She called Mingyue over: "Did Brother Yan come last night?"
Mingyue sat silently by the windowsill, glanced at her and said: "You don't know?"
Yun Ya looked puzzled.
"How would I know, I was asleep too." Mingyue rolled her eyes.
She must have dreamt of him, yet it felt so real. Never mind, don't think about it. Yun Ya got up, and Ah Yun brought over the dress Aunt Zhuang had sent last night. Yun Ya remembered that this dress used to belong to Dongfang Yi. Dongfang Yi would probably also attend today, and she wondered what trouble would arise upon seeing her wearing it.
"Put it away, change into something more low-key." Yun Ya waved her hand.
Ah Yun was puzzled: "Miss, why? This dress is so beautiful. I've never seen such a gorgeous dress, it's simply tailor-made for you, Miss. Wearing it, you'll definitely outshine everyone, letting them know you're Young Master Yan Song's fiancée. Anyone with extravagant hopes should weigh their appearance and temperament against yours."
