C507 An Old Friend

Yi Xiaomi had been unable to see any man these few days. She only felt that Shang Moze seemed to be very busy. Every day, he would make all kinds of calls and people would come looking for him.

Today was the day of their marriage. Yi Xiaomi was a little worried. Could it be that they would not be able to see the groom at the wedding in a while?

"Mommy, why are you still being silly? Today, you and Dad are getting married..." Ling Xichen was very speechless.

His biological mother had been sitting on the sofa in a daze ever since she got up. Was she really going to get married? It felt like a funeral...

Luckily, Yi Xiaomi did not know how to read minds. Otherwise, she would have grabbed the slippers on the floor and slammed them on Little Milk Bun's butt.

"Little Prince, pinch me. Am I dreaming?" Why did they suddenly get married?

" Ahhhhhhhhhh! Ling Xichen, you bastard, do you want to kill your own mother?!"

"Mommy, didn't you say you wanted me to pinch you?!"

"I asked you to pinch me, but I didn't ask you to twist me over. Twist me over!"

"But Mommy, look, you're already in so much pain that you're baring your teeth in pain. Your expression is savage. You must be dreaming!"

What the heck... Yi Xiaomi gritted her teeth and fiercely stared at the small person. "What did you say? What baring your teeth in pain, what hideous expression!"

"Young Mistress, this was given to you by Young Master." Mrs Zhang suddenly walked over with a happy expression on her face.

Looking at the bag, Yi Xiaomi lazily stretched out her hand. "Mrs Zhang, where did Shang Moze die to? Did he forget that he and I are getting married today?"

"Young Mistress, how could that be? Young Master went out early this morning and it is still early. It is only 6: 30, don't worry."

"I am not worried. There are people waiting for me..."

"Mommy, you're going to marry soon. Why are you still thinking about the flowers and plants outside?"

"Ling Xichen, whose son are you?" He was helping an outsider.

"Mommy, I am your son, but I am also your father's son," Ling Xichen said as he took the bag from the woman.

"Wah!"

Yi Xiaomi turned her head and looked at the small person in disgust. "What is it? It is so ignorant. Wah what?"

Ling Xichen threw the bag to the side. He held a stack of bags in his hands and the corner of his mouth curled up. "big idiot, father is really willing to part with you."

"It's just a piece of clothing. Why would he be willing to part with it?" Yi Xiaomi looked at the things in the little person's hands and shook her head.

But in the next second, the corner of Yi Xiaomi's mouth stiffened, lying... What the heck...

"Mommy, I already said that I'm very willing!" As he spoke, Little Milk Bun was very excited. His hand slowly unfolded and a beautiful wedding dress appeared in front of the woman.

"Mommy, look. You earn more. You married a rich man. In the future, Little Prince Xichen won't be afraid of eating you until you're poor anymore."

Yi Xiaomi:... "

However, this wedding dress was really beautifully designed. It was as white as snow, thin as a cicada's wing, and had clear veins. It was inlaid with lace.

The most important thing was not this, but the pearls on it, the black pearls.

Yi Xiaomi had also learned a lot from Yung Yuebai. The pearls on this wedding dress should be extremely precious natural pearls...

There were five criteria for the quality of the pearls. They were size, shape, color, skin color and purity. The pearls embedded on the wedding dress had a natural black tone with all kinds of colors. It was very beautiful.

"Mommy, tell me, how much is this wedding dress worth?" Tsk tsk tsk, his father was really generous. Ling Xichen caressed the wedding dress.

The black pearls were decorated with beautiful patterns, plus a ruby, the color was bright and bright, the one-shoulder design was sexy, and the skirt was in the shape of a large wave.

"Ling Xichen, don't think about this wedding dress. This dress is mine!" Slapping Little Milk Bun's butt hard, Yi Xiaomi grabbed the dress and hugged it.

This damn brat, could it be that he wants to take the pearl gemstone off this dress?

Just as she was thinking about this, the doorbell suddenly rang. Yi Xiaomi looked at the door and said, "Go and open the door."

"Mommy, how can my legs be faster than your long legs..."

"Are you going or not?"

Hearing these threatening words, Ling Xichen twitched his mouth. He knew that he was going to make big idiot go. "Mommy, if you don't pay me, I won't go."

"Here, take it." Yi Xiaomi took out a note from her pocket and handed it to Ling Xichen.

Ling Xichen looked at the wrinkled fifty cents and the corner of his mouth twitched. "big idiot, you are too petty. Your son is only worth fifty cents."

"If you continue to talk nonsense, I will chop you up. Hurry up and go."

Hmph, fifty cents is fifty cents. It was better than nothing. Ling Xichen reached out his little hand, put the money into his pocket, and ran towards the door eagerly.

Is dad back?

However, the one standing outside was not the tall and handsome Young Master Shang, but a tall and straight woman with a cold and elegant face.

Er... This... Could it be that his father was raising Mo outside? Ling Xichen was very unhappy in his heart. Why did he take away a white lotus flower, another black-hearted woman, and now another one...

"Hello, is Yi Xiaomi here? I am looking for her."

"Ling Xichen, who is it?"

... "Mommy, she is looking for you. I don't know her."

When Yi Xiaomi heard that it was for her, she held an apple in her hand. She chewed on it as she walked towards the door.

Wow, this pretty lady... Yi Xiaomi's eyes began to shine...

"Mommy, don't you know to pay attention to your image?" Ling Xichen rubbed his forehead. He actually took an apple and ate it before coming out.

"What image do you want? I don't care!" Lowering her voice, the corner of Yi Xiaomi's mouth curled up. Her beautiful green eyes showed a beautiful shape. "Hello, I am Yi Xiaomi. What do you want from me?"

"Do you still remember me?" There was no expression on the beautiful woman's face. Her long black hair hung loosely on her shoulders.

Uh, this, could it be that she was her former friend?

Yi Xiaomi shook her head. "That, I'm sorry. Four years ago, something happened to me. I don't remember anything from the past."

"My name is Xia Yan. I am your former art teacher."

Xia Yan... When she read these two words, a trace of shock flashed across Yi Xiaomi's eyes, "You... You are... Xia Yan..."

This name, in the painting industry, was known by everyone. It was almost a myth. A genius girl with missing emotions had created one myth after another in the painting industry...

At the age of twelve, she became famous for her Smoke Stub. At the age of eighteen, she suddenly quit the painting world for some reason.

In Xia Yan's painting, there was a calmness that surpassed reality. The colors were gorgeous and bold, making people feel happy and romantic. They only felt that it hit the deepest part of their soul.

It was very hard to imagine that a girl with missing emotions could draw such a rich painting of emotions.