After sitting for more than half an hour, Song Mingyuan and Shen Qiong finally left.
Han Xi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and the thought of tomorrow's wedding made her incredibly nervous.
"Xiao Xi, I think that Aunt Shen seems like a really nice person."
Chu Ci took out a nightgown from the closet, also preparing to take a shower.
"Yeah, she's great. She's treated my brother like her own over the decades."
Han Xi sat down in front of the sofa, her half-dried hair cascading down her shoulder blades. Just as she was about to take out her phone to call Lu Jinghan, his message came in.
[Sleep well, be my most beautiful bride tomorrow.]
Looking at the message from Lu Jinghan, Han Xi smiled sweetly, her fingertips tapping quickly on the screen.
[I'm a bit nervous.]
A few minutes later, the room's doorbell rang. Han Xi got up and walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and then opened the door: "Why are you here?"
