"No, no, this won't work, I need to come up with a good plan." Suddenly, a figure flashed through her mind, followed by a sharp thought: "Huo Bingxuan, oh right, how could I forget her."
On the second last day before the wedding, Lin Mubai received a rather helpless call from his good buddy.
"What's up, Qingfeng?" Could it be that there's another problem with the wedding?
Actually, Zuo Qingfeng wasn't too happy about this matter, but what could he do? His little wife had said, if Young Master Lin isn't the best man, she won't marry.
Initially, Young Master Lin had been excluded from the best man list, and for a simple reason: no man wants his best man to be more handsome and more noticed at the wedding than himself.
Getting no reply for a long time, Lin Mubai took the phone away from his ear and glanced at it: "That's odd, it didn't disconnect."
"Qingfeng, still there?"
"Yeah."
"What's up?" Lin Mubai's brow furrowed more deeply.
