[Sister Yueqian, have you reached home yet?]
An Yueqian's fair fingers tapped on the mobile screen, sending a home emoji without any other reply.
...
Villa.
The custom wedding dresses were delivered, and Yuanyuan helped Qin Yun try them all on.
Except for the wedding dress that needed some modifications, all the others were perfect.
When Qin Yun emerged wearing the white wedding dress, Pei Yan was sitting on the sofa, talking on the phone. At her appearance, Pei Yan's gaze immediately fixated on her.
Watching Qin Yun walk slowly towards him, Pei Yan's eyes gradually narrowed.
Qin Yun wore a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, her gaze clear yet mischievous. As she approached gracefully, stopping in front of him, she almost took his breath away.
The gentle sunlight spilled over her back, and aside from her, everything else lost its color.
Qin Yun twirled before him, "Do I look good?"
Pei Yan nodded instinctively, "You look good."
