Luckily, Qin Yun still cares about him. She used to occasionally call him husband, but lately, she's been calling him husband all the time, making him quite comfortable.
"Husband, you've worked hard."
Qin Yun cut up some fruit and sat on the sofa, eating a piece herself and feeding him another.
The fruits on the plate are basically all his favorites.
"The wedding dress is almost ready. Tomorrow, we'll have it delivered and try it on. If there are issues, we'll modify it. Mom and Dad have already booked the wedding venue, and they're preparing it these days. I've had Zheng Qian and Yuanyuan send out invitations to friends in our circle."
Pei Yan, soothed by Qin Yun, squinted his eyes, enjoying the fruit, and chatted idly with Qin Yun about the wedding.
Qin Yun nodded repeatedly, saying she has time and Pei Yan can make the arrangements.
