Gu Anning immediately sent a message to Han Ziyuan, suggesting joining forces to drive Lu An’an away.
Han Ziyuan was packing her luggage for her return to China. When she saw the message, she smiled sarcastically.
She had some understanding of Gu Anning. All Gu Anning knew was to play some underhanded tricks.
How could she let such a person drag her down? She smiled confidently.
Lu An’an and Yan Yunge were no longer in a cold war since they had decided to get married.
Yan Yunge had prepared himself to try the wedding gowns with Lu An’an, and he rarely went to the company too. He relied solely on his assistant to spread the news.
At this moment, they were standing in front of the bridal shop under the name of Chen Huan’s studio.
“I never expect my intern to wear the wedding gown that I have designed.” Chen Huan still found it pretty novel.
“It may not necessarily be your design.” Yan Yunge said coldly as if he was very disdainful.
Chen Huan did not want to bicker with him, “That’s true. An’an can also make her wedding gown.”
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Lu An’an was chatting with the shop assistant inside, but she immediately fell in love with the wedding gown that Chen Huan had designed.
She really did not dare to imagine herself wearing the wedding gown designed by her idol at her wedding.
The duo outside the fitting room were chatting casually. When Lu An’an came out, they both held their breaths.
“You’re so beautiful.” Chen Huan said first.
Yan Yunge did not say anything, but he nodded in agreement. The Lu An’an now looked stunning.
Lu An’an lowered her head in embarrassment, “The wedding gown designed by Teacher Chen Huan is gorgeous.”
Chen Huan was afraid that this compliment would make the god of plague beside him unhappy again, so he quickly said excitedly, “President Yan, go and try on the groom’s suit as well.”
Yan Yunge walked into the fitting room in a good mood. As the studio had designed their outfits in complete sets, he changed and walked out within a short time.