He always thought that women must love grand weddings, but he overlooked that his Little Shiyi was never a woman bound by convention, and her tastes were always unique.
With a low sigh, a faint smile touched his lips: "Shiyi, don't you feel wronged?"
"Not at all. Making me wear a heavy dress, wander among guests, entertain with the host on stage, and change outfits multiple times a day, that's what's wronging me!" Jiang Shiyi had attended lavish weddings before, so she felt that by the end of such a day, the bride must be exhausted.
At the time, she thought, hmm... estimating that the bride and groom would be too tired for any interest in the bridal chamber...
He lightly tapped her little nose: "Everything will be according to you, but..."
"But what?" she looked up at him.
"But Shiyi, I've mentioned this so many times before, why have you never told me your true feelings?" Huangfu Yu's eyes were filled with wisdom.
