Day had barely broken when Wang Xiaoliang was awakened by a soft, moist kiss.
He opened his eyes to find Wei Zijin smiling down at him.
"You're awake? Qingyu just called and asked us to go over as her bridal family. A car will be here to pick us up soon. You'd better get up too."
"Bridal family? Whatever family you belong to, you're mine." Wang Xiaoliang reached out to pull Wei Zijin onto the bed.
"Such a smooth talker. Stop fooling around."
"Qingyu said you should stay with Zhou Qiang and Liu Xinyu. She's arranged for a makeup artist to come. She'll be here any minute."
"Makeup?" Wang Xiaoliang was instantly wide awake. "Men need makeup too?"
"Some men wear makeup too. She'll probably just style your hair and make you look a little sharper." Wei Zijin smiled and pinched his cheek. "It's a wedding, after all. You should look a little more formal."
Li Lanxiang's voice came from the hallway. "Zijin, let's go! The car's here! Qingyu's hurrying us along. She said the makeup artist will do our makeup over there."
"Coming!" Wei Zijin called back.
She quickly kissed Wang Xiaoliang on the lips again.
"Hurry up and get out of bed!"
With that, she jogged out of the room, leaving a waft of fragrance behind her.
Lying in bed, Wang Xiaoliang touched his lips.
He quickly rolled out of bed, washed up, and took the suit Liu Xinyu had specially made for him out of the wardrobe and put it on.
Standing before the mirror, even Wang Xiaoliang himself paused in surprise.
A gray suit and a white shirt.
The man in the mirror stood tall and straight, the well-tailored suit giving his shoulders a particularly striking shape.
Clothes really did make the man, just as a