Zhou Zixian looked triumphantly at the stage, her eyes filled with mocking light. She had drunk a bit too much just now and felt an urge to visit the restroom, but she forcefully held it back!
Because she couldn't wait to see Ni Yang make a fool of herself!
What if she missed it because she went to the restroom?
So what if she's beautiful?
Even if she's beautiful, she's just a gorgeous imbecile.
Ni Yang glanced at the audience below before slowly beginning to speak.
"Respected guests and dear friends, good afternoon to everyone—"
Following a brief introduction in Chinese, she switched to French.
A string of fluent French spread through the air, and the chaotic wedding scene suddenly quieted down as everyone's gaze turned towards the stage.
Oh my god!
The girl on stage was too beautiful for words!
Her beauty was breathtaking even without makeup; every frown and smile exuded endless charm.
Her scent wafted through the gentle breeze, beauty evident in her skin and bones.
