Chapter 882



882 What master Zhan did in the middle of the night

It was illuminated by bright lights.

There was a stack of papers in front of Rong Zhan.

He sat on the chair with a pencil in his hand, drawing on the white paper, and from time to time, he would draw in detail.

After a few strokes, the rough outline was drawn.

It looked like a piece of clothing, Yingluo, no, to be more specific, it might be a skirt, Yingluo, no, it wasn’t an ordinary skirt.

After a few more strokes, a rough outline was drawn on the paper.

Just by looking at the rough outline, one could not help but tremble in fear.

because …

The outline that appeared on the drawing paper was actually Xuanji’s wedding dress!

That’s right, it was a wedding gown.

The drawing paper rustled. Rong Zhan held a pen, his brows relaxing and frowning at times. He drew the outline on the drawing paper and designed a wedding dress himself in a very careful and serious manner.

For the woman he loved.

She said that her wedding dress had been torn apart, and it was as if the wedding in her dream had been torn apart as well. There was no way to fix it or make up for it.

Rong Zhan couldn’t forget the dejected look on her face when she felt sorry for the wedding dress.

He didn’t want her dream of a beautiful wedding to be destroyed.

In fact, he also felt that this wedding might have been a little rushed. He wanted to do it better, to the best of his ability.

Late at night.

Sang Xia was sound asleep, and in the study not far away from the corridor, there was a small light on.

His tall and slender figure sat on the chair just like that. There was a serious look in his eyes as he turned the wedding dress he had personally thought of for her in his mind from a fantasy to a painting under a brush, and finally, it became reality.

The tip of the pen rustled, and his figure was cast on the curtain. It was drawn very long by the light.

It was incomparably tall.

It was like a divine Phoenix.

Her sacred sedan.

Designing a wedding dress was definitely not something that could be done in a day. When she had told him about the destruction of the wedding dress, he had remained calm on the surface, but he had already decided in his heart that he would design one himself.

perhaps only the wedding dress that he had designed himself could make her feel no more regrets.

He didn’t want to see her sad at all.

Not even a little.

It was only after three in the morning that Rong Zhan put down everything in his hands and put the drawing paper away. He then left the study room and went to sleep with her.

She was still sound asleep. It seemed like there was no difference between Rong Zhan’s return and departure. However, the moment Rong Zhan got on the bed, she was like a child, spontaneously burrowing into the warmest embrace.

Rong Zhan thought that he probably couldn’t be more satisfied than this moment.

The person he loved so much was so dependent on him.

Even in his dreams.

the next day.

Rong Zhan was almost done packing up, so he was going to bring her to his brother’s place today.

However, since sang Xia was such a good sleeper, Rong Zhan did not wake her up. When she woke up again, it was almost noon. During this period of time, Rong Zhan had completely put aside his work and handed it over to the others to handle. He was especially at ease to accompany her until she gave birth and to protect her.

“Have you talked to junhang? isn’t junhang very busy?”

“No matter how busy I am, if I meet you, other things will have to wait.”

As Rong Zhan said that, he was helping sang Xia put on her shoes.

It was a pair of flats, but in his hands, it seemed to become a pair of crystal shoes. She had become a high and mighty Princess.

And he was just her Knight.

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