Stars In His Eyes
Chapter 848: Remarriage 10

Chapter 848: Chapter 848: Remarriage 10

Before He Zhilan could answer, the always silent He Teng spoke first, saying, "No, pick something else."

Then, he simply closed the portfolio he was holding and set it aside, asking the staff nearby, "Don’t you have any other wedding dresses here?"

None of the dresses in the portfolio matched the bridal gown He Teng had in mind.

"Why not? The one we saw just now looked good too!" Lin Chan got anxious, "That one looked good as well! He Mutou, do you not have any taste?"

"That one has an open back, I said no means no!" Although he didn’t utter the phrase ’defying public morals’, He Teng frowned disapprovingly, "I, as her husband, don’t think I see enough of Zhilan’s back, why should I let my wife show it to others?"

He Teng blurted that out without thinking, and after he said it, when he faced the dumbfounded expressions of He Zhilan and Lin Chan, he paused, shifted his gaze away in slight embarrassment, and asked the staff, "Do you have any of those big red ones, with the red bridal veils? It’s freezing in this weather, wearing that would also be warmer. Besides, as proper citizens, why should we get married in a foreign wedding dress? It’s not like our own country doesn’t have bridal gowns. I actually think our national bridal gowns are prettier than any other country’s!"

He Zhilan agreed with this point; she nodded in support at the side, saying, "I also like our national wedding dresses, they’re modest and pretty! They have a special charm!"

"You two, if you weren’t from the same family, you wouldn’t enter the same door; even your eyesight is questionable!" Lin Chan held her forehead with an expression that screamed she didn’t want to acknowledge these two antiquities.

Naturally, a store run by foreigners wouldn’t have big red wedding dresses, so Lin Chan, who came in high spirits, left almost in tears.

Driving the car, Lin Chan occasionally turned to look at the newlyweds in the back seat, heaving repeated sighs.

"Have you really decided to wear that kind of old-fashioned bridal gown?" Lin Chan asked persistently.

"I like it, and so does my brother, what do you think?" He Zhilan winked at Lin Chan, "When the time comes, my brother in his military uniform and me in my bridal gown, we will definitely look beautiful!" After saying that, He Zhilan also looked over to He Teng for his opinion, "Brother, what do you say?"

He Teng was relieved, to be honest, that He Zhilan didn’t want to wear a wedding dress; he preferred to see her in a big red bridal gown, rather than in some indecent foreign thing that either exposed the chest or the back.

However, this was only what He Teng thought inwardly; if He Zhilan insisted on wearing a wedding dress, He Teng wouldn’t object, he would only ask that He Zhilan choose one that was less revealing.

In the end, Lin Chan directly took the couple to an old tailor, where He Zhilan and He Teng were mesmerized by the bridal gown being made.

"Brother, it’s beautiful, isn’t it?" Since it was ordered by another customer, He Zhilan, no matter how stunning and fond of it she was, only dared to look without touching it, because it was real silk, extremely delicate, and a touch might snag it with her nails.

"It’s beautiful." Even the usually reticent He Teng did not skimp on praising the dress, and as he watched the old tailor take He Zhilan’s measurements, he fondly imagined what He Zhilan would look like in such a bridal gown.