Zhuo Ya looked towards the doorway and muttered to Gu Yanting.
She wanted to see what the wedding dress prepared by Gu Yanting looked like.
"You will like it."
That was Zhuo Ya's dream, once written in her diary, where she said she hoped to one day wear this wedding dress and marry the person she loved the most.
Zhuo Ya stared at Gu Yanting blankly, clearly not understanding the meaning behind his words.
Under Zhuo Ya's astonished gaze, Gu Yanting had someone bring in the wedding dress, and when she saw the dress the staffer brought in, a complex look flickered in the depths of her eyes.
This was the wedding dress she had once fantasized about, why... would Gu Yanting have it?
Zhuo Ya pinched the palm of her hand and, with eyes downcast, slowly said, "You... Why do you have this wedding dress?"
"This is the wedding dress you wanted, isn't it?"
"Whatever my Ah Ya wants, I will give it to you."
Would you be willing to give me your life as well, Gu Yanting?
