When Shi Che arrived at the bridal shop, Ji Xinxin was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee. Seeing Shi Che sweep in like the wind, she immediately exclaimed, "You came pretty fast, huh."
Shi Che ignored her, his dark eyes scanning the bridal shop, but he didn't see any sign of Ling Chuxia. Finally, he fixed his gaze on Ji Xinxin's pretty face, "Where's Chuxia?"
Ji Xinxin felt that generally speaking, as long as she was around, every man's eyes should be on her first. But Shi Che had never seemed to look at her much, from the past to the present.
Her self-esteem was a bit hurt, but she also felt relieved. This man, marrying Ling Chuxia, was indeed worth it.
She took an elegant sip of coffee, then lifted her chin and pointed towards the fitting room, "She's changing clothes."
Without saying a word, Shi Che strode towards the fitting room.
