Tong Mo arrived to find that Luo Mengmeng had already finished getting ready.
She sat elegantly on a white chair, dressed in a white wedding gown and crystal shoes, looking like a celestial fairy untouched by the mundane world.
Tong Mo was instantly mesmerized, taking in a sharp breath, "Chun Mo, you're really so beautiful today!"
With that, she immediately went forward to support her as they walked towards the car.
"Stop praising me, or I'll feel embarrassed," Luo Mengmeng's delicate face turned beet red.
As they sat in the car, Luo Mengmeng gripped the bouquet in her arms tightly, her heart pounding so fast it seemed it could jump out of her throat any second.
Had she known it would be like this, she would've preferred not to have figured it out earlier—then at least she wouldn't be as nervous as she was now.
Tong Mo couldn't help but tease her, "Chun Mo, I can hear your heartbeat from here."
At her words, Luo Mengmeng's face grew even redder.
