After a burst of laughter from the crowd, Ye Wuge finally called for the two of them to enter from the stage.
Xiao Chen raised his arm with a smile, and Lan Yue was just about to take it.
But An Ziqi walked over from the side and spoke to them.
"This part should be done by Lan Yue's family, walking her over and handing her to you. Although her relatives aren't here, we cannot slack off. Let me be her family today."
Xiao Chen glanced at her, "Why should I hand over my soon-to-be wife to you? What if you extort me later, I'm broke."
An Ziqi looked at him speechlessly and pouted, "Don't worry, I'll hand her over to you intact."
Xiao Chen held Lan Yue's hand tightly.
Lan Yue looked at him somewhat puzzled, not knowing what had gotten into him, gently patted his hand.
She whispered, "If someone extorts you, will you not marry me? Why so stingy, go on, everyone's waiting."
"Xiao Chen," Nuoyan called from the front.
