Tong Wenya was dressed in a white wedding dress and stood at the entrance of the hotel to welcome the guests. Her hair was fluttering in the wind and she was extremely beautiful.
"Mommy, you're so beautiful today! She is the most beautiful bride." Kiki smiled.
Was she beautiful? She really didn't feel it.
Which girl had never dreamed of a perfect wedding? In Tong Wenya's many years of expectations, it did not need to be too grand. As long as she held Soong Chengsi's hand, it would be fine. Even if they were just randomly looking for a lawn, without other people's witnesses, it did not matter if they did not have rings.
They finally got what they wanted. Why did everything seem to have changed? They didn't even have the calm feeling that they thought they would have. Instead, they felt uneasy all the time.