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Chapter 250 Preparing for Marriage

The woman replied respectfully, "It's all ready. Thanks to Mr. Tang for buying me some time."

Tang Shuya's fingertips tapped lightly on his knees, all his emotions hidden behind his glasses.

"Okay, well done."

After the woman finished her report, she quietly left.

Tang Shuya took out another mobile phone and tapped it. A small dot flashed on the screen, which was Hu Nanzhen's location.

This time, he had a hunch that he would be able to find Ling Ru soon.

……

A few days later, Hu Nanzhen boarded her family's merchant ship.

Ever since she last met Tang Shuya, she has been in fear and trembling every day. She even sent bodyguards to patrol for several days a day. She would not dare to leave for Ling Zhen's wedding until she saw something happening for several days in a row.

Tang Shuya would never have thought that she and Ling Ru would use such a primitive way of communicating with each other.

write a letter.

The letter invited Hu Nanzhen to attend Ling Zhen and Han Su's wedding.

This is indeed something unexpected yet expected.

Hu Nanzhen's mind flashed back to the days she spent with Han Su. She felt mixed emotions and some regrets, but everything was the best arrangement.

After about a day and a night of travel, Hu Nanzhen arrived at the small town where Ling Zhen was.

According to the address, Hu Nanzhen came to Ling Zhen's house, took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"coming."

It was Ling Ru's voice.

Hu Nanzhen was a little nervous. It would not be an exaggeration to say that at this moment she felt as excited and nervous as if she were meeting a lover she hadn't seen for a long time.

"Nanzhen!" As soon as Ling Zhen opened the door, he saw Hu Nanzhen.

Hu Nanzhen opened her arms, walked quickly forward, and hugged Ling Zhen tightly: "Ling Zhen, I finally see you. I missed you so much!"

Ling Zhen also hugged Hu Nanzhen, smiling with eyes curved: "Nanzhen, it's been a long time."

Hu Nanzhen let go of Ling Zhen, unable to conceal the excitement on her face, and looked at Ling Zhen carefully.

She cut her hair short, to shoulder length, with the ends sticking out a little unruly, but it looked very playful.

People often think that long hair makes the face look smaller, but this is not true. Some people are born with short hair, and the right short hair can actually highlight the delicate facial features.

Ling Zhen is such a person.

Now there is a faint brilliance in her eyes, and she looks more lively. Without the gloom of the past, she appears particularly lively and fresh.

Hu Nanzhen seemed to see Ling Zhen in high school.

Full of energy and vitality.

She smiled happily, her eyes moistened unconsciously, "It's great to see you like this..."

As he spoke he began to choke up.

Ling Zhen was a little at a loss. When did Hu Nanzhen become so easily moved to tears?

He quickly took a tissue to wipe her tears.

She pursed her lips slightly, and her eyes were also red.

The two held hands and chatted on the sofa for a while. Hu Nanzhen looked around and asked, "Where's the groom-to-be?"

When Ling Zhen mentioned Han Su, her face turned red. "He went to the beach to prepare for the wedding."

A lot of things happened between her and Han Su in the past six months. Even if she was slow-witted, she knew that Han Su liked her.

When Han Su finally plucked up the courage to confess his feelings to her, she agreed without much hesitation.

Ling Zhen’s wedding was held at the beach. It was not large in scale, similar to a bonfire buffet.

With the beautiful scenery of sea and sky as the background, the starry sky as the witness, and the gurgling sea waves as the background music, the theme is warm and romantic.

When Hu Nanzhen heard this, she praised it repeatedly. She knew Han Su's ability to do things and believed that this wedding would be happy and perfect.

Suddenly, she remembered her previous meeting with Tang Shuya.

After hesitating for a few moments, he decided not to tell Ling Yuan.

Ling Zhen is already preparing to marry Han Su. It's rare for her to come out and start and accept a new relationship. It's better not to affect her mood.

So as to avoid unnecessary branches.

Ling Zhen originally wanted to keep Hu Nanzhen at home for dinner, but Hu Nanzhen said she wanted to go back to the hotel to rest first and come to help early tomorrow morning.

Ling Zhen thought it was a good idea and decided not to try to keep her.

In the evening, Han Su came back, and when he entered the room, he was enveloped in the heat from outside.

He was tall and strong, with a tanned face, deep and bright eyes, and tightly pursed lips, looking solemn and reserved.

He was different from the pampered young masters. His wheat-colored skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat because he had just come back from outside.

He had a handkerchief hanging around his neck and was casually wiping the sweat off his face. His whole body exuded a tension of overflowing hormones.

Every time you move your hands, the muscles in your arms tense up.

"You're back."

As soon as Ling Zhen saw Han Su, he wanted to hug him.

Han Su leaned back slightly to avoid Ling Yuan's approach.

Ling Zhen pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong? You won't let me hug you now?"

Han Su wiped the sweat off his body and said innocently, "No, I'm sweating all over. I'm afraid I smell."

"I do not mind."

After saying that, Ling Zhen wanted to hug him again.

Han Su rubbed her hair and patiently coaxed her, "Can you hold me after I take a shower?"

He's just a bad guy. He doesn't take good care of his appearance and doesn't like to wear perfume or anything like that.

When I was following Tang Shuya before, I did use hairspray, but later I found it troublesome, so I just cut my hair short.

He didn't want Ling Zhen to have any bad impression of him.

He has always been cautious in treating this hard-earned relationship.

Ling Zhen replied somewhat disappointedly: "Okay."

Han Su always had some strange persistence. Although Ling Zhen didn't understand it, she respected it.

After Han Su finished showering, he saw Ling Ru curled up on the sofa, organizing the wedding procedures. He bent down and smelled himself, and his nose was filled with the scent of refreshing shower gel. Only then did he feel at ease and walked over and hugged her from behind.

"People say that the bride and groom can't see each other before the wedding, otherwise it will be unlucky. Aren't you afraid?"

Ling Zhen glanced at him sideways and said nonchalantly, "What am I afraid of? I don't believe in these things. Besides, this isn't China, there aren't these rules."

As if she suddenly remembered something, she relaxed and leaned back against Han Su's broad chest, turning her head slightly to look at him, "Oh, I see. You also want to have a bachelor party, drink and party with a bunch of buddies, to commemorate your lost freedom."

Han Su immediately shook his head in panic when he heard this, and said seriously: "No. I long to lose my freedom, so I won't hold any parties."

Ling Yuan unconsciously raised an eyebrow, gently scratched his tall nose with his finger, and jokingly said, "I find that you have learned to be smooth-talking now."

Han Su rested his chin on Ling Yuan's shoulder, his tone revealing a slight sense of grievance. "This is what I really say. I'm not trying to make you happy."

Yes, when you really like someone, sweet words will naturally come out and flow out of your mind.

I can't wait to show my heart to my lover.

Why bother to think about it?

If Ling Zhen knew what was going to happen on the wedding day, would she regret meeting Han Su today?