"Brother, she's changing into her wedding dress," Xinyu replied.
"I see..." The man continued to adjust his hairstyle and tie in front of the mirror.
At that moment, Chen Yuan understood that this person was Xinyu's brother. He had come to try on a suit alongside his fiancée. And Xinyu was the flower girl who would be delivering the rings during the wedding.
No wonder this brother's figure seemed a bit familiar; it seemed like he had seen him at the funeral this year.
However, he truly had good taste, to know that allowing Xinyu, the pride of the entire family, to be the flower girl and deliver the rings, was a wise choice.
I want little Xinyu to deliver the rings at my wedding too...
No, that's not right. Who would I be marrying then?
While waiting, a girl in a floor-length strapless wedding dress, with the assistance of several shop assistants holding up her gown, slowly made her way from backstage.
So beautiful...
