At the wedding banquet, not only university classmates and Zhang Qian, who had known Xiang Kun beforehand, were discussing him, but also many guests who had met him for the first time in the last two days, especially those who were older.
This active, well-spoken, memory-superior bald groomsman who could remember almost everyone's names had indeed left a deep impression on them.
Now Xiang Kun was consistently by the groom's side, and everyone who caught sight of that distinctive bald head could not help but praise him.
While being praised is a good thing, given Xiang Kun's current circumstances, he didn't exactly want to leave a strong impression on too many people. Fortunately, most people's interaction with him barely lasted beyond a few sentences during the wedding banquet, so any impression they had of him should fade quickly thereafter.
Just as the bride and groom were giving their speeches on stage, a voice outside the banquet hall caught his attention.
