Unexpectedly, the one who caught the bouquet was Yu Luoluo, the one who was hiding on the side and didn't participate in the procession.
Currently, Yu Luoluo held the bouquet of flowers in her hands, facing the envious, jealous and hate-filled gazed of the other single ladies. She helplessly looked towards Ling Tianya.
"Sister Tianya, this… I don't want it!"
Yu Luoluo's words caused hoots of laughter.
Ling Tianya tried to contain her smile. "If it's yours, you can't hide from it. Your fated one might appear at any time."
"Really?" Yu Luoluo pouted, looking reluctant.
With the flower tossing event completed, the wedding ceremony was just about done. The next part was the newlywed's toast.
