Hou Tingfu raised her red lips as her hands lifted the hem of her dress, curtsying to Lu Xiaoyou.
"I can't marry you, the first person from your house to disagree would be..."
Hou Tingfu was genuinely afraid of Long Xiliang.
Lu Xiaoyou laughed, "What about the person from your house? By the way, you're here to try on wedding dresses, why isn't the groom-to-be with you?"
Even though Hou Tingfu had said she was getting married, Lu Xiaoyou had yet to catch a glimpse of the prospective groom.
"He hasn't returned yet," Hou Tingfu said. "He will be back on the wedding day."
Lu Xiaoyou: "?"
Could it be that in this world, a bridegroom only needs to show up at the wedding venue on the day of the marriage?
Not quite understanding the wedding customs of China, whatever Hou Tingfu said, Lu Xiaoyou took her word for it.
She examined the wedding dress on Hou Tingfu carefully, becoming more and more amazed, and sincerely complimented:
"The wedding dress on you is really beautiful."
