She didn't have to worry about Song Yiyan's wedding at all. Besides, even if she wanted to worry, her family would be the first to. If possible, they even wanted to find someone to try on her wedding dress.
"Mom, are you going to end up finding someone to marry in my place?" Song Yiyan was helpless, she rubbed her temples with a headache. "I'm not a glass doll, I won't break easily. Do you have to do this?"
Qiao Yuan glared at her. "We're doing this for your own good. You just came back from filming and we want you to have a good rest for a few days."
Song Yiyan nodded weakly, she really didn't want to waste her breath on this matter. "I know, I know!"
Only then did Qiao Yuan smile in satisfaction. "Then take a rest. After lunch, Mom and Auntie will accompany you to try on your wedding dress."
The wedding dress was designed by Nangong and his daughter, Ling Sheng. It was handmade and custom-made. It was the only one in the world.
