Gu Yingying looked at her without saying anything. She just smiled slightly.
"Sis, why didn't you call Third Young Mr. Ye to help you pick out your wedding dress?" Gu Lingling looked at the smile on Gu Yingying's face. Her heart felt even more sour. Why was it that everything good was Gu Yingying's? Why wasn't it her? She also wanted to marry Third Young Mr. Ye.
"Third Young Mr. Ye is so busy. How can we trouble him with such a small matter like selecting a wedding dress? I'll take care of it first, and when the time comes, he'll just come over." Gu Yingying's face was full of smiles, bright and happy.
When Gu Yingying said this, she deliberately raised her volume. She guessed that the people following her should be able to hear some of it faintly.
Then, Gu Yingying saw the car door behind her open. Several reporters quickly ran to her and surrounded her.