In the cafe.
Qiao Weiyang sat in front of Su Bei. One of them was bright and generous, while the other was simple and elegant. They each had their own beauty and were in their best state among their age group.
"If there's anything else you need our help with for the wedding, you can tell me at any time," Su Bei said with a smile. "I think Zhuoqian can't wait anymore."
"Thank you, Mom." Qiao Weiyang smiled brightly. "Actually, I'm also looking forward to our wedding."
"When you married into the Su family previously, our family didn't do our best. We should've given you a proper wedding back then."
"At that time, things were urgent, so I didn't mention many things to you."
Qiao Weiyang was natural and unrestrained. Su Bei liked her to begin with, and the two of them were more like sisters than mother-in-laws.
After Su Bei took a few sips of coffee, she received a call and got up to answer it.
