Private customization, wife, love you to the bone

An Chengyuan was about to get up when Shen Junyu came in with a woman. When he saw him, Shen Junyu pulled a complicated smile from the corners of his mouth.

An Chengyuan stood up and was about to speak, but the door of the fitting room opened at this time.

The sound of pushing the door of the dressing room attracted an Chengyuan's eyes. He turned his head slightly and saw Wang Yu standing at the door of the dressing room. At this time, everyone's eyes looked at Wang Yu. Immediately, everyone was stunned. Only Wang Yu stood there as if dumbfounded.

Her eyes instinctively swept from Shen Junyu's face, but the female partner around him was not the one she had seen, but she knew. Liu Feifei, a popular star in Hong Kong.

It's not uncommon for Shen Junyu to have stars and celebrities around him. It's a very common thing.

However, she didn't expect that there would be such a coincidence that she would meet Shen Junyu and Liu Feifei in the wedding dress store in Milan spring. It's really a narrow road.

It seems that she and Shen Junyu are no longer enemies. To be exact, they should be strangers. Presumably, strangers don't need to be described as narrow roads?

Thinking like this, her dull expression relaxed a little, praying silently in her heart, hoping that Shen Junyu didn't remember her or even know her, because she had completely forgotten him.

She has forgotten all the cruelty and harm he gave her. Now she has a new life, and he seems to have found a new partner, even temporary. In short, they don't have intersection in the future.

Although it was only a short time of less than a minute, Wang Yu's face had changed slightly, and her fine mind had changed a hundred times.

"Let's see if the dress I designed specifically for Miss Wang Yu looks good?" aliya was obviously very excited. She could tell from her voice how satisfied she was with the dress on Wang Yu.

"Come here, let's see." aliya's eyebrows were full of proud smiles. She took Wang Yu's hand and pushed her in front of everyone. At this time, the indifference and arrogance of the famous designer had completely disappeared, leaving only approachable and amiable.

Not only an Chengyuan flashed in his eyes, but also Shen Junyu, whose hand was tightly fastened on Liu Feifei's waist. His eyes were fixed on Wang Yu.

He had never seen her so beautiful. Even in his best days with her, he had given her the latest and fashionable dress in Paris, but it was not as beautiful as one tenth of what she was wearing at this moment.

The dress designed by aliya perfectly reflects Wang Yu's pure and generous unique temperament, and the slender and beautiful body curve is flawless.

Wang Yu's beauty is like the sunrise leaping out of the smoky clouds in the morning.

Liu Feifei exclaimed in her heart, my God! This dress is so beautiful. Why isn't the dress designed by aliya so beautiful before?

"Wang Yu, you are so... Beautiful." an Chengyuan stood up, ignored Shen Junyu's existence, went directly to Wang Yu, put his hands on her shoulders, looked at the two people in the mirror, whispered in her ear, "do you see if we are a couple in the mirror?"