Layer upon layer, white tulle of various materials almost submerged the man, Lu Xiaoyou covered his handsome and resolute face with the tulle on the hem.
...
After a long time.
Lu Xiaoyou exhaled a breath of warm air; she had finally taken off the wedding dress, but a few rhinestones from the dress had fallen onto the ground.
She held the wedding dress, her cheeks puffing slightly, her voice carried a tone of helplessness.
"The wedding dress got dirty!"
Long Xiliang glanced at the snow-white wedding dress.
"Buy it."
Lu Xiaoyou reminded him, "This is not for sale!"
"I will make them sell the wedding dress to me." If they refused to sell a wedding dress, he would simply acquire the entire brand.
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While Long Xiliang was paying, the wedding dress designer made a special trip over, wanting to take one last look at his "child" that took years of hard work to create.
