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"I see."

Wen Mian responded softly, but felt uncomfortable.

Looking over in a blink of an eye, there was a sound coming from the second floor.

Pei Zhiyao walked down, glanced at Wen Mian, and then asked, "What are we talking about?"

Yanjun didn't answer, but Wenmian prevaricated, "It's nothing, just a casual chat."

"Really? Did Yanjun show you the design of the wedding dress?"

Wen Mian didn't answer, but Yan Jun took out the design drawing with a smile.

"Not yet, isn't this waiting for you to come down?"

After that, the design drawing was handed to Wen Mian.

She took it and observed it carefully for a long time.

Because of Pei Zhiyao's design, this wedding dress is very much in line with Wen Mian's wishes.

She seemed to have mentioned her favorite style before, but after all these years, Pei Zhiyao didn't expect that Pei Zhiyao still remembered it.

Wen Mian couldn't help but think of what Yan Jun said just now.

Pei Zhiyao did too much for himself, and even broke up with Pei's father at all costs.

That quarrel directly affected Pei Zhiyao's status in the Pei family, and even affected his development in the company.

But she had no idea, and now that she mentioned it, she actually felt a little guilty and sad.

Thinking of this, Wen Mian took a deep breath and said to Pei Zhiyao with a smile, "I like the wedding dress very much. It is similar to my ideal wedding dress. I can rest assured that Yanjun will handle this matter."

Yanjun received the design drawings and urged the wedding studio to complete the finishing work as soon as possible.

The three of them had a meal, but Yanjun left in a hurry due to work reasons.

The wedding dress studio said that you will be able to see the specific results in two days, and you can then go to the store to try it on in person.

If you are not satisfied with the size or style, you can modify it immediately.

After Yanjun left, there was an unusual silence in the air. Pei Zhiyao was handling work, while Wen Mian was sitting next to him, holding his left hand and carefully stroking the back of his hand, feeling his temperature.

After a while, Wen Mian spoke, "I heard that you had a falling out with your family while I was abroad?"

Pei Zhiyao's originally normal face suddenly darkened.

The working movements were even more paused.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Wen Mian in disbelief, and then smiled pretending to be indifferent, "Yan Jun told you again? This big mouth will say everything."

"I thought you wouldn't care about my situation."

Wen Mian couldn't help laughing and glanced at Pei Zhiyao helplessly.

It was precisely because he never communicated with himself that Wen Mian didn't know what had happened over the years.

Looking at Pei Zhiyao's eyes, Wen Mian felt a sour feeling in his heart.

"After you and your father broke up, what else did he say to you? Did it affect your normal life? Or... was your work affected? Why have you never told me about these things?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Zhiyao held Wen Mian's hand.

The look of careful consolation was extremely obvious.

The tip of Wen Mian's nose felt sour for a moment, and she actually felt a little uncomfortable.

It was obvious that he was the one who was wronged in the middle, but his appearance made Wen Mian think that he was the one who was sorry for her.

"The situation was complicated back then. It was my fault that I couldn't be with you right away. If I had known it, I shouldn't have hidden my thoughts. Fortunately, you are back now and I can always be by your side."

As for other topics, Pei Zhiyao didn't say anything, and Wen Mian couldn't ask.

The two looked at each other and didn't speak for a while.

But he calmed down the sullen expression between Wen Mian's brows, and then said, "You rest first. I will continue to supervise the wedding dress. When everything is ready in a few days, we will get married."

In the past, she felt that marriage was too far away for her, and even felt like a burden.

But now it seems like it's not that bad.