Wen Xian then understood—it wasn't just a simple greeting.
A long-haired, braided girl made a request to them, "Sir, Miss, we've had a bit of an unexpected situation at our wedding today. Our best man and maid of honor are stuck on the road and can't make it. Could you do us a favor and fill in for them?"
At these words, Wen Xian's eyebrows twitched slightly.
What a coincidence?
She glanced at Lu Xiao, wanting to hear his opinion, and Lu Xiao met her gaze, saying lightly,
"It's up to you. We can leave or stay and help them out in a pinch."
With the conversation getting to this point, it seemed almost rude not to stay.
Wen Xian barely hesitated before nodding her head, smiling, "Sure."
But something seemed to occur to her, and she added, "But I'm pregnant, could that be a problem..."
"Not at all! Don't worry, we'll make sure you aren't overexerted."
Their response was quick and decisive, as if they had done this numerous times.
