In the room, Lin Yuan sat under the red veil with a face full of helplessness. If Lady Liu hadn't repeatedly instructed her not to easily lift the veil, she would have rushed out to confront Lan Hua. When did she ever say Xia Zheng often sang to her? It's just nonsense!
Lan Hua didn't care about whether it was true or not; she was just using the tricks that the girls used to tease Xiao Ma during her own wedding on Xia Zheng now.
"This, this..."
There was a lot of stammering at the door, but no one spoke up.
The girls waiting on this side whispered among themselves and then burst into crisp laughter. No need to ask; they were certainly mocking Xia Zheng.
Cough cough, cough cough.
