When Bai Bing handed the bouquet to Tang Yanqi, she realized that Tang's palm was sweaty from nervousness.
Bai Bing took a tissue and wiped her hand: "Don't be nervous."
Tang Yanqi looked up, her watery eyes gazing at her friend, and swallowed: "I'm afraid of making a fool of myself."
Bai Bing couldn't help but laugh: "What are you afraid of? Mr. Sheng will take care of everything."
Tang Yanqi blinked, thinking, yes, with him taking care of everything, even if she stumbled because she wasn't used to high heels, he would still be there for her.
"Let's go, it's time."
Tang Yanqi slowly stood up, holding the bouquet, while Bai Bing and Qi Cheng helped her adjust the train of her wedding dress and the long veil from behind.
As she came out of the room, the carpet outside was strewn with rose petals. She stepped carefully on the soft carpet and petals, walking to the staircase.
