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  When that time came, he could have whichever woman he wanted and bring them home with no qualms, and his wife could not say a word about it!

  As the wedding date drew near, however, he suddenly felt that his upcoming marriage was meaningless.

  Since Meng Qingxue’s departure, he had tried hitting the nightclubs to hunt for new prey as he did in the past, but he found those women with thick, gaudy makeup to be very unfamiliar and distant as though they were unreachable!

  Also, he found the idea of getting to know another woman and starting a relationship from scratch to be very tiring.

  Meng Qingxue’s lovely smile would involuntarily appear in his mind at times like that. She would be lying in his embrace, smiling obsessively at him while looking like a lazy yet alluring kitten.

  “Yancheng……” She would coo as she coiled her arms around his neck.

  “Mu Yancheng—”


  A sullen voice brought the man back to reality.

  Song Enya’s disgruntled look entered his vision as he came back to his senses. “Earth to you, Mu Yancheng! Did you hear what I just said?”


  “What?”


  “My gowns have to be custom-made by well-known designers, and I want at least five of such—two for the wedding day itself and three for the bridal photoshoot; can you do that?!”


  Her tone was harsh and impolite as though she was interrogating him or giving out an order.

  “Five gowns?!”


  He was quite taken back by how demanding she was.

  It was not the money problem; rather, he found them to be unnecessary. Preparing those things required not only money but also time and energy. He certainly did not have the patience and effort to prepare all those!

  Memories of Meng Qingxue involuntarily surfaced in his mind once more.

  He could still remember the time when they watched a TV program about the different styles and designs of wedding gowns. Her arms were hooked around his as he passed a remark, “A matrimonial gown is only a small part of the wedding ceremony; there’s no need to pay so much attention to it.”


  The woman, however, shyly replied, “It’s every girl’s ultimate dream to walk down the aisle in a beautiful gown with her beloved half!”


  Hearing that, he could not help asking her, “Is that your ultimate dream?”


  “Of course not!” After a beat, she said, “All I dream of is to stay by your side. Still, I’ll be really blessed if we can get married! I’m not picky with the gowns—a simple one will do; I don’t care about its price tag or brand!”


  She even proudly added, “Because I’ll look beautiful in whatever gown I wear!”


  That drew laughter from him, and he gave her an indulgent kiss. “What a sly, little thing you are! If you like it so much, I’ll get someone to custom-make one for you in the future!”


  “For real?!” she asked excitedly. “You will marry me?”


  He fell silent at that, however.

  She, too, knew that she had accidentally crossed a line with him, for the man had told her before that he had never once thought of marrying her when they got together.

  Back then, he totally did not expect himself to fall for her so deeply; the future of them being together looked bleak. He kept mum for a while before he eventually said, “Since this is your ultimate dream, I’ve decided; I’ll give you a wedding gown even if I can’t marry you in the future.”