The wedding was nearing its end, and it was time for the bouquet toss. All the unmarried girls crowded to the front of the stage, and Qi Jingren squeezed into the crowd, hoping to catch that bouquet symbolizing happiness and marriage.
Mr. Qin stood not far away, looking in the direction where Qi Jingren was, his eyes filled with tenderness and transforming his love for her into boundless gentleness.
Su Manning sat staring blankly among the guests, and Song Zhike noticed her, so he walked over and asked, "Aren't you going?"
He was referring to the bouquet toss.
"Better not," Su Manning looked up and smiled at him, "I'm already engaged, it wouldn't be quite right to go."
"Indeed," Song Zhike smiled, "Anyway, our wedding is coming up soon, let them fight for the bouquet."
