Tiana Williams took the insulated mug beside her, twisted it open, poured half a cup of warm water, and started to drink.
"Right, it's all arranged. Get familiar with the wedding process in the next few days. The team has already gone over, and they'll send back photos from the venue. Take a look and see if you're satisfied. If not, we'll make changes..."
At those words, Tiana Williams couldn't help but chuckle. "If you send everything back to me for approval, what surprises will be left for the actual day? Senior, you should take a look. I have great faith in your aesthetic judgment..."
In this matter, Tiana Williams was certainly not lying. The Great Demon's aesthetic judgment, in her view, was indeed high level—at least several notches above her own penchant for the flashy and ostentatious.
So, leaving these tasks to him felt quite hassle-free, and it also ensured the integrity of her visual aesthetics. Why not, right?
"You're just lazy."
