Hearing the employees’ praise, Mo Rao was in a daze.
She was also a woman, a woman who had once looked forward to romance and marriage.
How could she not like such a wedding dress?
“President Fu, you can also choose a toasting gown for Young Madam,” a shop assistant reminded.
Fu Ying nodded. Under the introduction of the staff, he chose a beautiful dress for Mo Rao. It was very classical, dignified, exquisite, and beautiful. The workmanship wasn’t inferior to that of the wedding dress.
After choosing her gown, the staff asked Mo Rao to try again.
However, Mo Rao was a little tired. She had yet to recover and didn’t want to try it again. “This one will do. There’s no need to try it.”
“Okay!” The clerk nodded.
Mo Rao returned to the fitting room to change back into her clothes, but Fu Ying still followed her in.
Just as Mo Rao was about to take off her wedding dress, Fu Ying took out his phone and took a photo in the mirror.
Mo Rao’s slightly shocked expression was also clearly captured.
In the photo, Mo Rao placed her hands behind her back and was about to touch the zipper. Fu Ying was smiling as he took photos in the mirror.
In that instant, the two of them had their own thoughts.
…
After returning from the bridal shop, Fu Ying started to arrange for the wedding venue.
By the time it was set up, it was already the beginning of the year.
Early spring was cold. Apart from painting at home, Mo Rao had nothing else to do. She left everything to Fu Ying.
Fu Ying had chosen an expensive manor as the wedding venue. In the semicircular glass building, the dreamy wedding venue had been completed.
Just decorating the wedding venue alone had cost millions.
Fu Ying was very distinguished. He sent invitations to everyone he knew.
He wanted everyone to know that he, Fu Ying, loved Mo Rao!
On the day of the wedding, Mo Rao looked very beautiful in the makeup. That expensive wedding dress on her made her the most beautiful woman today.
But her emotions were so complicated. The wedding she had been looking forward to was finally going to be held, but she couldn’t feel happy.
Mo Rao had no parents, so naturally, no one held her hand and handed her to Fu Ying.
When she appeared alone, all the guests were looking at her. Some were stunned, some were envious, and some were jealous.
Fu Ying was standing not far away. He was wearing a white suit that matched Mo Rao’s wedding dress.
He was handsome and charming. His eyes were filled with passion and joy as he looked at her.
There were two flower girls behind her. They dragged Mo Rao’s long skirt and walked towards Fu Ying.
“What the hell!”
Among the guests, Lu Yao couldn’t help but complain.
Luxue glared at her.
They weren’t invited, but the Li family received an invitation and brought them over.
“Fu Ying really doesn’t like Qu Ru anymore? I heard that he fell out with his family because of Qu Ru. His family forced him to marry Mo Rao. What’s going on now?”
Lu Yao was very unhappy. Last time, she had been humiliated by Mo Rao. This time, she actually saw her wearing an expensive wedding dress and walking towards the affectionate Fu Ying. She was even more jealous.
Lu Xue was afraid that Lu Yao would cause trouble again, so she stopped her. “Shut up!”
“Sister, she’s not worthy of Fu Ying to begin with!” Lu Yao snorted coldly. “It must be because the Fu family doesn’t like Qu Ru. If Qu Ru appears now, I can guarantee that Fu Ying will still choose Qu Ru!”
“Who knows?” Lu Xue didn’t deny it, but her tone was still cold.
Lu Yao rolled her eyes at Mo Rao, who was on the stage. “She actually takes a forced marriage like this seriously. If Fu Ying really likes her, why did he only give her a wedding now?”
Lu Xue actually thought so too, but she couldn’t say it.
At this moment, the Li family was sitting beside her. She couldn’t reveal any desire towards Fu Ying.
She couldn’t let the Li family know that she had used so many shameful methods to woo Fu Ying.
“Mr. Fu Ying, are you willing to marry Miss Mo Rao? Are you willing to love her and be loyal to her, no matter if she is poor, sick, or disabled, until she dies?”
Fu Ying looked at Mo Rao deeply. She was really beautiful.
He said without hesitation, “I do!”
The priest turned to ask Mo Rao, “Miss Mo Rao, are you willing to marry Mr. Fu Ying? Are you willing to love him and be loyal to him, no matter if he is poor, sick, or disabled, until he dies?”
Mo Rao looked at the man in front of her. He was as handsome as ever. At this moment, he was looking at her eagerly, waiting for her answer.
She knew that she couldn’t mess up this wedding. Old Madam Fu and the others were also below the stage. If she messed up, she would embarrass the Fu family.
Mo Rao clenched her fists and replied, “I do—”
