"Congratulations on your marriage, wishing you a hundred years of happiness."
Rong Yan: "..."
She suspects this dog is doing it on purpose, but there's no evidence!
Fu Yi, enjoying the spectacle, raised his peach blossom eyes and gently asked her, "It's so lively here, are you holding a party? Can I join?"
Rong Yan sneaked a glance at the approaching man, swallowed, "I, I don't think it's convenient, we're about to finish."
"Oh, my luck is so bad, I've missed two parties today."
Two parties?
What two parties?
In this situation, Rong Yan didn't have the energy to think much, only stared at the approaching man, gripping her right hand with her left, not knowing how to explain, "Well, I, Xixi and I had dinner and saw it's still early, so we invited friends to come and sing, these people..."
She said not to order "duck singers", but Gu Linxi insisted, now she's caught red-handed with a dozen "duck singers", can't explain it even if she jumps into the Yellow River.
