The luxurious Rolls Royce slowly came to a stop at the gate of the Yan family villa, followed by a long line of Bentley sedans.
The servants opened the door, jubilantly went to make the announcement.
Yan Yue was in her bedroom putting on makeup, all her relatives and close friends had arrived.
Everyone was praising her beauty, everyone was envious of her good fortune, envious that she was marrying into the Ruan family, and moreover, that she was pregnant with a Ruan family child before even getting married.
Yan Yue smiled elegantly, her smile laden with uncontrollable pride and satisfaction.
"The wedding car is here, everyone get ready, we're about to leave," someone exclaimed excitedly.
"Has the groom arrived?"
"It seems he hasn't..."
"Why isn't the groom coming to pick her up himself?"
"I guess it's not the custom of the Ruan family..."
Hearing the cacophony of voices, Yan Yue secretly clenched her fist, feeling embarrassed inside.
