She couldn't wait any longer and walked towards the door.
Song Qiaoqiao quickly stopped Lan Xiao.
"Lan Xiao, wait a little longer. I think that Wen Muchu is trying to use this method to prove to everyone that he will never give up on marrying you even if he has to go through a lot of difficulties. He's just trying to show everyone that he loves you and that you're his priceless treasure."
Lan Xiao's eyes gradually turned red.
She bit her lip and suppressed her impulse.
Song Qiaoqiao pulled her back to the bed and sat down.
Song Qiaoqiao put a red veil over Lan Xiao's head.
She was a happy bride-to-be, full of hope that her groom, her destined Prince Charming, would break through all difficulties and welcome her out of this room.
Wen Muchu, who was outside the house, had just finished his second glass of wine and had taken some time to adapt.
He picked up the third glass.
He didn't back down just because LAN xingbo backed down.
