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Flipping through his phone.
"Sicheng, you're here! I've been looking for you for ages,"
Zu He suddenly arrived, walking towards Zhou Sicheng as he spoke, "Why don't we join a table and play for a while?"
Zhou Sicheng was unenthusiastic, "Play what? You should just focus on being a good groomsman."
He glanced at Zu He, then continued to look at his phone.
Zu He took a seat next to Zhou Sicheng, exhausted from running around.
After sitting down, he tugged at his tie.
There was bottled water on the table; he grabbed one and took a big gulp, then said, "The wedding is still a while away, I'm bored to death."
He put down the bottle and continued to grumble, "I mean, Yan Zao could have had a bridesmaids' group too, so there'd be some girls to chat with. Just Wen Jing alone, it's really no fun."
When Wen Jing was mentioned, Zhou Sicheng shifted his gaze from the phone screen, looked at Zu He with amusement, and asked, "Isn't she quite the conversationalist?"
