Jing Yan had been staying in the hospital room, occasionally leaning against the window to gaze at the unpredictable white clouds in the sky, sometimes tilting her head to reminisce about the past happiness. It was only when life had entered its countdown that she felt no more resentment for everything in her past, whether good or bad, even towards her own parents.
"Yan," Lou Yusen entered the ward and signaled his subordinate to place the wedding dress on the hospital bed.
Jing Yan slowly turned her head and met his gaze with a smile, but she was momentarily stunned when she saw the wedding dress on the bed: "This..."
"Try it on?" Lou Yusen had specifically had someone make a wedding dress of immense value according to his taste, adorned with many dazzling gems.
"Where did it come from?" Jing Yan showed a surprised expression and walked gracefully toward the bed.