The light purple strapless dress was hanging right in the center, easy to spot.
Even the matching high heels and jewelry were prepared for her, showing that the person who prepared them put a lot of thought into it.
The material is smooth and the color is elegant, exactly the type that Lu Wanzheng likes.
She quickly changed her clothes and came out.
"Wow!" Jiang Qinyi exclaimed sincerely, "It looks beautiful. Now I'm starting to worry."
"What are you worried about? Are you afraid I'll steal the show?" Lu Wanzheng suddenly playfully lifted Jiang Qinyi's chin with her finger.
It's a bit like the girl giving the guy a smile.
"I'm not worried about that at all. I heard from Zhishu that most of the friends he invited are single young men. You'll definitely be the center of attention on the wedding day. Will there be a fight because there are too many monks and not enough meat? I'm suddenly looking forward to it!" Zhishu is the other protagonist of this wedding, the second young master of the Song family.
As Jiang Qinyi spoke, she tried to break free from Lu Wanzheng's fingers.
Upon hearing this, Lu Wanzheng's lips twitched incessantly. She recognized her friend's expression; she was indeed her silly best friend.
Who would want to watch the spectacle at their own wedding? Jiang Qinyi is absolutely unique in this regard.
"Can we be serious? You're the bride, you should be thinking about making your wedding a success, not laughing at me." With that, Lu Wanzheng tapped Jiang Qinyi's forehead with her finger.
They're getting married soon, and this girl still can't seem to control her temper.
She was now even more convinced that the second young master of the Song family had been tricked into marriage.
"Take a look at yourself first, then consider what I'm saying." Jiang Qinyi was 100% certain that Lu Wanzheng had no idea how alluring she was right now.
Upon hearing this, Lu Wanzheng walked to the mirror. The person in the mirror had red lips and white teeth, black hair reaching her waist, and captivating eyes that made people mesmerized. She resembled a spirit fox who had cultivated for a thousand years, but the pure aura she exuded made her seem like a fairy who had never been exposed to the world.
Just as Jiang Qinyi said, such an appearance appearing in front of a large group of single young people would definitely cause a "bloodbath".
"Every time I look in the mirror, I'm blinded by my own beauty. Ah, beauty is such a trouble," Lu Wanzheng sighed to herself in the mirror.
This time, Jiang Qinyi was speechless. She rubbed her forehead and muttered to herself: "My best friend is so favored!"
Who knows who will be blind enough to fall for her in the future and indulge her bad habits? Will she be able to get married later and then commit marriage fraud?
"Alright, alright, are you done admiring yourself?"
"Such beauty, one could never fully appreciate it in a lifetime."
"You're really getting hooked on this? Come on, hurry up and change back into your clothes. Zhishu and the best man will be here soon." Jiang Qinyi waved her phone at Lu Wanzheng; she had just received a message from Song Zhishu.
Upon hearing this, Lu Wanzheng didn't say anything more and quickly went to the dressing room to change back into her own clothes.
When she came out again, Jiang Qinyi was no longer in the room.
It must be Song Zhishu who has arrived.
Following the corridor covered with double happiness characters and the staircase adorned with balloons, Lu Wanzheng walked downstairs.
She had met Song Zhishu before, but the man next to her was someone she was seeing for the first time; he must be the best man this time.
Song Zhishu has many "friends of the night," but Jiang Qinyi's only close friend is Lu Wanzheng. In order to match the bride's side, Song Zhishu's best man can be described as one in a hundred.
Lu Wanzheng walked to the sofa, where Song Zhishu and Jiang Qinyi sat close together, their fingers intertwined.
So as not to disturb the young couple's sweet nothings, Lu Wanzheng sat on the sofa to the side, facing Xiao Qifeng.
They looked up and their eyes met.
The man opposite him leaned back lazily on the sofa, his long legs casually crossed, his well-tailored suit highlighting his alluring physique. His shirt collar was meticulously fastened, exuding an air of exceptional nobility and an aura that kept strangers at bay.
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