But she realized she was wrong, because several rows of wedding dresses were neatly pushed in front of her.
"Pick one, see which you like."
"Why do I need to choose a wedding dress?" Ye Ranran frowned deeply, enough to pinch a mosquito to death.
"Of course it's for the wedding. Once you pick a wedding dress, we'll take wedding photos, then hold the wedding. I want to give you a wedding the world will admire."
By then, she would be the bride everyone envied.
He wanted to show everyone what the woman he loved was like.
"Are you daydreaming?" Ye Ranran looked at him as if he were a lunatic.
Why suddenly plan a wedding? And did he even propose? When did she ever agree?
"Try it on first, see if you like it?" Fu Rong ignored Ye Ranran's question.
"I don't want to try it on." Ye Ranran refused.
Trying on a wedding dress here behind her husband's back, what was the meaning of this?
