In the evening, Zhuo Jian went to his apartment after work, and the courier followed her into the house, standing up, "Please check the goods first, miss. Once everything's confirmed, just sign here."
Zhuo Jian hesitated on hearing the request for checking the goods. She first called Fu Yanye to confirm that it was okay to do so, then proceeded to open the large box.
Inside was another white packaging box.
Upon opening it layer by layer, she found a white wedding dress.
The courier, seeing the wedding dress in the box, said with some surprise to Zhuo Jian, who was crouching in front of the box, "So it's a wedding dress, miss. Are you getting married? Congratulations!"
After the staff left, she sat alone against the wall, staring at the neatly folded white wedding dress in the box.
Congratulations?
Indeed, it was time for congratulations!
What she had always longed for was easily within someone else's grasp.
