The sky was exquisitely blue.
A gentle breeze stirred her pure white wedding dress and his crisp white shirt.
Everyone had long guessed that Yan Xinxin's beauty would be a perfect match for Mo Chuxi, but no one expected her to exude such breathtaking splendor!
She stood at the end of the red carpet. Even in flats, she didn't pale in height standing next to Mo Chuxi—in fact, they complemented each other perfectly!
The regal-style wedding gown hugged Yan Xinxin's slender and delicate figure.
The flowing veil of tulle draped over her fragrant shoulders, perfectly framing her elegant collarbones.
The delicate butterfly-shaped bones on her back, like miniature wings, seemed tucked beneath her soft, fair skin, echoed beautifully by the butterfly-wing-shaped translucent fabric at her waist.
The train of the gown flowed in graceful waves behind her, extending a full two meters. Tiny, intricate silver threads, embroidered by hand, shimmered brilliantly under the sunlight.
