"Wearing thirty-coin fabric really does make a difference; I think these two look much better than usual." A young woman murmured enviously as she watched Xiao Changyi and An Jing, husband and wife, bow to each other.
"I have the same feeling," a slightly older woman agreed, her eyes also full of envy. Just by looking, she could tell the quality of the wedding attire was top-notch; it was the first time she had ever seen such expensive wedding clothes.
"Didn't even cover her head with a bridal veil. No matter how fine the cloth of the wedding outfit, they're still looked down upon. Look at the proper weddings, none are like this!" The words were laced with acidity, a familiar voice belonging to Lin An Dong's wife, Mrs. Gu, which carried quite loudly.
