Chapter 652: The only woman I will marry is you

"which neckline design do you prefer? Slanted shoulders, one-sided neckline? suspenders, strapless Bra, round neckline? " The designer continued to ask.

Zhao Siqing could not help but look at Huo Jingchen beside her and said softly, "I haven't thought about it yet. Why don't you let me go back and think about it? "

Huo Jingchen looked up at her and said slowly, "think about it now, there's no rush. "

"I still have a client in the afternoon, " Zhao Siqing said softly.

"I asked your secretary, and she said that you don't have a client in the afternoon. "

Zhao Siqing:"...". ...

Xiao Mi defected so quickly, okay She sold her just like that?

His eyes were dark, as if he knew what she was thinking. He just wanted to pretend that he didn't know.

Zhao Siqing retracted her gaze and braced herself to continue communicating with the designer.

After a full two hours, Zhao Siqing felt that she was probably asking for an exceptionally complicated and luxurious wedding dress. She had heard that the beads and diamonds on those high-end custom-made wedding dresses all had to be sewn by hand.

So.. The wedding dress that she wanted probably wouldn't take too short a time.

"Okay, I will send the design blueprint to Mr. Huo and you to confirm it later. If there are no problems, we will start the production, " the designer said gently.

"I want to ask how long it will take to produce it? " Zhao Siqing asked softly.

"Mr. Huo has contacted the other two design teams to help. We will need about six months to work together, " the designer said gently.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but ask softly, "can't we slow down a little? "

The designer was stunned for a few seconds. "What? "

Huo Jingchen looked over. Zhao Siqing felt her scalp go numb. She said softly, "it's nothing. It's just that it's been hard on you guys. "

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It was not until she left the hotel and got into the car that Zhao Siqing heaved a sigh of relief. She was a little afraid to look Huo Jingchen in the eye.

"I'll bring you to meet the floral designer tomorrow and pick out the venue, " Huo Jingchen said in a deep voice. It was obvious that he had already arranged everything.

Zhao Siqing could not help but turn to look at him and ask softly, "have you been busy with these things recently? "

Huo Jingchen looked at her without saying a word.

Zhao Siqing was a little conflicted and said softly, "Huo Jingchen, aren't we... a little too rushed? Have you really thought it through... "

Huo Jingchen looked straight at her and said in a deep voice, "the only woman I will marry in my life is you. "

The determination in his eyes made Zhao Siqing a little absent-minded.

Ever since she was kidnapped by Gu Anhui's men, he had thought that he would marry her soon after she was safe and sound. He did not want to wait any longer. The uncountable unknown and the intermittent surfacing of his past life made him particularly flustered and uneasy.

The world was unpredictable. He was afraid that one day he would never be able to catch her again.

Seeing the stubbornness in his eyes clearly, Zhao Siqing sighed softly. For a moment, she had mixed feelings.

After Zhao Siqing returned to the studio, she absentmindedly busied herself for a while.

Not long after, Zhao Siqing sent Huo Jingchen a text message: "tomorrow is NA LAN's birthday. I'll go to her house tonight. Don't wait:-d. "

Huo Jingchen looked at his phone and threw it on the desk in frustration.

Zhao Siqing did not wait until she got off work. She ran out to have dinner with Nalan Yanran and then went to Nalan Yanran's place.

In the evening, Nalan Yanran came out of the shower and saw Zhao Siqing lying on the bed sighing.

"Baby, you don't know how to sigh and think that Huo Jingchen is dead, " Nalan Yanran couldn't help but say.

Zhao Siqing:"...". ...

"Do you think I should agree to it? " Zhao Siqing turned to look at her and asked.

"No, men are all pigs' feet. Being gay is the true love of the world, " Nalan Yanran said as she sat in front of the makeup mirror and wiped her face.

Zhao Siqing:"...". ...