Chapter 2802 The Wedding Will Definitely Take Place

It was only a matter of time before she left the Qing family!

Qing Muchen had people prepare so many wedding dresses that the whole room was like a studio. No matter which direction you looked, the whole field of vision was full of snow-white.

Qing Muchen glanced at the wedding dresses one by one, took one he liked, and tried it on in front of Xixi.

He didn't know Mo Xier's measurements, nor did he know what style she was suitable for. In fact, subconsciously, when Qing Muchen had people prepare these, the marks in his head were all Xixi's.

The person who walked back and forth in front of him every day and kept wandering in his field of vision was her. When preparing everything related to the bride, Qing Muchen naturally brought Xixi into it.

He didn't know everything about Mo Xier, but he had seen, touched, and even measured Xixi, and he was familiar with her thoroughly.

The wedding dress he prepared was just a random one, and he tried it on Xixi. Whether it was the size, length, or style, it was unexpectedly suitable.

Qing Muchen seemed very satisfied. He used Xixi as a mannequin and tried out other dresses in front of her one by one.

All of them fit!

Each one seemed to be tailor-made for her.

Xixi let him do whatever he wanted with a blank expression. When all the dresses were tried, she suddenly asked, "Is it appropriate to let other women try on the wedding dress of your future wife?"

"So what?" He said in a very indifferent tone, as if he didn't mind this kind of thing at all.

Xixi's heart seemed to be poured with a bucket of ice, and suddenly it was cold.

Is this his attitude towards this marriage?

He treated the wedding dress like this because the person wearing the wedding dress didn't care at all, right?

Xixi's face seemed to change slightly.

Qing Muchen noticed it, but he didn't figure out the reason.

He had never been able to figure out women's minds.

He didn't care much. He called a stylist and started to have someone style Xixi again.

From the beginning to the end, he treated her like a doll, manipulating her as he wanted, and tossing her as he wanted.

Xixi stiffly let the stylist do what she wanted, and didn't say a word at first.

When the styling was confirmed, the stylist left and turned her eyes to Qing Muchen behind her. Her face was a little serious, "If Mo Xier has not been found, how are you going to end this wedding?"

"It doesn't matter. If it doesn't work this time, just try again next time." Qing Muchen didn't seem to mind this kind of question at all. If it doesn't work once, try again. She will come back sooner or later, and the wedding will be held smoothly sooner or later!

Xixi's expression froze again.

Did he have the other party in his grasp?

Qing Muchen didn't even look at her face. He paced around the room and checked other wedding-related things in the room.

Xixi stared at his back calmly, her lips moved, and when he was about to leave the room, her voice suddenly rang again, "Have you ever thought that the other party hasn't shown up, maybe just simply resisting this marriage?"

Her voice was raised very high, as if she was afraid that he couldn't hear it.

Qing Muchen's body stiffened with his back to her, and his steps stopped.

"No girl would like a marriage like this!" Xixi stood up, "I don't know what my husband looks like, what kind of person he is, whether he will love me, I'm not sure, and I don't have the right to decide the whole marriage from beginning to end!"