imperfect wedding

That's right, she is covered with famous brands all over her body now, and none of them belong to her. Since she has accepted all of these, then why can't she accept the 800 million in this card.

Doesn't this mean you still want to buy a good boy?

"You're right, everything about me now belongs to Ji Chen." Su Yi'an nodded in agreement.

Song Qiqi calmed down, she was afraid that Su Yi'an would end up with nothing but money.

Su Yi'an held her hand: "So I can't ask for anything."

"what?!"

Song Qiqi said that she did not mean that at all.

"I'm going to change now."

My God, the fool!

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Song Qiqi broke down.

"I know what you mean, but I can't enjoy all this with peace of mind, do you understand?" Su Yi'an looked at Song Qiqi and said, "If I don't have amnesia, then I can accept my husband's wealth, but I have already lost my memory , I’m like a thief now occupying other people’s feelings and money. I know these things are nothing to Ji Chen, but I can’t accept all of this.”

Song Qiqi understood what she meant, and said for a while, "Forget it, forget it, just do as you please."

She began to think, whether it was Su Yi'an's strange brain circuit that attracted the rich, after all, treating money like dung is the quality that a heroine should have.

Did she know him when she slipped and fell into Ji Chen's arms during her internship?

What kind of Xiaoyan setting is this.

Su Yi'an didn't know what was going on in her mind, but she just instinctively didn't want to rely on Ji Chen, the gap between them was already so huge, she didn't want to lose her head in front of Ji Chen.

She suddenly thought of a poem:

If I love you/Never like a climbing lily flower/Bring your tall branches to show off
Su Yi'an's face turned red, whether she loves it or not, is it a little early to think about it now?She hasn't recovered her memory yet, and now her feelings for Ji Chen are very confused.

The two of them lie together like husband and wife, but she is still very strange to Ji Chen.

She patted her head, why did she lose her memory so thoroughly?
She really didn't know what emotion to face her husband with.

"Wait." Song Qiqi suddenly stopped Su Yian.

"what happened?"

"Do you think..." Song Qiqi looked around suspiciously.

"Why do I feel like someone is watching me?"

Su Yi'an also followed to look back, there were students coming and going all around, it was really nothing special.

"Have it?"

"Yes, yes, I am very sensitive to people's eyes, I feel that someone has been following us." Song Qiqi said firmly.

"I've had this feeling since I met you in the morning, strange, what's going on?"

Su Yi'an was still patrolling around, Song Qiqi held her down nervously: "Don't look back, in case someone notices."

"Morning? Morning..." Su Yi'an muttered to herself, and suddenly she thought of something.

Hmm... probably my bodyguard.

"Ahahaha, someone must have looked at you more because of your good looks." Su Yi'an said guiltily.

"Really?" Song Qiqi touched her face, then glanced at Su Yi'an, and was silent for a while: "I'm following you!"

"Ah..." She felt so accurate?
"Isn't there someone who secretly followed you before, who confessed loudly behind you and then hid?"

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

"That person still commented on your hairstyle and clothes every day, and seemed to have your class schedule, followed you every day, and sent text messages to harass you."

Su Yi'an has black lines on his face, what kind of pervert is this?
"At that time, I had to ask Brother Shen next door and the class monitor to help me catch this stalker." Song Qiqi said seriously, "You just attracted the favor of this kind of pervert."

"What you said is really scary." Su Yi'an rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, "Stop talking about that."

"Let me just say, your face is so coveted."

"Let's go, let's stop talking nonsense."

Su Yi'an was still a little nervous when she asked Song Qiqi to speak, although the people following her must be members of Ji Chen's faction, she still quickened her pace back to the dormitory.

"Oh, don't draw a line with Ji Chen so deliberately, what clothes do you want to change?" Song Qiqi didn't want to go back to the dormitory.

I don't know if that Zou Lin is still crazy, she doesn't want to disturb the mentally ill.

"If I don't change clothes, I have to go back to the dormitory to pack up my things. I have to take everything back today."

"Yeah, Ji Chen won't let you live in the dormitory." Song Qiqi stuck out her tongue, "He's quite strict."

If it was the one that had to go home at [-]:[-] pm, well, she admitted that Ji Chen's management was indeed quite strict, and even middle school students' access control would not be so early.

"So, we still have to go back to the dormitory."

"Hey, then I didn't make your bed for nothing, why should I waste my good time drying the quilt for you?"

Song Qiqi went back to school yesterday.

"I know you've worked hard, I'll treat you to dinner later."

"Go now!" Song Qiqi took Su Yi'an's hand, "You also have to consider Zou Lin's mood, how long has it been, let him calm down."

Su Yi'an hesitated for a while and felt that Song Qiqi's words made sense, going back now was like seeing someone laugh at him.

It was noon now, and Song Qiqi didn't want to eat in the school cafeteria, so Su Yi'an and Song Qiqi took advantage of the opportunity to go to the commercial street.

Haicheng University is located in a university town, surrounded by many colleges and universities, which naturally gave birth to a commercial street with college students as the main body.

The commercial street has always been very bustling, with everything to eat, drink and have fun, even if you are as picky as Song Qiqi, you can find a few snacks that taste like her here.

Song Qiqi was not a picky person before, and she didn't have any taboos. She was very easy to support since she was a child. Since she came to Haicheng to go to university, her taste has changed drastically.All of a sudden, he changed from an omnivorous party to an exquisite gourmet, and when he commented on the dishes, he was very thorough.According to her, canteen food is absolutely not allowed to be eaten, and eating too much street food can also affect the taste buds.

"Let me tell you, I discovered this restaurant recently. You know I never eat small shops on the street, but the soup here is really unique." Song Qiqi praised the rice noodles with a thumbs up shop.

Su Yi'an saw that the store's appearance wasn't too surprising, and she felt a little bit of anticipation when she heard what Song Qiqi said, she knew how picky the other party was.

"I recommend this rice noodle in sour soup. This one is boiled with crucian carp. The soup is milky white and tastes sweet and fragrant. The taste... tsk tsk tsk." Song Qiqi pointed to the detailed introduction of the menu, and the characteristics of various dishes are easy to grasp. Familiar is like opening a store by oneself.

Su Yi'an was moved by her rhetoric, so she ordered this sour soup rice noodle just like her.

"By the way, you can register as a 'player' first, and you can get a discount for doing tasks." Song Qiqi suddenly took Su Yi'an's phone and started to operate.

"What next?"

"An APP, there are a lot of interesting things on it, and there are many discounts on this app when you eat in this restaurant."

"The little girl knows a lot." An old lady stood aside and waited for them to order. Hearing her comment, she said with a smile on her wrinkled face: "You praise my shop so much, I have to give you a gift." Something."

"No need." Song Qiqi quickly refused, "What I said is the truth, your food is indeed delicious."

"You admire my signature rice noodles so much, I have to give you two bottles of drinks." The old lady probably came to order customers when she was free, and she shouted to the kitchen: "Ah Xiang, take two bottles Come out with an iced Coke."

"Hey, here we come!"

This old lady is the old lady Du who often patronizes Comrade Chen Yuxiao, a police officer. This store is "Du's Granny Rice Noodle Shop". Song Qiqi was transported there last time in her tricycle. century famous.

Recently, Comrade Chen Yuxiao was fined to write a self-criticism, and she didn't have time to help her family's "boss" down the tree. Mrs. Du was a little disappointed.

Two bottles of iced Coke were opened and placed in front of Su Yian and Song Qiqi. Song Qiqi was still talking about gourmet experience: "Grandma, your soup is no worse than the one in Qianyuan!"

"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough!" Su Yian almost spit out a mouthful of Coke from his nose when he heard Song Qiqi's brazen speech.

Qianyuan is a famous private kitchen in Haichengding. I heard that the chef’s ancestor was an imperial chef. In the new era, they have also caught up with the international trend and were awarded three-star Michelin. It is one of the top official dishes in China. The cuisines are on par, and they are all well-known internationally.

"Be careful when you drink water." Song Qiqi helped Su Yi'an pull some toilet paper.

"Oh, that can't be compared." Mrs. Du still has some experience, she has heard of Qianyuan, and she repeatedly said that her own skills are not as good as Qianyuan.

"You are being modest. Maybe others can't catch up with you, but your soup has the taste of Qianyuan." As an instant gourmet, if you can't do anything else, bragging is not a problem.

Su Yi'an coughed so hard that she couldn't catch her breath, but she couldn't stop Song Qiqi's rhetoric.

She thought in her heart: Pull it down quickly and return the front garden. I don't think you can even enter the back yard.

Not everyone is welcome to Qianyuan. Even if you have a lot of money, the boss may not open the door for you. It's just so capricious.

The diners next to him heard Song Qiqi's big words, and smiled and said, "Children don't know how to speak, have you ever been to the front garden?"

"Of course I have." Song Qiqi glanced at him.

The speaker had a big beard and looked scruffy. A man in a hat sat across from him, and he had been eating without talking.

"Hahahaha, then you can still come here to eat rice noodles?" The man smiled strangely.

The diner on the other side said: "But don't tell me, the rice noodle soup here is really delicious. I don't remember the taste like this before, old lady."

Mrs. Du smoothed things over with a smile, "A young man came to the store a few days ago, and he wrote me a few recipes. The current soup is improved based on those recipes."

"Could it be that some God of Cooking has appeared on the stage?" The people with good deeds followed suit.

"Didn't the little girl say that? This soup smells like the front garden, maybe it's the 'Royal Chef' from the front garden." The bearded man winked at Song Qiqi, "Drink the soup quickly. But the smell of the front garden."

Song Qiqi raised her eyebrows when she heard him tease her, and was about to open fire with him immediately.

Su Yi'an knew her temper. Seeing her behavior like this, she knew that she was going to get angry, so she quickly reached out and patted the back of her hand, "The rice noodles are here, the rice noodles are here, let's eat first."

While tugging, the diamond watch on Su Yi'an's wrist was extremely conspicuous by the sunlight penetrating through the window.