"Really? I agree. You all worked so hard—go and collect your red envelopes."
However, it seems that once we get to the wedding venue, at the winery, there's bound to be another outfit change, and the amount in those red envelopes definitely won't disappoint.
The group went off feeling a mix of emotions. Ugh, sure, collecting the red envelopes was satisfying, but our souls took quite the beating, okay!
At this moment, Ou Beichen walked in and, upon seeing Qin Miaomiao dressed in her wedding attire, froze for a moment.
"Little Chen, you're here. Come over quickly."
Little Seventh heard this and thought: No way! She actually called him Little Chen. Why not call him Little Seventh instead?
Ugh, his brain must have short-circuited. Anyway, he was absolutely not going to admit that he was a bit jealous. "Little Chen" sounded so nice, so close!
"Sis."
He walked over to her, gazing at her face that was as radiant as a blooming peach blossom, and chuckled softly:
