Luo Xi glanced distantly at Huanhuan's round belly and said nothing, feeling that Huanhuan was so blissfully happy that she herself was left speechless.
"Sister Jingru, you look so beautiful." Chenxing had changed into her bridesmaid's dress, treading carefully in her high heels as she stood behind Jingru, patiently watching the makeup artist work on the bride.
Jingru smiled gently.
Every woman harbors a dream of a bridal gown, yearning to be the most beautiful woman in the world on that day, and Jingru thought she was no exception.
After so many years of love with that man, having gone through ups and downs and come out the other side, they were finally making their way to the altar of marriage, her face glowed with happiness. Jingru's gaze fell on the mirror where a bride about to be married was reflected, her heart beating furiously.
A man of graceful poise walked into the door, like a fairy tale prince out of a painting.
