He didn't believe Qiao Xia would be willing to attend his wedding.
Gu Xixi's life was ebbing away, and this wedding was also supposed to fulfill her dying wish. He would never tell Qiao Xia about such things.
Besides, she wouldn't care.
"That's just great," Meng Qian said with a forced smile.
Gu Xiaowu really wanted to hit her.
"Who did you invite for the wedding dress design?" Meng Qian asked, "Previously, Xiaxia said she really liked Dior's designers, and she wanted them to design her wedding dress. Miss Gu's wedding dress standards shouldn't be lower than Xiaxia's, right? For women, there's nothing worse than being compared to the ex, especially if they find out they're inferior. Moreover, President Mu was even considering flying to Paris personally to invite someone to design the dress."
Mu Liang was taken aback; was he really about to fly to Paris just for a wedding dress?
Impossible!
How could he, Mu Liang, do such a foolish thing.
