Every minute and second of waiting for the results was torture for Wen Ran.
She refrained from showing her nervousness, striving hard to keep her worries internal. However, her facial expression was much more rigid than usual, somehow betraying her fear.
After lunch, Mo Xiuchen held her hand and took her for a walk while showing her the bridal shop he had chosen. To her surprise, she found no interest in her long-awaited wish.
"Ranran, are you tired?"
Noticing her mood, Mo Xiuchen spoke in a gentle tone, "We are not photographing today. Don't worry; we are just taking a look and choosing the theme."
"Xiuchen, I want to go back to our country for the photoshoot!"
Wen Ran suddenly suggested after briefly pressing her lips together.
A slight bewilderment flashed in Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes, but he didn't ask why. Instead, he smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's choose the studio when we go back home. Is there anywhere else you would like to visit now?"
"Let's go to a movie!"
