It was soon the day of the wedding. Qiao Mei stood behind Tang Hui and said, "You look so beautiful. This dress suits you very well."
Tang Hui was dressed in a luxurious gown. Although it was not custom-made, it was still an expensive dress. She had always dreamed of what it would feel like to wear a wedding dress one day. Although it was a little different from what she had imagined, Xia Guang had already done his best.
"It's because you're so thoughtful," Tang Hui said.
"I have bought you a lot of clothes and bags. They're all in the wardrobe. Treat them as your wedding gifts," Qiao Mei said.
"I've caused you to spend too much money. I had thought the grudge between you and your third uncle would affect me," Tang Hui said with a smile.
