The wedding hadn't officially started yet, and Shen Zhaozhao, full of dress and starving, pitifully looked at Sang Youyou and Ye Zhen, "I can't take it anymore. You two go find me something to eat, or else I'm afraid I won't have the strength to attend the wedding later."
"Alright, I'll go look for something." After Ye Zhen left, she soon came back with two pieces of wedding pastry, "I could only find this, why don't you just eat a bit to tide you over?"
"Quick, give it to me." She wouldn't be picky; even plain steamed buns would do.
Watching her devour one piece of pastry in a few bites and preparing to start on the second, Sang Youyou advised, "Eat less, if you eat too much, your little belly won't look good in the dress. It's a dress worth tens of thousands, and it's only worn once, so it better look good."
Shen Zhaozhao: ...
