trap rose

That afternoon.

Pei Zhiyao took Wen Mian to see the wedding dress.

On that street are some design studios, jewelry design studios, etc.

A dazzling array of jewelry and dresses passed before my eyes one by one.

Wen Mian was attracted by the scene in front of him and couldn't help but become curious about it.

Pei Zhiyao followed behind and introduced as he walked, "There are similar shops in the nearby street. I will try on the wedding dress for a while, and I will take you to go shopping. If there is any jewelry you like, we will buy it for decoration. "

Since Pei Zhiyao had prepared it for him, Wen Mian couldn't refuse it.

She nodded, her face extremely red, and she looked shy.

"okay, I get it."

Soon, the two entered the store.

In the wedding dress store, there were many people trying on wedding dresses.

The husband was waiting outside while the wife went in to change.

When their wives came out in their wedding dresses, the men had the same reaction.

The person playing the game either looked up in a hurry, or said in disgust, "I've gained weight recently, and wearing this... seems a little inappropriate."

"Is it really necessary to wear something so expensive? I still like that set. It looks simple and the price is beautiful."

Wen Mian happened to pass behind this group of people.

Hearing the sound, he couldn't help but pause and hesitate for a moment.

Those girls are all dressed up beautifully.

It can be seen that he should be looking forward to the other party giving a satisfactory evaluation.

But it often ends in disappointment.

Wen Mian's heart tightened for a moment, and she began to worry about what she would do when she tried it on?

Is it possible that her figure is not good?

Or is Pei Zhiyao disappointed?

Wen Mian didn't dare to continue guessing. The more he guessed, the more panicked he became.

The waiter stepped forward, gestured to the two of them, and then led them into the VIP lounge.

"Mr. Pei, Miss Wen, your customized wedding dress is in the VIP lounge. I will take you in to have a look."

Subconsciously, Wen Mian held Pei Zhiyao's arm.

But after the waiter finished saying this, he consciously tightened his grip slowly.

She opened her mouth but said nothing else. His eyes were observing his surroundings.

The decoration here is gorgeous, the lights are bright, and the wedding dresses are shining brightly.

When she saw the wedding dress that belonged to her alone, Wen Mian stopped and was a little surprised.

It is really……

Too beautiful!

Not only that, all the small details on this wedding dress were tailor-made for her by Pei Zhiyao.

"Mr. Pei, please check and accept the final result. The previous comments have been improved. If you are still dissatisfied, we will contact the designer now and come to communicate with you in person until you are satisfied."

Wenmian is also aware of such thoughtful service.

It was because Pei Zhiyao spent enough money that he was treated like this.

She looked at the wedding dress and couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Any wiring and workmanship became details that she could not evaluate at this moment.

Wen Mian raised his eyes and looked at Pei Zhiyao, waiting for the other party's evaluation, but he said: "I am very satisfied. The most important thing is my wife's thoughts."

He looked at himself and stared at her with a smile.

"What do you think, Mrs. Pei?"

This title... actually made Wen Mian's heart skip a beat.

But soon, she returned to normal.

He had an indifferent attitude and quickly set up the situation.

"I'm satisfied too."

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled Wen Mian forward.

"Then we can try it on, Wen...oh no, Mrs. Pei, is it convenient to try it on now?"

"convenient."

She came with Pei Zhiyao just to try on the wedding dress.

No matter good or bad, she had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

She finally married Pei Zhiyao. (End of chapter)