Reborn Girl: Prince Charming's Hot Wife

"I'm really grateful to him. There are some things that you can only understand after experiencing it yourself. "    

The reporter asked, "Qingling, can you say that he is your partner and also your life mentor?"    

Ye Qingling nodded. "Yes. "    

"Then congratulations to Qingling. To be able to meet such a partner is truly the greatest happiness!" After saying that, the reporter hugged Ye Qingling. "Keep it up!"    

"Alright, I will. " Ye Qingling replied.    

After she finished speaking, her gaze drifted towards Lin Shujuann in the distance.    

He smiled and nodded at her.    

The teammate beside her couldn't help but tease, "Qingling, the dog food was posted to the live broadcast? Amazing!"    

Ye Qingling smiled, but she wasn't as nervous and helpless as she had been in the past.    

She generously took a photo with the members of other countries. Then, she put on the flag and waved at the photographer who came over to take a photo.    

It was said that meeting a good partner would make her even more perfect.    

In a year's time, Ye Qingling also clearly felt that she was different.    

Her life was more radiant and fulfilling. Even her relationship with her father and stepmother was different from before.    

Everything had become better because of the person beside her.    

On the 20th birthday of Ye Qingling, she married Lin Shujuann.    

Because there was a competition again, their wedding could only be held in the competition city.    

However, because he had been prepared for a long time, Lin Shujuann directly booked two villas in the nearby suburbs, so everything went according to his established ceremony.    

In the morning, Ye Qingling sat in the bedroom of the opposite villa and combed her face with the mirror.    

Behind her, the makeup artist helped her put on makeup bit by bit.    

Finally, she put on the phoenix coronet and the wedding dress.    

The big red wedding dress was something Lin Shujuann's mother spent two years to make, with a needle and a needle drawing.    

Even though it was still quite a bit lacking compared to the embroidery that was done very well, there was still quite a bit of difference. However, which mother-in-law could do so much?    

Ye Qingling was somewhat at a loss for words. She told herself that today was her most important day and that she could not cry.    

The girl in the mirror had dark red hair. Her lips, the beauty that was carved into her bones, seeped out bit by bit in the phoenix coronet and gown, making it hard for people to move their eyes away.    

Mother Ye walked to her side and suddenly sighed.    

Not long after Ye Qingling's birth mother and Father Ye gave birth to Ye Qingling, they started to separate due to different concepts.    

She was with Ye Qingling's father. Actually, Father Ye had not divorced yet.    

Although the relationship between the husband and wife had long been broken, she still intervened.    

Until later. . . When Ye Qingling's mother proposed a divorce, she suddenly died in the same year due to working too hard.    

She naturally married Father Ye.    

Facing Ye Qingling, she felt guilty. But because she was not her own daughter, there was always a gap between the two of them.    

For so many years, she did not know how to get along, so she was always polite.    

But after all, they lived together. After so many years, when she saw Ye Qingling getting married, she could not help but feel a little emotional.    

"Qingling, you've been calling me auntie all these years. I really haven't done my mother's duty. "    

"I know, because I love Qingjiao, I might sometimes ignore you. "    

"Especially because you've always been very sensible, so we always thought that you didn't need it, so we overlooked you even more. "    

"Qingling, I'm sorry. "    

When Mother Ye said this, she sobbed slightly:    

"You're very outstanding. I believe that Little Lin will definitely love you. "    

"But if you are really unhappy in the future, you must remember that your father and your younger brother are your backers, and I also treat you as my own daughter. . . "