Old Man Zheng stared at Lan Yifeng with his small eyes through ancient glasses. She was a little uneasy, lowered her head and said nothing.

Did he recognize something?

Back then, when he was teaching their class, he got along well with her. He also said that he had a grandson who was also in the school and wanted to introduce them to her and make her his grandson's wife. At that time, she was secretly in love with Huo Qingcang.

Of course he refused.

Five years is not a long time, not a short time. If you are an ordinary person with shallow friendship, you may really forget it. But what is he like?

The old man's lips moved, and all her nerves became tense.

Finally, the old man spoke again: "Little bastard, the wife you found is not good! When she walked in, she didn't say hello to me, nor did she call me grandpa."

The old man's tone was full of displeasure, but Lan Yifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Little brat, hey, this old man is probably the only one who dares to call Huo Qingcang that.

"Yifeng, salute grandpa!"

Huo Qingcang obviously respects his grandfather. People call him little brat, but he is not angry at all and even orders Lan Yifeng to salute.

She seemed to be saying that they were not married yet, so there was no need to give a grand ceremony now. However, she was afraid that the old man would remember who she was by pestering her like this in the afternoon, so she had to lower her head and salute the old man, and deliberately called out in a soft voice.

Say: "Hello, grandpa."

"Huh!" The old man didn't appreciate it and waved his hand: "Go away! Go away!"

"Grandpa, please take care of yourself. We're leaving first." Huo Qingcang said in a rare polite manner, holding up the heavy wedding dress and leaving with Lan Yifeng.

The old man stood at the window, looking at the retreating figure with his brows furrowed.

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I always thought that Huo Qingcang was very steady in what he did, but now I realized that he was still very impatient. Lan Yifeng looked up at the photographer in front of him. He had just taken the wedding dress and came to take wedding photos. Today, the man named Huo

Do you want to get everything done?

However, this photographer with pigtails looked a bit familiar. She thought for a moment and couldn't help but stare at him with wide eyes. If she remembered correctly, he should be Ben, the most famous wedding photographer in the world, right?

That should be right. In the past, many sisters at Somnus liked to read wedding magazines, especially his works.

I heard that he loves to act like a celebrity and has a weird temper. However, celebrities always have a little overestimation of themselves, and they all know that.

But now if her sisters see how he fawns over Huo Qingcang, they will definitely be shocked.

Huo Qingcang sat on the sofa like an uncle, and Ben knelt down in front of him, holding up a tablet in his hand, and introduced with a smile: "Mr. Huo, if you want to shoot outdoor scenes, I recommend going to the Maldives. It's really beautiful there."

beautiful."

"Vulgar!"

Huo Qingcang rejected his suggestion with a cold word. He immediately turned over a few more pages, then pointed at one of the pictures and said, "How about Australia? Now is also the most beautiful season."

"Don't you have any better suggestions?"

There was a hint of impatience and deep contempt in Huo Qingcang's voice. Ben's face changed slightly. He flipped through the gallery on the tablet anxiously, wanting to put his finger down, and finally turned over the page again, as if

He was very afraid that Huo Qingcang would deny him again, so he wanted to find it carefully.

"That's it!" Huo Qingcang also stared at his gallery and suddenly pointed at a certain picture.

"Um..." Ben hesitated, looked up at Lan Yifeng who was standing not far away, and then asked Huo Qingcang: "Isn't it a bit too cold to wear a wedding dress?"

Hey, Antarctica, although a bunch of penguins standing in the white snow is very beautiful, but taking wedding photos in this place is a bit too different.

"That's it."

A certain man made a decision, and no one could refute it, and no one dared to refute it.

"Is it okay next week? Is Mr. Huo free?"

"Next month, I will take time to tell you."

Others set the shooting time based on Ben's time, but when it comes to Huo Qingcang, everyone has to follow his pace.

Ben nodded without any objection and agreed.

"I'll leave the wedding dress with you first. You can call me as soon as Jone arrives tomorrow."

"Yeah, I understand." Ben nodded respectfully.

Huo Qingcang stood up and walked toward the door. When he passed Lan Yifeng, he took her hand, and Ben followed them and led them to the door.

It wasn't until he got into the car that he really had nothing to say, so Lan Yifeng randomly found a topic and asked, "Aren't you going to take pictures today?"

Huo Qingcang glanced at her sideways: "Are you in a hurry?"

Lan Yifeng waved his hand, "No hurry, no hurry!"

His already ugly face seemed to be a little darker.

After a long time, he slowly said: "I just came here today to see how Ben is preparing."

The most famous international photographer, Liang Beixi, also went to the venue to check it no less than ten times, but in the end he still wanted to confirm it in person, so he found an excuse to send a wedding dress.

Fortunately, he came today and changed the location of the bullshit Maldives to Antarctica.

The car drove very fast at first, but when it entered the community, the speed slowly slowed down.

Still a little far away, Lan Yifeng saw a familiar rickety back.

Her eyes widened in fear, causing Huo Qingcang to stop the car immediately.

Huo Qingcang slowed down the car, but didn't listen. He asked casually: "What's the matter?"

"I...I..." She was confused for a moment and couldn't find any excuse, so she casually said, "I'm going to buy sanitary napkins."

Huo Qingcang stopped the car suddenly, opened the door and ran towards the back.

Seeing her running so fast, he thought she was really in a hurry to use that thing. Anyway, she had already returned to the community and was dozens of meters away from home, so he drove back and ignored her.

Lan Yifeng ran for a long time, turned into a pavilion, and saw his car leaving for a meeting. She saw him walking out of the car and returning to his own villa. She felt a little relieved and shifted her focus to the nearby place.

On Wang Zhigui, who was not far from her door.

He poked his head around, looking at this house and that house, and he must have determined that she lived in this villa area, but he didn't know which building she lived in.
Chapter completed!