Su Nian's long hair had been gathered into a bun by the staff here, with a gold hairpin slanted into it, but she felt the hairpin was so heavy. There was also a pair of luxurious-looking gold earrings; for someone like Su Nian who usually wore no accessories, it was an unbearable weight. With all her hair piled up on her head, she worried if her slender neck could handle it.
The only decorations Su Nian wore regularly were a ring and a wristwatch; she never wore earrings or anything like that, feeling it was too troublesome.
Although she always had a faint smile on her face, there was a touch of aloof elegance in her demeanor, an air of authority without anger. Even though her style was simple, it left a deep impression.
Zheng Haoyu was dressed as a groom. In Su Nian's memory, Zheng Haoyu rarely wore red shirts and jackets, but this shade of red on him didn't feel out of place. Standing together with Su Nian, they seemed like a couple straight out of a fairy tale.
