My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

0Ma Qidun grinned and rubbed his round belly as he laughed, "Ron, you can't be so. Although the Constantine Family has decayed a little, they still have quite a lot of good wine."    

    

"This... This is the wine that I plan to keep. In a few years, before I die, I will drink it! " Old man Ron cried.    

    

Soren answered stiffly, "If you're going to die, then be more straightforward. Don't spoil the wine."    

    

"One-Eyed Red-furred Bird!" This is not your wine, you have to pay for it even with this fatty! " Ron shouted without any dignity.    

    

But how could these two pay back their money? One looked into the distance, while the other simply scratched his ears as if he hadn't heard them.    

    

Yang Chen looked at the old man pitifully. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, let's just treat these two bottles as drinking today. I remember that I have a few bottles of the 1811 White Wine of Eagerly Wine. You helped me manage the supplies, so you'll know where to put them."    

    

Ron said with a face of gratitude, "Sir Pluto is still the most considerate one, but... That wine doesn't suit my taste. Can I exchange it for the other two Medusas from the Roman Conti? "    

    

"Old fox!" You did it on purpose! Medusa has pulled one of them against the two black pearls! " Ma Qidun scolded.    

    

Yang Chen also felt helpless, these guys were just like before.    

    

However, he didn't have a preference for good wine, so he generously promised it to Ron.    

    

Soon after, following everyone's seats, Isabella, the chubby cook, brought out the rich Mediterranean Sea and seafood cooking he cooked. As a helper, Brewster obediently poured wine for everyone.    

    

During the meal, the few of them chatted with Yang Chen in English so that they wouldn't neglect Lin Ruoxi and the others.    

    

However, they always heard some fighter models, nuclear warheads, nuclear submarines and the like. They always felt a little creeped out.    

    

Halfway through eating, Isabella slapped the table and said, "You old guys, why are you discussing about the war between Miss Lin and Madam? Tomorrow is Sir Pluto's big wedding, can't you say something interesting?"    

    

Towards her father and maternal grandfather, this fat girl had no intention of being polite at all.    

    

Brewster, who was at the side, clapped. "I agree with what my dear friend said."    

    

Ma Qidun cursed at his grandson, "Follower!" But he did not dare to refute Isabella. It was obvious that these people had been completely eaten by the fat chick.    

    

Soren grinned, a rare sight. "Dear Bella, don't you think talking about war would make you especially hungry?"    

    

"That's you, old man." Isabella rolled her eyes.    

    

As she spoke, the chubby girl picked up a plate of white and yellow dishes and brought it in front of Guo Xuehua and Nanny Wang.    

    

"Ladies, you can try this. This is called Bacalhaua Braz, a Portuguese food. The main ingredient is a cod fish, which is fried with eggs and vegetables. It should suit the taste of the people of the East." Isabella smiled.    

    

Guo Xuehua and Nanny Wang looked at each other. They indeed felt that the food here was a little unappetizing. Although the ingredients were all excellent seafood, they were really unable to withstand the big mouthfuls of seafood.    

    

After accepting it, they both gave a simple thank you to Isabella. After all, they didn't speak any English either.    

    

Isabella was so excited that she started to explain the names of the dishes and the ingredients to Lin Ruoxi, leaving the men on the table alone.    

    

Just like this, the meal was quite lively.    

    

When it was over, Ron gestured to Lin Ruoxi to invite him to the next studio.    

    

Yang Chen was also curious and wanted to follow them to take a look, but he was stopped by Guo Xuehua.    

    

"Foolish child, you can't look at the wedding dress now. You'll see it tomorrow when the wedding is over. Only then will there be any meaning to it." Guo Xuehua lectured.    

    

Yang Chen also felt that it was right. It might be better to add a little more mystery, so he endured the itch in his heart and sat at Ron's house to drink black tea and watch TV.    

    

Under the invitation of Isabella, Guo Xuehua and Nanny Wang brought a young man from the island who could translate Chinese as they went to visit their surroundings.    

    

To them, since it was Yang Chen's, it was their own. Of course, they had to understand it well.    

    

When the room quieted down, only Yang Chen, Ma Qidun and Soren were left.    

    

Drinking the imperial black tea, Yang Chen suddenly thought of something and asked, "Right, where is Edward and the rest?"    

    

Soren said, "Edward went to pick up Catherine and Jane. They should be arriving tonight."    

    

"The London Olympics are still at a critical juncture these few days. Catherine still needs to attend quite a few occasions, so she's rather busy and can only arrive a bit later. After the wedding, she also has to rush back to attend the Olympic closing ceremony," Ma Qidun explained.    

    

Only then did Yang Chen remember that he didn't even notice what was going on at the Olympics.    

    

"Sir Pluto, aren't you going to go see her?" Soren hesitated for a moment and said, "After all, you're going to get married tomorrow."    

    

Yang Chen's hands trembled slightly. His eyes flashed with complex thoughts that could not be hidden, and his expression became a bit gloomy.    

    

"I'm going." Yang Chen nodded.    

    

"Hey, red-furred eagle, why did you bring up that matter? We were originally very happy," Ma Qidun said unhappily.    

    

"I'm only reminding you out of goodwill. I think Sir Pluto would also like to go." Soren shot him a disdainful glance.    

    

Yang Chen told the two of them not to make a fuss and laughed, "That's true. After I left here two years ago, I never came back to see her again. She might be in another world and hates me too. If I don't tell her that I'm going to get married here, I won't be able to rest.    

    

"Well, let me do it today, burying the past and formally welcoming a new life."    

    

While the three men were talking about sad topics, another scene took place in the small red room next door.    

    

This was Ron's usual work room, and his purpose was naturally to design and display all of his works.    

    

The entire workshop was filled with luxurious Bohemian women's dresses. A rich and luxurious atmosphere assaulted his nose.    

    

At this moment, Ron was standing outside the fitting room. He looked nervous and a little expectant as he looked at the brown colored curtain that was covering the curtain.    

    

His two female assistants were inside helping Lin Ruoxi put on her designed wedding dress.    

    

After about ten minutes, the two assistants finally walked out and slowly pulled open the curtains …    

    

"Hiss …"    

    

When Ron saw the woman that walked out of the fitting room, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

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Then he swallowed, and the old man made a cross in front of him, as if he were thinking of God's kindness.    

    

Ron, whose gaze couldn't move, praised, "Miss Lin, you will be the most beautiful bride I've ever seen in my entire life … "Haha, of course, it's also due to the wedding dress I designed."    

    

Lin Ruoxi looked at herself in the mirror. Her small hands were gripping the hem of her skirt with a look of disbelief on her face.    

    

It was as if wearing this wedding dress would cause her entire temperament and demeanor to sublimate from the very beginning.    

    

"Thank you, Mr. Ron." Lin Ruoxitian smiled and asked: "Does this wedding dress have a name?"    

    

"Good question." Ron laughed, "I will name this wedding dress Demeter, Demeter."    

    

Lin Ruoxi asked doubtfully, "That sounds familiar. Is that a person's name?"    

    

"No, no, this is your 'mother'." Ron smiled kindly, "Lord Persephone, the mother of myths, is Demeter, the prolific goddess.    

    

I named the wedding dress after Demeter, meaning that it should protect you like a mother and go to the marriage hall. "    

    

Lin Ruoxi finally understood and accepted it after reciting it a few times.    

    

At this time, Ron walked around the woman twice and praised, "It looks really similar, especially in temperament. It's like the same thing when you put on your wedding dress."    

    

Even though Ron was muttering softly, Lin Ruoxi could still hear him. The blissful woman couldn't help but ask, "What's so similar?"    

    

Ron was stunned and then said awkwardly, "You should know that Sir Pluto's only woman in the past was Lady Seventeenth Miss.    

    

"Before, Soren, Jane and Catherine all said that you and Lady Seventeenth have very similar temperaments and mannerisms. Now, it seems that I have to agree with what they have to say."    

    

Hearing that, Lin Ruoxi's expression darkened. She unnaturally smiled and said, "Is that so …" "It's a pity I haven't seen her before."