Tang Yuran sighed deeply and then obediently sat at the living room table, flipping open the wedding dress album and started looking through it seriously.
Ah... this wedding dress is so beautiful... that one is also so beautiful...
Every single wedding dress looked especially stunning, which made it so difficult for her to choose...
Tang Yuran rested her chin in her hands, staring at the pristine wedding dresses in the album, and suddenly felt a bit hopeless.
Just as she didn't know what to do, the ringtone of her phone suddenly went off.
Tang Yuran glanced at her phone and saw that it was a call from Qin Yiyi.
She quickly picked up her phone and pressed the answer button, "Hello, Yiyi."
"Youyou, I heard you're back??" Qin Yiyi's crisp voice came from the other end of the line.
