The bell slowly rang in the hall at twelve o'clock. The simple and solemn bell made everyone subconsciously hold their breaths. When the big bell rang for the twelfth time, the dark brown mahogany door slowly opened to both sides, revealing an extremely compatible couple outside.
Shi Man's left hand was firmly held in Yi Zheng's palm. Her right hand was holding her mother's arm. She was wearing a tight white gauze dress that reached her ankles. The irregular accessories at her waist perfectly highlighted the curves of her waist, and the skirt of the fishtail revealed the slenderness of her legs.
Yi Zheng tightened his grip on her hand, frowning slightly before letting go.
Tang Zhe could see it clearly from the side and naturally understood what his master meant.
