The two men didn't drink much. They finished their dinner after drinking about two or three cups each.
Tang Ji 'an and mu Mian entered the room together. Mu Guohui was still shouting from behind, " "Yingluo, you have to sleep on the sofa."
"We've already registered our marriage. We're married," mu Mian glared at her father.
Mu Guohui touched the back of his head. Oh, I almost forgot.
Cao Feng helped him up and waved to them. "Don't bother with him. You won't know who is who once the yellow soup is in your stomach."
Mu Mian's wedding night was a torturous one. It was unforgettable.
She thought to herself,'if I'm courting death, why should I stay at home?' She might as well go back to Si Nan mansion!
After a good night's sleep, mu Mian woke up first in the morning!
She had been dreaming the entire night. In her dream, she was nervous about how she was going to face Tang Ji 'an when she woke up in the morning.
