Qin Yao stood quietly there, leaning against the doorframe, his dream had been to one day see her dress in a wedding gown for him—was this not also a realization of that dream?
He forced a bitter smile, then went out to meet the guests.
The makeup artist beside her kept praising her delicate features and fine skin. After they became more familiar, the artist even sneakily asked her about the underworld, the young girl seemingly held some fantastical illusions about the world of organized crime due to her age.
She hadn't returned for three years and had changed a lot in appearance. Apart from a few people, almost no one knew her identity. Huo Yandong had warned everyone not to disturb her; actually, it was his own guilt that made him prohibit any secret investigation into her identity.
