"Uh—" Mu Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, her eyes darting around, unsure if saying anything now would cause any problems.
Li An'an looked at her expression and understood most of it.
Sure enough, Mu Xiangwan cautiously said, "Chun Tianle..."
It felt like a heavy stone dropped in her heart, Li An'an's face changed abruptly, as though she were forcibly suppressing something.
With so many people in the compound, she had always assumed Su Chaoyang would choose someone like Zhang Yanjun to be the best man. Who would have thought he'd choose Chun Tianle—there was no need to delve deeper into the implications.
"Xiaowan, I—"
