It was early in the morning. Qingchen and Qian Meng were separated after breakfast and all the things necessary for dressing up were taken to the cabins on either side.

Mo Qingchen stood in front of the mirror and put on the suspenders, feeling a bubble of anxiety as the cameras focused on him. He looked at it and heard the cameraman chuckle.

"Mr. Mo, don't be conscious. Dress as you normally would," he said.

Qingchen couldn't help but grumble. Even Qian Meng didn't make him wear suspenders. Moreover, she was much better at dressing him up than he could ever be.

As he slid the tie off the hanger and whipped it around his neck, he really wished that she was here to help him with it.

Despite his thoughts, he swiftly tied the knot and settled it centrally. He looked up at the mirror, adjusted his cuffs, and then glanced away.

The time on the clock showed that he was getting married in an hour.

Unlike last time, when he hadn't been nervous or even happy about the event, this time, he was looking forward to how she would look in the dress.

She had refused to show him that bit. Everything else, he had an opinion in. The dress alone, she refused to show. She had done the fittings herself and made sure he didn't even drive her to the location lest he peeked inside the store.

About this matter, she was superstitious. When he asked her why she shrugged.

"You never had that one moment when you were stunned to see me. I want to give you that. I know people say it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, but actually, I think seeing the dress with the hairdo and the makeup… it's the thing of dreams. You see me in my most beautiful moment without a memory of anything on me to taint it."

She nodded sagely after that.

He had scoffed. "You take my breath away every morning. It doesn't matter what clothes you wear. I find you stunning because you are in those clothes. They have no particular attractive qualities to charm me." His cheeky grin made him smack her.

"Humor me for now. You will know what I mean when I walk down the aisle."

And therefore, like the obedient husband that he was, he left her to her plans and waited to be stunned by her as she had wished.

Qian Meng on the other hand was getting into the dress and putting on her jewelry without a hint of worry. On the day they had gotten the wedding certificate, she had felt her heart at her throat and she was suffocating under the pressure of what she was about to do.

But now, it was as simple as breathing.

For a curious second, she wondered if Mo Qingchen was getting into the clothes without a problem. On most days when he needed to wear a tie, she would take the small stool and stand on it. She would slowly tie it for him because he always said he was not good at it.

She had a sneaking suspicion that he liked to see her face up close and look down at her lashes as she concentrated on him. She suspected that he liked kissing her forehead. She was sure was the feather-like kiss on her hair was supposed to be a secret affair that he was amused by.

She allowed him that.

Mo Yize and Li Li Hua were the ones fussing over her dress.

"I got you everything for the ritual!" Mo Yize said quickly.

Qian Meng looked up at her in surprise.

"I knew you would forget about it, so I got it for you," she smiled.

"I already have something new and something blue. Do you have something old and borrowed?" Qian Meng asked.

"I prepared those, too," she whined. "Anyway. I found that smoky quartz crystal necklace that you loved to wear at university. I borrowed it from you and then forgot to give it back. I found it while cleaning by room." Yize pulled it out of the pocket in her dress and showed it to Qian Meng.

"I looked for that for so long!" Qian Meng scolded. "I can't wear it with the dress," she told Yize.

"Trust my judgment. You have a button holding the collar up and the whole back is empty. I will attach this to the button at the back."

Qian Meng blinked. "That's not a bad idea. And what about the borrowed?"

"Mom brought a brooch that matches the blue hairpin and the earring you are going to wear."

Yize had gone to her to fit the dress and choose the jewelry. The blue hairpin and the earring were part of The Shift collection. As it had been discussed, they were going to use the wedding video to promote it.

Qian Meng watched as her dress came together.

"Do you think Qingchen can tie his necktie properly?" she spoke out loud after a moment of silence.

Li Li Hua stiffened. "Why do you ask that?" she voiced.

"He always makes me do it for him when he wears one. He keeps saying that he is very bad at tying neckties," Qian Meng informed in a small voice.

Yize giggled without speaking and Li Li Hua broke into laughter. "The boy must have fooled you because he likes it when you tie it for him."

Qian Meng's eyes widened in surprise. "I was suspicious but…"

"He was the class prefect in school. He can tie a necktie in various ways and perfectly. He is strict when it comes to dress code." Li Li Hua watched as Qian Meng glared at the mirror.

In her head, she was planning on how to punish her husband.

"Are you trying to rub it in? Everyone knows how much your husband loves you," Yize teased. She smacked Qian Meng's ass playfully and then hastily backed away out of Qian Meng's reach.

"Hey!" Qian Meng called with a laugh. Mo Yize… after months of therapy, she seemed to have developed back to her bubbly self.