The next day, Li Qiao was still dragged by Duan Shuyuan to the largest bridal shop in South Sea.
As Li Qiao and Duan Shuyuan sat in the VIP section of the three-story haute couture bridal center, Zong Yue had already gone inside to try on wedding dresses.
Duan Shuyuan flipped through the bridal concept album and said cheerfully, "Your sister-in-law's wedding dress is a custom-made VW gown. I had suggested that she pick one abroad, but she found it troublesome, so in the end, we just had the dress delivered here.
Qiaoqiao, take a look casually to see if there is any style you like. Shall we… try them on?"
Li Qiao, leaning her elbow against the armrest and supporting her forehead, scanned over the dazzling array of wedding dresses in the display cabinet and shook her head with little interest, "No."
