Seeing the beauty in tears, Yang Cheng immediately panicked, pulling her into his arms and gently coaxing, "You misunderstood, I bought wedding dresses for all the brides, but yours is one of a kind."
He then realized why Yue Ying was upset, quickly grabbed the wedding dress next to him, and placed it in front of her.
"Look, this is my wedding dress, not placed with anyone else's, it's been in my car, I planned to give it to you personally."
Hearing this, Yue Ying sniffed, opened her eyes, and saw a delicate package in front of her.
She reached out her hand to unzip it, and saw the bright red fabric, embroidered with gold and silver thread, and the pearls shimmered brightly.
"Is this really for me?"
Yue Ying looked up, her face full of disbelief, her small hand caressing the exquisite wedding dress like it was a priceless treasure.
"Of course, when I saw this wedding dress, I thought about how beautiful you would look wearing it."
