In the two sisters' hospital room.
On a single bed, three people were lying on their stomachs together, with Chen Yuan sandwiched between Ningning and Yaoyao.
The soft light from the ceiling cast a glow on the sisters' bare, rosy feet. Their clean, rounded toenails glistened, reflecting the light.
All three of them had their eyes fixed on the phone Chen Yuan was holding.
They weren't huddled together to watch any sort of risqué film; they were discussing something very serious.
Pointing at a wedding dress on the screen, Jiangg Yao's eyes sparkled with excitement.
"This one's beautiful! It's like a mermaid's tail, with layers that shimmer like scales. It looks so pretty."
"It's probably the lighting effects that make it sparkle so much. It must be really heavy, though, right? I prefer the one I mentioned earlier—the one with the full skirt covered in white roses. It's formal but still elegant, and the neckline design is so unique."
