Jen arrived early in the morning, knocking sharply on the door. She was vibrant, dressed in a gauze skirt as lovely and delicate as pink rose petals, holding a massive bouquet of fresh lilies and daisies clustered with white silk ribbons, dewdrops glittering on the blooms. "Do I look pretty?" After handing the bridal bouquet to Yin Cheng, Jen spun gleefully in the center of the living room.

The layers of her pink skirt created sweet, lively circles in the air. Her face was flushed with excitement, as if she were the bride, not Yin Xiaomo, who sat smiling softly on the sofa. "Sister Jen is so beautiful, and your dress is gorgeous!" Carefully setting the bouquet down, Yin Cheng nodded firmly with a smile.

The happiness blooming in his heart was as profuse as those flowers. His older sister was getting married. Though he hated to see her go, and hated that someone else would now be the most important person in her life, she was starting her own family, and someday there would be lovely little babies.

Today should be her happiest day. "Ou Chen arranged this dress. He also arranged yesterday's beauty treatment," Jen stopped spinning, looking at Xiaomo with a wide smile.

"Xiaomo, Ou Chen truly spoils you. He won't let you lift a finger to prepare, handling every single detail of the wedding himself! Even Pan Nan's bridesmaid dress...

Haha, you'll see when she gets here!" The morning sun illuminated Yin Xiaomo's face, making it pure white, like aged ivory. Her smile was very serene. She listened quietly as Jen chattered on.

"Xiaomo..." Jen sat beside her, gripping her hand tightly. "You will be happy, you absolutely will be happy! Ou Chen loves you so much, he could practically lay the entire world at your feet!

Oh, and you know that hateful tabloid, Weekly Scandal? The Ou Corporation has acquired it completely. And Orange Media also had a massive share acquisition by the Ou Corp.

So from now on, no reporter will ever speak ill of you again. Today's wedding will be absolutely, perfectly flawless!" Yin Xiaomo paused slightly. She didn't much care about the reporters; it was Jen's tone that was so excited and joyful, yet her own hand felt faintly cool and tense.

"Jen..." "You must be happy! You will be happy! Xiaomo...

really, you will find happiness. You made the right choice, you will be the happiest woman in the whole world!" Jen tried to convince herself with this tone—yes, Xiaomo's decisions had always been correct, and this would be no exception! Yet, tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and she quickly lowered her head, awkwardly wiping them away.

"Sister Jen!" Yin Cheng offered Jen a tissue. Seeing her weep, a sudden, heavy ache gripped his own heart. He quickly coughed, forcing a smile.

"Thank you for bringing the bouquet, Sister Jen; that saves me a trip." "I will," Yin Xiaomo laced her fingers with Jen's, squeezing back. Raising her tear-reddened eyes, she smiled at Jen. "Everything will be fine.

I won't regret it. Don't worry, I will also work hard... to make myself happy..." "Mmm!" Jen's tears burst forth again.

She cried and laughed simultaneously, looking as disheveled as a child, repeatedly exclaiming, "Oh my goodness, I'm such a fool... Ah, my makeup, my makeup must be ruined!" Just as the house was filled with a chaotic atmosphere of happiness tinged with reluctance, Pan Nan arrived. Just as Jen had said, Pan Nan's bridesmaid outfit was certainly worth seeing.

Because she notoriously disliked pink and dresses, the designer Ou Chen hired had created a strikingly handsome and unique ensemble specifically for her. It was a long-sleeved white chiffon shirt, paired with a fitted, pink vest. Under the vest, a layer of fine, sheer pink lace provided a delicate, skirt-like drape.

The lower half consisted of tight white trousers, white boots accented with a few pink crystals. The look was as dashing as a boy's, yet carried a hint of feminine allure. Summer of Foam III