"Isn't this your first wedding night, why so excited?"
Despite the mocking words, his arm had already lifted to grasp Huangfu Jue's hand.
"Congratulations, groom!"
Huangfu Jue smiled, interlacing his fingers with his brother's, pulling him over and bumping shoulders with him.
This was an action the brothers shared since childhood to show closeness.
Brothers united, fathers and sons fight battles together.
Having walked this path together, Huangfu Jue and Gan Yuan's best friend, Huangfu Qi, knows them best, and he has helped them a lot.
Brothers born from the same womb have a great understanding.
Many things need no words, they are understood.
Exchanging a glance and a smile, Huangfu Qi voluntarily moved aside.
"Go wait for your bride!"
With a nod, Huangfu Jue turned and walked into the chapel to wait.
At this time, on the street outside the church, the motorcade carrying the bride was approaching.
