Inside the shoe box, there is a pair of women's champagne-colored shoes with pointed toes.
Lilia couldn't help but laugh as she took the shoes out of the box. "You are really worried about my pregnancy to the point of bothering to prepare these shoes!"
"Ah, this is just a genuine concern. I'm not going to half-way prepare for this promotion anyway. Okay, let's see if there's any more trouble. If there isn't, let's go do the photoshoot!"
Claire stood up while smoothing the hem of the wedding dress.
Lilia turned in front of the mirror two more times, and just as she was about to leave, she felt that something was missing.
"Sister, the veil..."
"Oh yeah, what's wrong with me today?! I always forget everything!"
Claire quickly took the veil from the hanger after Lilia reminded her.
She tiptoed carefully, put a veil over her hair for Lilia, and a two meter veil spread out behind her like a waterfall.