The next day, Lin Fan drove his Mercedes-Benz G-Class to the Yi family's neighborhood early in the morning.
At this time, there were six shiny Mercedes-Benz cars parked neatly at the entrance of the community.
Obviously, these were all wedding cars.
Today, Wang Xiaodong was wearing a black suit, and his hair was neatly combed. He looked at the Mercedes wedding car in front of him and nodded slightly.
When he turned around, he saw a Mercedes-Benz driving over from a distance.
Then, the window of the Mercedes-Benz slowly rolled down.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Xiaodong, I'm not late, am I? Congratulations on your wedding."
After saying that, Lin Fan got out of the car and handed over the pure gold lovebirds and a red packet.
Wang Xiaodong was a little surprised and said, "No... You're not late. We're preparing to pick up the bride. Thank you."
