"Sister Zhenyi. Here is your dress."
"It'll take that long to get you into that dress. We better get to work on especially those buttons. Poor, Long Jie," Fan Bingbing said.
"Call him brother-in-law." Zhenyi narrowed her eyes at her.
"You are impossible." Fan Bingbing muttered.
Zhenyi stood in her robe as Aria and Bingbing removed her dress from the garment bag.
It was a vintage lace wedding dress with long sleeves. It was so gorgeous that Zhenyi didn't even dare to touch it.
"It's so gorgeous," Wen Juan said.
"Indeed, it is," Ming Jia agreed.
It was the most beautiful wedding dress she had ever seen. The perfect shade of ivory vintage lace over creamy vanilla charmeuse—something she had never imagined she would ever wear.
She wondered if Jie was going to like it.
Jie….She liked the way his name rolled out of her tongue.
