PFC Chapter 200: Jabe finally came back at the end of May
Chapter 200: Jabe finally came back at the end of May
Jabe finally returned at the end of May.
When she appeared in Shen Sanyuan's office, there were traces of tears on her pretty oval face, and her eyelashes were wet, twisted into small clumps by the tears.
As soon as she saw Shen Sanyuan, she hugged her and burst into tears.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying so sadly? Is this stop not going well?" Shen Sanyuan asked.
"Is it really him? Is it?" she asked excitedly.
Shen Sanyuan blinked his peach blossom eyes and nodded, "Yes. In two days, he will get married."
"Where is he now! Quick, help me arrange it! I want to see him!"
"You look like this? Aren't you afraid of scaring him?"
Shen Sanyuan pointed at the high-slit cheongsam that Jia Bei was wearing, fearing that her private parts would be exposed if she took a step.
I don’t know how she came here?
Jia Bei wiped his tears and said, "I actually forgot about it! I just saw the advertisement on the roadside and rushed over to look for you."
"Did you take a taxi?" Shen Sanyuan asked.
"Yes. Let Xiao Tang pay for it. Remember to pay it back to him later."
Jia Bei, like Shen Sanyuan, is not only a time man, but also a descendant of modern and future people.
This is also the reason why she appears here.
"Your eyes are swollen. Have you been crying all the way?"
"Nothing serious," said Jabez. "I am glad, but I can't help it."
"I knew it," Shen Sanyuan put his arm around her shoulders, "Don't worry, he's growing up well."
"I know," Jabey cried again, laughing, "I thought I would never see him again."
Shen Sanyuan sighed softly, "I... can feel it."
"How did he get here?" Jabe asked.
"It's a long story," Shen Sanyuan said, "I'll show you something and you'll understand."
As she spoke, she took out her phone and searched for Shen Qingqian's novel.
When Jia Bei saw the background introduction, he was stunned for a moment.
"You did it?"
"Not really." Shen Sanyuan said, "She dreamed about these things after she had a high fever, and then she wrote them down herself."
She paused and continued, "But some of the things in it are just approximate, and superficial. There are also some things she doesn't know."
"..." Jia Bei didn't say anything, but browsed through the pages quickly.
Shen Sanyuan sighed, "Now this thing should be watched by the higher-ups. She can't put pen to paper."
An hour later, Jabe finished reading the book.
"So, Xun'er also came here through the Immortality Stone?"
"And there's a double complex."
"Thank you, Shen San." Jia Bei's eyes were dark and bright, full of sincerity.
Shen Sanyuan was stunned. "Why are you thanking me? You don't have any feelings for me."
Upon hearing this, Jabe hit her and said, "Disgusting. Thank you for giving birth to a good daughter."
Shen Sanyuan laughed out loud and nodded repeatedly, "Since you said so, I accept your thanks."
"That's great. Back then, you brought Qi Liang back with the Immortal Stone and the Double Love Complex. Now, Qian has brought him back to find his son. You and your daughter are both blessed."
"What are you talking about!" Shen Sanyuan frowned, "I know you miss the Marquis. Don't worry, after the children are married, let them go back together to seek justice for the Marquis."
Jia Bei held back tears and shook his head, "Don't tell him. He is devoted to serving the country and is so close to the prince. If he knew..."
"..." Shen Sanyuan blinked.
Jia Bei stopped talking and asked, "Could it be that you have already?"
Shen Sanyuan nodded: "Yes. I have already said it."
Jia Bei frowned slightly and finally sighed.
"That's all. Let's take it one step at a time."
"Xun'er is a man who can distinguish between gratitude and resentment. He knows what to do." Shen Sanyuan said, "Besides, since ancient times, it is natural to repay debts. He owes the Marquis of Changning, why shouldn't he pay it back?"
"But... Qian girl is..."
Before Jia Bei finished speaking, Shen Sanyuan interrupted her.
As soon as Shen Sanyuan heard this, she knew what she was going to say next, and she didn't want to listen at all.
"We are modern people, we don't use moral blackmail, Qian girl will not side with that ungrateful thing!"
It is said that no one knows a daughter better than her mother, but does a dog owner not know the nature of a dog?
Shen Sanyuan's point of view is indeed Shen Qingqian's idea.
The day after tomorrow is the day to get married with Diwuxun.
The closer I get, the more excited I get.
These days, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep well all night.
Diwuxun comforted her every day, "Don't be nervous."
She pretended to be calm and answered him, "I'm not nervous, are you nervous?"
Well, this way of putting the blame on someone else didn't help her much.
This will soon be the day after tomorrow.
It's still day shift today.
As soon as she arrived at work at noon, she was called to her director's office.
As soon as the door was opened, her director stood up from his seat excitedly and said, "Doctor Shen, are you excited?"
Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, so her director couldn't see the twitching corners of her mouth.
She pursed her lips, relaxed the corners of her mouth, and smiled, "Thank you for your concern, Director. I'm fine."
"That's fine. I called you here to tell you, don't be nervous. This important event in life is just like your first time on the operating table. Take a deep breath, calm your mind, and go in boldly and seriously. It'll be over."
"Thank you for your guidance, Director." Shen Qingqian said again.
"You're welcome." Her director smiled and waved her hand. "Did you ask your husband for me? Is he willing to join our city calligraphy association?"
Ah... Shen Qingqian was stunned.
It's over! I really forgot!
A week ago, the wedding invitation between him and Diwuxun was taken out by Diwuxun from Xinyu's studio.
The photo on the invitation was an ancient style picture of cuddling.
This is a half-length photo taken specifically for the invitation.
A total of 200 pictures.
"Why so many?" Shen Qingqian asked.
Diwu Xun said, "There are my aunt's friends, Feng Shuang, and Pang Mi. Didn't you say that your department director will also come? What about your colleagues? Do you want to invite them all?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingqian quickly waved her hand, "No, no, the hospital is not like other places, they have to go to work. I, the director, can represent them alone."
"Okay, it's up to you."
"But, can we use so much?" Shen Qingqian pouted.
"Don't worry. Auntie has a lot of friends."
Diwu Xun said this and went to his room to get out a pen, ink and inkstone.
"When did you buy it? Do you want to write it yourself?"
"Of course," he raised his eyebrows, handsome and handsome, "How can I borrow someone else's hand to send the wedding invitation for the Shaoqing of Dali Temple and Shen Shen, the Divine Doctor?"
Shen Qingqian was amused by him, "Do you need my help?"
Diwu Xun thought for a moment and said, "Madam, if you are free, you can help me grind ink."
Yes, grinding.
Someone bought the inkstone at some unknown time.
After asking Shen Qingqian the name of her director, Diwu Xun wrote on the first invitation.
The font is vigorous and powerful, and every word is precious.
[The bride is Shen Qingqian and the groom is Diwu Xun. We are waiting for your instructions. The wedding ceremony will be held at noon on April 101, Jiachen year. We are waiting for Mr. Song Chaoren to come to No. , Changmin Lane, Huafu Avenue, Gaojiang District]