My Substitute Wife is a Bigwig (Loud and Lily) novel Chapter 166

Loid's messages flooded in.

"I haven't seen you the whole day. I miss you."

"Have you eaten?"

"Do you have medicine that can make a person grow up sooner? I can't wait to get married to you right after you turn 20."

"My wound hurts!"

Lily glanced at the messages and tapped away on her phone. She replied, "Not even a scar is left from your gunshot wound."

The text was succinct and cold.

After reading her reply, Loid texted back with a long line of ellipses. Lily just gave it a cursory glance before putting away her phone coolly.

Melanie, who was standing across from Lily, was overwhelmed by a warm and fuzzy feeling in her heart. She couldn't believe how considerate and caring Lily was. How did she get such a wonderful daughter-in-law?

Lily checked the time and said, "Melanie, it's getting late."

Melanie snapped out of her thoughts. She said with a smile, "We still have time."

Pausing slightly, she then added, "Are you really not selling the cream?"

Lily lowered her gaze and pursed her lips. "Do you want me to sell it?"

Lily smiled and said nothing more. A driver came to pick Melanie and her up. When they arrived at the hotel, there were ten minutes left before the banquet started.

Many people had already arrived. The Laurier family's car was easily recognizable, mainly due to its ostentatious license plate, which no one could miss.

As soon as the car stopped, those who were still at the hotel entrance paused to watch. Everyone knew that tonight's banquet was hosted by the Laurier family for their future daughter-in-law. Thus, they were all curious about Loid's fiancée and wondered what she was like.

Melanie was the first to step out of the car. She wore a luxurious sky-blue gown. With her elegant updo, she exuded nobility and grace.

Following her, Lily stepped out of the opened car door next. She wore a pair of pale pink high heels. Her slender, fair legs looked long and elegant as she stepped out. Her white evening gown was tailored to perfection, accentuating her figure perfectly. Her face was exquisite; she looked like an ethereal fairy.

The world seemed to fall silent. No one spoke, and one could even hear the sounds of people's breathing.