At this time, there were less than twenty-four hours left before the wedding. Unless Qing Muchen flew directly to Sicily immediately, otherwise, the wedding ceremony would definitely be too late.
Tong Xiyao stared at the time on her phone again and again. Seeing that the time was getting closer, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
In the early morning of the wedding day, news came from the airport that surprised everyone in the family.
Qing Muchen's special plane flew to Sicily!
Just like when he disappeared, he still didn't say hello to anyone, and no one knew the reason for his sudden change of mind.
The Mo family on the 8th was extremely busy. Mo Xier had been surrounded by a large group of servants ever since he came back.
The wedding dresses prepared by Qing Muchen were delivered to her at some point. They were displayed in rows in her dressing room, occupying most of the room.
Her facial features are extremely delicate and her temperament is ethereal. For a girl like her, the styling generally does not need to be too complicated. Simply decorate it, and the effect will be even better.
From makeup to hair, she didn't spend much time.
There are many jewelry boxes on the dressing table, from the head to the neck to the hands.
It was all prepared by Qing Muchen.
I personally delivered it to Mo's house a few days ago.
Mo Xier sat in front of the dressing table, opened a box, took out a necklace inside and looked at it.
Qing Muchen is very particular about the things he chooses. Under the seemingly simple appearance, there is often low-key luxury. This is the commonality of all his jewelry this time.
The bright diamond reflects a dazzling light under the light, which is a bit dazzling.
Mo Xier stared at the necklace quietly for a long time, then took it out and put it on her slender neck.
"The things Master Qing has chosen are very suitable for the lady's style!" A maid who helped with her hair sighed sincerely.
Mo Xi'er was just staring at the time on her phone and ignored her words.
There are still nine hours until the wedding ceremony is officially held.
nine long hours
Qing Muchen arrived a few minutes later.
The private plane flew all the way.
When we arrived, it was just dawn in Sicily.
No one seemed to have slept in the Mo family last night. The whole castle was brightly lit. Along the gate to the main house, all the lights were turned on, as if waiting for his arrival.
Qing Muchen walked down the quiet path in the garden step by step, his long legs staggered with each other, and the echoes lingered for a long time with each step.
As soon as he appeared at Mo's house, the bodyguard at the door called Mo Xi'er.
Mo Xier stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her skirt trailing to the floor was very long, her beautiful back cast a hazy halo in the morning light, and her face did not cause the slightest disturbance due to his arrival.
Qing Muchen strode towards this side, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the huge garden and could be heard from far away.
The servant led him to Mo Xier's door. After arriving, he pushed the door open with a bang.
In the room, a woman in white gauze stood quietly in front of the transparent and clean glass window with her back to him. The exquisite lace outlined her delicate back. The backless wedding dress revealed most of her flawless and beautiful back. The skin seemed to be glowing in the sun, and it was a bit dazzlingly white.
The curves of her back were very soft, and the dress he carefully selected perfectly outlined her figure, as if it was tailor-made for her.
All her beauty was brought out to the extreme in the dress he chose.