Chapter 108 Negotiation, Conditions
Nan Jiaojiao was quiet all the way.
Shen Shichu kept looking for topics to talk about, but she didn't respond even a word. Gradually, he felt bored and stopped talking.
In front of the wedding dress shop, Nan Jiaojiao got out of the car first. When Shen Shichu caught up with her and wanted to hook her waist, he felt that her pace seemed to be faster for some reason.
"Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen, we have made an appointment. The photographer will only serve you two. If you hurry up, the photo will be completed before seven o'clock. I will take Mrs. Shen upstairs to change into the wedding dress now."< br>
The store manager welcomed him out enthusiastically and glanced at the people next to him as he spoke. Soon, two cups of hot tea were served. She diligently handed Nan Jiaojiao one cup and asked, "Are you used to drinking tea?"
Nan Jiaojiao pushed lightly and blocked the store manager's hand, "No need, is there a room where we can talk conveniently?"
"Huh?" The store manager paused with a smile on his face, subconsciously to see Shen Shichu.
"Jiaojiao, it's getting late. Now you go change into your wedding dress. Let's hurry up." Shen Shichu glanced at the time, his face was gloomy, still thinking that Nan Jiaojiao dared to sneer at him in the car. And angry.
“Then why are we still filming?”
Shen Shichu was choked up by her words.
He looked around awkwardly, took two steps forward, bent down to get closer to her, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Jiaojiao, stop making trouble."
Nan Jiaojiao frowned impatiently. Eyebrow, she stared at him indifferently, without saying a word, and the coldness seemed to be condensed in her eyes.
After only one minute of looking at her, Shen Shichu couldn't resist.
He raised his hand and said, "Excuse me, help us prepare a room."
The store manager nodded in confusion, "Okay, you two come with me."
Three minutes later, Nan Jiaojiao sat on the single sofa in the dressing room, with a double sofa on her right, and Shen Shichu Subconsciously, he chose the position opposite her, with the coffee table in the middle, and looked at her from a distance.
It doesn’t look like they are here to take wedding photos, but more like they are here to negotiate. Shen Shichu originally wanted to wait for Nan Jiaojiao to speak first so that he could take the initiative, but after half a cup of tea had been sipped, Nan Jiaojiao still sat upright, as if an old monk had fallen into trance.
He became increasingly unable to calm down and took out a red invitation card from his bag.
"Jiaojiao, look at this, this is our wedding invitation. I have invited everyone from the Ye family. Look at what other friends you need to add. I will support them all."
Shen Shichu used his fingers Pressing down, I pushed the invitation forward, but it could only be pushed to the middle of the coffee table.
Nan Jiaojiao folded her arms and glanced coldly at Shen Shichu's face, which was gradually weakening.
"The wedding is cancelled."
"Jiaojiao." Shen Shichu frowned.
"Tell me a condition."
"What?" Shen Shichu stared sharply.
“You have always been perfunctory with me, in wedding photos, invitations, and weddings. You never paid attention to it. You waited coldly and violently until I took the initiative to speak. I let you go. You are wavering on the surface, but in fact you have already made a decision. If I didn’t see Lu Zhenzhen last night, how could this happen today?”
Nan Jiaojiao sarcastically said, “Shen Shichu, don’t treat people like fools.”
Shen Shichu secretly frowned. He fisted his fist and then unclenched it, the warm smile on his face could no longer be held back.
"Jiaojiao, what are you talking about? I care about you and I marry you sincerely. How could you..."
"Tell me the conditions and ask for architectural design drawings, or——"
< br>Nan Jiaojiao turned slightly sideways and leaned on the armrest of the sofa. She had stretched herself for too long and her back was a little sore. She shook her arm. When she brought it back, she held her temple with one hand and tapped her temple with her slender fingers. .”
(End of this chapter)