Seeing her nervousness, Korea raised her chin and became proud, "Miss Nian Nian's mother knows that Miss Nian Nian married a successful man like my uncle. She must be so happy."

This is obviously ironic, whose parents are willing to let their daughter marry a man who can be their own father.

Even if you don’t faint even if your heart is strong, where can you be happy?

Ji Anning ignored Korea's mockery, she still looked at Char nervously, "Mr. Char, you mean you asked me to pick up my mother?"

For some reason, when Char said this, her first reaction was to worry about who he was picking up.

"Yes, anyway, your father passed away. She was alone and happened to take her here for a while. What's wrong?" Char opened his arms very calmly, thinking that he was very thoughtful.

Knowing that Char was picking up her mother in City C, Ji Anning breathed a sigh of relief.

But she was still a little annoyed, "Why are you alarming my mother?"

Char raised an eyebrow and asked, "If my daughter gets married, shouldn't the mother attend?"

She was speechless when he asked, Ji Anning's hands clenched his fists secretly, and finally thought it over.

Come on, she thinks what Char said is right. It is indeed good for her mother to go out and walk alone now. Last time she wanted to take her out, she refused. If Char can take her over, it will be there. She was worried.

Ji Anning just tried to persuade herself to calm down, and then she heard the question from the opposite Korea, "Aren't they coming, she can be a flower girl."

Ji Anning was disgusted. She looked over and didn’t obscure the corners. She vented directly, “Miss Korea, don’t think about writing your mind like that. Didn’t I tell you? My uncle already has a fiancée. Thinking about it, don't you want to be a junior?"

"Miss Niannian, how can you miss me that way?" Korea frowned and looked innocent. She said, "Don't say I didn't have anything to Mr. Ji. Even if he has any thoughts, he is still unmarried, I can't be considered a junior. It can be said to compete fairly with that woman."

Ji Anning smiled coldly, "I'm sorry, I don't agree."

Then she got up, looked at Char and said: "Mr. Char, I'm full, you can enjoy it slowly."

As she raised her foot and walked toward the restaurant door, Charl looked at her angry back with a faint smile in her eyes. When she was about to leave the restaurant, he said slowly, "The wedding dress is ready. , The designer will measure the size today, just change the size."

"I know."

Ji Anning paused for a while, responded to Char, and moved on.

She didn't know how the people Charl sent told her mother, did her mother know that her marriage partner was about to catch up with her father's age.

Ji Anning felt uneasy.

The white wedding dress, conservative style, graceful and tight-fitting, perfectly outlines her figure, making her seem much taller.

This is already an improved size, and tomorrow is the wedding date, so today I will try the wedding dress again.

She didn't have the mind to see whether the wedding dress looked good or not. Like a puppet, she let the designer play with her. All she thought was her mother, because Charr said she took her mother.

But Char did not take her to Char's house. Two days have passed. She hasn't seen her mother. Charl asked Char, and Char said she was in the hotel.