"Keeping a distance can help us both calm down." Qin Mu said, helping her put on the wedding dress after she took off her top. "Oh? So being together makes you unable to stay calm?" "At least for now, it does!" Qin Mu spoke as if discussing someone else’s matter, composed and rational. "But I still don’t like being separated from the one I love. It’s such a painful thing!" Hu Xiaobin looked down at the wedding dress she had put on. The feeling of wearing it was surprisingly comfortable. She was a bit surprised, as she had tried several wedding dresses designed by top designers, but none felt as comfortable as this one. Therefore, Hu Xiaoyan decided that even if there were a few slight dissatisfactions, she would still wear this one. Hu Xiaoyan’s temperament determined her way of being. However, girls at this age are indeed full of beautiful yearnings for love. When a girl at this age falls in love with someone, no matter how much pain she suffers, she is reluctant to leave that man. But when some more years pass... The heart may remain unchanged, but one’s behavior certainly changes with age. "My dad said he wants to invite Chen Shao to drink at my wedding! You’re my wedding dress designer, it would be great if you could come too." "You probably don’t know that the old master of the Mu Family hasn’t been in good health recently, so I’m afraid I can’t make it back. But if Chen Shao can go, that’s just as good." Qin Mu mentioned while helping her with the zipper. "Is it the Mu Family’s old master? I heard my sister say a couple of days ago that the elders of the Mu Family have also moved to Paris." "Forget it! I won’t force you!" "I’ll go get the train to help you attach it!" Later, Hu Xiaoyan stood at the doorway because once the train was spread out, there was no room for anyone else in the room. Qin Mu stood barefoot on the floor, afraid of dirtying the bride’s wedding dress. Hu Xiaobin initially thought the train she wanted wouldn’t be done well, but when Qin Mu adjusted it, tears of joy almost fell from her eyes. "How did you manage it?" It was exactly like the dream she had as a child. "Every girl has a princess dream. You’re not the first to want such a long train, but yours is the longest I’ve ever made." "Huh? Others have made this request too, so why did you make mine so well?" "Because I can’t afford to offend the triads!" Qin Mu said while lowering her head, her tone modest but sincere. Hu Xiaoyan couldn’t help but laugh out loud: "Her father still respects your husband." Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel·fiɾe·net "That’s not enough! I heard Miss Hu’s wedding will be held in a very nice place, and once this three-meter-long train spreads out, the romance will be self-evident!" The wedding dress itself wasn’t overly complicated because Hu Xiaobin looked quite delicate, not well-suited for a too cumbersome dress. Qin Mu looked at her waist again, even though she repeatedly narrowed it, now it seemed she still needed it a bit narrower. "Sister! I’m so grateful to you! From today on, you’re my real sister, closer than Xiaoyan!" Just as Qin Mu straightened up, Hu Xiaobin hugged her neck, sobbing and sniffing, expressing her gratitude. Qin Mu helplessly patted her shoulder: "This wedding dress is somewhat conservative, so you have to be prepared that not everyone will praise it." "I don’t care if others are satisfied. My husband and my dad love it this way. My dad doesn’t like me dressing too provocatively; he always says girls from respectable families dress very conservatively, and I should too, plus my husband likes me wearing such a wedding dress." She glanced at it, recalling her husband’s expression when she showed him the design, her face a bit shy and a bit proud, undoubtedly stemming from the two men who adored her immensely. In the mirror by the door, Hu Xiaobin looked at herself in the wedding dress again. Even though her long hair hadn’t been styled yet, the feeling of being a bride was already evident. "Should I take a picture for you? Or do you want to send one to your husband?" "Huh? No, I want him to see it on that day. I’m super excited to see his expression then." Hu Xiaobin caressed her chest, the V-neck not opening much, revealing only a small piece of jade-like skin, yet enough to show the beauty of the young girl. "Loving a man so naively! I can’t imagine, were we this way when we were dating?" Watching Hu Xiaobin almost cry with beauty in front of the mirror, Hu Xiaoyan couldn’t help but murmur. Qin Mu stood beside her with arms crossed, maintaining silence, only smiling. Hu Xiaobin’s rare quietness truly allowed one to sink into memories. That year, when that girl had her first kiss stolen by a boy five years her senior, did she also return home to hide in her room with this silly demeanor? That night, the girl lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her face flushing hot, like a fever. Her heart probably went with that man even back then, didn’t it? Who hasn’t been madly in love in their youth? But as time goes by...