After dealing with Tang Ming, this guy couldn't help but get affectionate with the beautiful Ghost Face, who's been regained, because things lost and found are always the sweetest.
In the venue, Liu Mengting sat at the table with an unpleasant expression, constantly checking the entrance: "Where did Tang Ming and Mu Zixin go? They should be out here entertaining guests, why are they nowhere to be seen?"
"Is there any need to wonder? They must be getting it on in the bridal chamber."
Li Xiaoli said while eating, dismissively curling her lips.
"No way! It's only noon, broad daylight... that's just ridiculous."
Su Xiaoxi looked at Li Xiaoli in disbelief.
"What's the big deal? When we were on the island, those two were always at it whenever and wherever, it's something we're long used to."
Li Xiaoli shrugged carelessly.
"Damn, outrageous bastards."
Liu Mengting cursed out loud, took a sip of wine, and ended up being spicy beyond words.
"Drink a little less."
