2nd month, 14th day, afternoon.
Somewhere on the outskirts of tuskana, Italy.
feng bujue, who was dressed in a suit, was standing at the door of a small church. he looked lazily at the parking lot, waiting for the guests who had yet to enter.
ruo yu, who was wearing a strapless bridesmaid dress, stood beside him. although her posture was dignified, her makeup and figure were also good, but her face ... had that "killer's expression".
because the wedding was about to start, the bride and groom had gone to do the final preparations. there weren't many guests who hadn't entered yet, so the welcoming work was finished by the best man and bridesmaid.
"i mean ... are you angry?" since no one was passing by, brother jue leaned against the wall and turned to talk to ruoyu.
"i didn 't." ruo yu said that, but her expression did not change.
"Then why did you put on such a scary expression?" Brother Jue said.
