.

Although she really doesn't want to admit it, Jiang Yaoyao, this damn girl, has indeed inherited Cheng Yunru's appearance. Her pair of peach blossom eyes are particularly attractive. Although the clothes she chose are quite ordinary, they still can't hide her brilliance.

Jiang Yaoyao's eyes slowly passed over everyone's faces.

When passing Jiang Mingyang, he quickly looked away, "In that case, Aunt Zhou, I'll go back first."

"So soon?" Zhou's mother was surprised, "How long have you been here? I still want to chat with you for a while."

"Sorry, I have to buy a pot of orchids for grandpa."

Since she has business to attend to, Zhou's mother can't force her to stay any longer, "Okay, I'll invite you to tea next time."

"OK."

"Yaoyao." Ning Wan'e spoke at this time, "Old Zhang just went to the company for something, so be it, Mingyang."

Jiang Mingyang had been staring at Jiang Yaoyao. When he heard this, he finally looked away and looked at his mother, "What's wrong?"

"Please drive Yaoyao off."

"Sure." Jiang Mingyang agreed immediately, "I just don't know if Yaoyao is willing to do it?"

"What you said...even though we haven't seen each other for a long time, we are all a family, Yaoyao won't refuse, right?"

"If someone is willing to be a free driver, of course I won't refuse." Jiang Yaoyao rolled her tongue, "It's just that my friend is here and she drove here."

Ning Wan'e almost couldn't control her expression, "What a coincidence?"

"Yes, it's such a coincidence." Jiang Yao smiled sweetly, "Aunt Zhou, I'm going to change clothes first."

When she walked into the fitting room again, the smile on Ning Wan'e's face gradually disappeared.

This damn girl is so defensive!

…

Wait for Jiang Yaoyao to come out after changing his clothes.

The staff also put away the gown and packed it into a big bag.

"Let Mingyang take you downstairs." Ning Wan'e said again.

Jiang Yaoyao thought to herself that she really didn't want to give up, "Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Mingyang smiled and walked over and took the bag, "Why are you so polite, sister Yaoyao? It's not troublesome."

Jiang Yaoyao felt a chill in her heart. She forced herself to smile, then turned and walked out.

But as soon as I walked out of the VIP room...

"Wait a minute." Jiang Mingyang stopped.

Jiang Yaoyao frowned and turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Mingyang wore his yellow hair with a smile on his face, "Sister Yaoyao, how long has it been since we last met?"

"Can not remember."

"Is it because I can't remember clearly, or I don't want to remember?" Jiang Mingyang took a step forward, "Why didn't you say hello to your brother in the room just now? You called me Mr. Jiang, which is too foreign. Didn't you always call me Mingyang before?

Brother’s?”

That greasy voice is simply disgusting, not to mention the smell of smoke on his body, which is pungent and unpleasant...

Jiang Yaoyao stepped back and took out his mobile phone, "My friend is urging me. He wants to reminisce about old times. Let's wait until your sister's wedding day."

After saying that, he quickly walked forward.

Jiang Mingyang quickly reached out to hold her, "Did I let you go?"

Jiang Yaoyao endured the disgust in her heart and asked him calmly, "Do you have anything else?"

"You've been bullying my mother and Xue'er a lot these days, right?" Jiang Mingyang moved closer and lowered his voice, "Isn't it that I haven't taught you a lesson for too long? Do you really think you are the eldest daughter of the Jiang family? Tighten your skin a bit.

,Don’t think I dare not hit you now..."

"Aunt Zhou!" Jiang Yaoyao suddenly looked behind him.

Jiang Mingyang's face panicked, he subconsciously let go and turned around with a smile on his face.

But found out that Mrs. Zhou was nowhere to be found?

When she came back to her senses, Jiang Yaoyao was indeed at the top of the stairs. She smiled slightly and said, "I see I scared you. It's not easy to pretend to be polite, isn't it?"

After saying that, he quickly went downstairs.

Jiang Mingyang stood there, his eyes slowly turning gloomy.

This damn girl seems to be different from before.

If it had been in the past, he would have just threatened her a few times, and she would have turned pale with fear, begging him pitifully not to bully her...

**

Jiang Yaoyao walked very fast. When he arrived outside the store, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Niaoniao's familiar red car parked on the roadside.

And Song Niaoniao quickly got out of the car and walked up to him.

"Yao Yao, where is your dress?"

Jiang Yaoyao smiled and said, "Back there."

When she saw Jiang Mingyang with yellow hair, Song Niaoniao didn't recognize him at first. She rolled her eyes and nodded, "After a few years abroad, things have changed a lot."

Jiang Yaoyao: "Pretending."

…

Jiang Mingyang came to him quickly, "Is this your friend?"

Jiang Yaoyao dressed up nicely today, but this so-called friend...

Exaggerated eye shadow, scarlet lips, and a purple wig. Even though it was winter, she wore a short skirt to show off her beautiful legs. Plus, the sweater was baggy, with colorful strands hanging down from the hem...

Just like a hen!

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Jiang Yaoyao reached out and took the bag in his hand, with an arrogant attitude, "Let's go."

The two got into the car and drove away quickly.

As for Jiang Mingyang——

He could only return in despair.
To be continued...