He Xiyan became Mo Yixuan's wife that summer.
It was a scorching summer vacation.
That day, they got up early.
He Xiyan put on a new dress she bought. It was a bright red dress, her only red dress.
She was very happy, even quite excited, so she got up early and dressed up, put on the most beautiful clothes and shoes, wore the most delicate makeup, and even combed her hair very nicely.
However, although she was excited, she still had some nervousness and worries.
"Yixuan, are you sure your parents won't object to us doing so?" On the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau, He Xiyan could hardly contain her anxiety and nervousness.
She and Yixuan had been living together for half a year. She hoped he could give him an explanation and a proper identity, both emotionally and reputation-wise.
Although she had met his parents, his mother, however, had always had some repulsion against her.
