Chapter 984
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Zhao Xinhui's tone carried some displeasure.
Zhao Ping 'er pouted. "Auntie, look. Do you think my wedding dress looks good?"
Zhao Ping 'er originally thought that Zhao Xinhui should have seen the wedding dress she was wearing as soon as she came out. Why didn't she see it?
There was a gap between expectations and reality, and there was a kind of gap.
Zhao Xinhui frowned and stared at Zhao Ping 'er for a moment.
This bright red suit was well-tailored and the style was very beautiful. Ordinary girls wouldn't wear such beautiful clothes when they got married.
Zhao Xinhui frowned and didn't say anything.
At this moment, Zhao Jinger also came out of the house and saw Zhao Ping 'er's wedding dress.
This bright red dress was a little dazzling. Zhao Jinger thought about her marriage … Zheng Qian still hadn't given her any news. She didn't know if he still remembered this marriage with her.
Logically speaking, since Zhao Yun 'er had rejected Zheng Qian, Zheng Qian should have placed his attention on her. Why hadn't he given her any news yet?
It was originally a good marriage, so Zhao Jinger didn't want to blow it up like this.
Now, she could only wait for Zheng Qian's news. Once he thought it through, he would marry her.
Therefore, Zhao Jinger's depressed mood became even worse when she saw Zhao Ping 'er's wedding dress.
Zhao Ping 'er wasn't letting her look. She was deliberately provoking her, wasn't she?
Zhao Ping 'er strolled up to Zhao Jinger, took Zhao Jinger's hand, shook it, and then asked shyly, "Sister Jing' er, do you think I look good in it?"
The corner of Zhao Jinger's mouth twitched. She wanted to pull out a smile, but she realized that she couldn't.
In the end, she looked like she wanted to cry and laugh. It was especially ugly.
"It looks good …" Zhao Jinger said. In the end, she didn't want to hurt Zhao Ping 'er too much.
Zhao Ping 'er's clothes were indeed beautiful. It was just that Zhao Ping' er didn't look good.
Zhao Pinger smiled at Zhao Jinger's words. "Hehe, Little Sister Jing 'er, thank you. I think it's pretty too!"
"Mm …" Zhao Jinger responded, but the corners of her mouth kept twitching.
On the surface, she flattered Zhao Ping 'er, but in her heart, she hated Zhao Ping' er to death.
This slut … how could she be so lucky!
Such a beautiful wedding dress should not be worn by Zhao Ping 'er. It should be worn by her.
Unfortunately, when she got married, her parents would definitely not be willing to spend so much money on her wedding dress!
After getting a sense of vanity from Zhao Jinger, Zhao Pinger continued to ask Zhao Xinhui. "Auntie, you haven't said anything yet. Look at my clothes, do they look good on me?"
Zhao Xinhui rolled her eyes and said to Zhao Ping 'er, "Zhao Ping' er, do you want me to tell you the truth or a lie?"
Zhao Ping 'er said, "Of course the truth!"
"Heh, then I'll be direct. Zhao Ping 'er, your clothes are really ugly. No, it should be that the clothes are beautiful, but you are ugly! It's such a waste for you to wear such beautiful clothes!
Look at your swollen, fat, and ugly face. Anyone who sees it will feel disgusted, right?
But fortunately, when you get married, you have a red veil to cover your ugly face. Otherwise, it would really scare people.
It's just that the poor Qin Yuan has to lift your red veil!
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