"Hello..." she replied timidly, "My name is Liang Zhirou."
"You're so beautiful."
"Th-thank you."
With Chen Lu absent, Liang Zhirou felt extremely uncomfortable and didn't dare to look up at anyone.
She actually knows that she's only a bully at home.
She's good at flirting with Chen Lu, but making her talk to strangers is worse than killing her.
But now, facing Chen Lu's best friend's girlfriend, she suddenly felt that she had to perform well and not embarrass Chen Lu.
After a long while.
Is the person you've been staring at your husband?
Sun Ruoxi pointed at Chen Lu on the stage and asked, "I feel that Liang Zhirou's eyes are always shining when she looks at Chen Lu, it doesn't seem like they're just boyfriend and girlfriend."
When Liang Zhirou heard someone she didn't know very well ask her that question, she suddenly felt a little nervous.
She thought for a moment, and since no one else could hear her anyway, she simply shamelessly hummed in agreement.
"Yes, that's my husband."
Looking up at Chen Lu standing on the stage again, she felt as if she had done something wrong, her face flushed and her heart pounding.
......
Chen Lu didn't stay on stage the whole time; he found a break and sneaked off.
When he sat down next to Liang Zhirou, this simpleton was still intently watching the center of the venue, his beautiful eyes seemingly sparkling and trembling slightly.
"Do you want to get married?" Chen Lu asked with a wicked grin as he leaned close to the girl's ear.
Liang Zhirou lowered her head and fidgeted with her fingers, too embarrassed to speak.
Chen Lu sat down in Lin Miaomiao's seat, took the girl's hand, and continued to look at the center of the venue.
The newlyweds exchanged rings amidst cheers, the surrounding scenery changing rapidly until finally the entire venue went dark, with only the spotlight shining on the two of them.
Jiang Chao, that bastard, really knows how to spend money; the wedding was incredibly lavish.
Since this guy has already arranged the Western-style wedding, he and Liang Zhirou can have a Chinese-style wedding later.
Liang Zhirou is perfectly suited to wearing that kind of clothing.
Last year on Qixi Festival, this silly guy dressed up in ancient costume, looking just like someone who had stepped out of ancient Jiangnan. It was the feeling of a long-haired woman holding an oil-paper umbrella walking alone on a bridge in the drizzle of an ancient city, suddenly turning around and smiling at you. His eyes almost popped out of his head.
He was certain that Liang Zhirou would look beautiful in that kind of traditional Chinese wedding dress, all in red with a touch of rouge.
Chen Lu nodded to himself, adding another note to his mind, following the requirement that the bridal chamber must have a bathtub.
"I'll go help fend off the drinks, you eat more." After a while, Chen Lu saw that the table in the distance had started drinking, so he gently patted Liang Zhirou's hand.
The girl nodded obediently, "Okay~"
The wedding proceeded smoothly and uneventfully, and in the end, both the hosts and guests were happy.
Liu Yan, dressed in her wedding gown, accompanied Jiang Chao as he toasted everyone. Just as she was about to sit down and rest, a hotel waiter carrying a bouquet of flowers suddenly rushed up to her.
"What's wrong?" she asked curiously.
The waiter held the bouquet forward and said earnestly, "A lady asked me to deliver this to you before she left."
He specifically emphasized that it was a girl; if it were a boy, he wouldn't even dare to take the job, let alone deliver flowers to the bride at her wedding...
Thankfully, it was a girl.
Liu Yan took it in a daze. It was a bouquet of red roses with a greeting card attached.
The card read in continuous lettering: Happy Wedding. Behind the card was a whale necklace, which shimmered under the venue lights.
"Why is there a necklace...?"
Liu Yan had just raised the necklace halfway when she suddenly froze, her eyes trembling uncontrollably.
This is something that all four of them in the dorm had; when the semester first started, Mo Yuqing gave each of them one.
She glanced back instinctively and saw that Xu Ningle and Zhai Liya were still sitting at the table, chatting and laughing, and hadn't left at all.
"What does that person look like!" Liu Yan's tone suddenly became very impatient.
The waiter was startled and gestured, "She's a very pretty young lady, quite tall, with a long ponytail..."
Where is she?
"I don't know, that young lady left immediately after the wedding..."
On the other side.
Liang Zhirou had just put down her chopsticks when her phone suddenly vibrated.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a text message from an unknown number.
"Let's meet up. I'll wait for you at the coffee shop next door."
"You should be able to guess who I am."
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