In fact, this kind of questioning is just a formality, just a passing scene.
The marriage is a matter between Mù Qiānxún and Ou Zun, unrelated to others, and no one dares to oppose their marriage.
After all, Ou Zun has already announced Mù Qiānxún in such a high-profile manner.
Mù Qiānxún's small hand was held by Ou Zun, her four fingernails long and pressing into his palm, nervously sweating.
Ou Zun chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with endless tenderness, not caring in the slightest about how sacred the occasion was as he started chatting casually with her.
"What's going on? Nervous?"
Mù Qiānxún slowly withdrew an index finger from his hand with hesitation, the remaining three fingers pressing hard into the flesh of his palm.
"It's the third time! The third engagement! If it doesn't go through again, won't it be a big joke? How can I not be nervous?"
