On the wedding day of Mu Yunxiang and Xiao Yan, Mu Yunxiang had put on the wedding dress that Shen Weiyang had designed for her. It was elegant, noble, and very elegant. It was the wedding dress that she liked.
But such a holy and beautiful wedding dress had to be worn at the most blissful time.
"Yunxiang, what's wrong?"
After tidying Mu Yunxiang's skirt and seeing Mu Yunxiang in a daze, Shen Weiyang was a little worried.
After not seeing her for more than a month, Mu Yunxiang had become much thinner. Her face was pale as if it was transparent, as if she would disappear from this world at any time.
Knowing what was about to happen, Shen Weiyang's heart ached even more for her.
Seeing Shen Weiyang worried about her, Mu Yunxiang said gratefully, "Weiyang, thank you. Thank you for helping me design such a beautiful wedding dress."
When she looked at her, her eyes slightly turned away.