Dong Xin Yan changed out of her wedding dress, lifted the curtain, and walked out. With her makeup removed, her face looked even paler, and those red lips had almost no color.
Cheng Ziyang suppressed his inner concern, got up from the sofa, and walked toward her, naturally taking her bag and then lightly wrapping his arm around her waist.
"Let's go."
Dong Xin Yan didn't see Wenwen and couldn't help but ask, "Where's Wenwen?"
"She said she had something to do, so I let her go back first." Dong Xin Yan nodded, not saying anything more, and stepped out of the bridal shop with him.
The sky outside was gradually darkening, and many shopfronts were already lit. As the city lights began to shine, the entire city was dazzling in the darkness.
Dong Xin Yan lacked energy, and after getting into the car, she leaned against the seat, her dark eyes closing as if falling asleep.
