Bi Xia finished speaking, and everyone, including the groom on the horse, stared at Bi Xia with confusion.
Xu Renfei quickly understood Bi Xia's intention, after all, they were filming a show, and in the absence of any known rules, every sudden occurrence might be part of the program.
Moreover, Xu Renfei knew Bi Xia well—if Bi Xia hadn't noticed something wrong, she wouldn't have stopped the bridal sedan.
What? You think Bi Xia might have a crush on that young lady?
Xu Renfei chuckled, "Honestly, do you think Bi Xiaojiu, who has Mr. Qin, would care about your young lady?"
Most importantly, our Bi Xiaojiu is... bent... no, was bent, thank you!
Xu Renfei shook his head as he walked to Bi Xia's side, looking at the still confused crowd, grinning, "What are you all staring at? Didn't you hear what Mr. Jiu said?!"
"If you want the bride to pass, tell us a story!" Xu Renfei stomped on the other side of the sedan chair's pole, "Oh, ps! The story refers to your love story!"
