Military Rose: the Cold-Faced Instructor's Beloved

In the fitting room of the bridal shop, I was adjusting my pristine white wedding dress. Tomorrow was my engagement ceremony with Jiang Ziheng. As the apple of the Su family's eye, this marriage was highly anticipated by both families. I smiled at myself in the mirror, imagining Ziheng's expression when he saw me tomorrow. "Nian'an, are you in there?" My best friend Lin Shiyu's voice came from outside the door. "Yes, almost there," I replied, adjusting my dress. "Um... I have something I want to tell you." Her voice sounded a little strange. I pushed open the door and saw Lin Shiyu standing there with a complicated expression. "What's wrong? You look..."