Finally making this most appropriate and bold decision, Yan Xiaye's long-standing worries were solved.
Looking at the elegant and beautiful dress on the screen, she said with a soft sigh, "Yi Ren, thank you."
"No need to thank me, Xiaye. You deserve this, and there's no need to give up your happiness to satisfy others' gazes!"
Qin Yiren turned to look at her and continued excitedly, "So, should we choose this one? Or should we look at others?"
"This one is good." Yan Xiaye smiled, "You're right, this is the dress that every girl once dreamed of."
Qin Yiren nodded earnestly, "Right, and Second Master Li, compared to the princes in fairy tales, is just missing a noble title, which isn't a thing in our country anyway. I assure you, he's more handsome than most princes!"
That... is actually true.
After all, we live in an information age where the weddings of English princes occasionally make the headlines.
