Early Saturday morning, Zhu Qianying got up early and went to the kitchen to fix herself breakfast. She brought it out and had it together with her mother.
"Mom, come with me today," Zhu Qianying proposed while eating her noodles.
Chen Jing hesitated, "Ah, forget about it. You young folks should be the ones taking the wedding photos. I have no business being there."
Zhu Qianying tried to persuade her a few more times, but Chen Jing remained unmoved. Helplessly, Zhu Qianying packed her bag and went out on her own.
Zhu Qianying leisurely arrived at the gate; it was five minutes to eight. Outside, it was dead silent, not even a fly buzzing around, let alone vehicles.
At this point, Zhu Qianying sincerely hoped that Mr. Yan had forgotten about it or that something unexpected would crop up forcing him to postpone things again like last time.
However, the car that drove up punctually five minutes later shattered her hope.
