...
The stylist placed the last piece of jewelry on Hua Nuan's wrist, and the butler respectfully knocked and entered.
"Madam, Mr. Huo has already gone to the church, Hong En and Hua Ruyi are visiting, Hua Ruyi wishes to see you."
Hua Nuan narrowed her eyes.
"Shall I meet now, or at the wedding site?"
Initially, she didn't want Hua Ruyi to attend the wedding banquet.
Hua Nuan pondered for a moment, pursing her cherry lips.
"Let them in, I'll see them now."
"Very well."
The butler had no doubts about Hua Nuan's instructions and immediately proceeded to prepare.
...
In a short while, Hong En pushed Hua Ruyi into the living room.
Hua Ruyi's legs had yet to heal and she couldn't walk independently, relying on a wheelchair.
Hua Nuan glanced slightly at the woman, whose complexion was extremely poor, and curled her lips upwards.
It seemed that the woman had indeed had a distressful time these days.
Well, knowing that Hua Ruyi was distressed satisfied her.
