"Holy moly, such a tycoon!" Yan Xia smirked.
"Stop talking, here comes the bride." Si Nuanqian gently cleared her throat, her gaze falling on a figure in the front row.
She had promised herself to forget, but whenever she caught sight of him, her gaze automatically followed.
Lost in thoughts, her gaze then unwittingly landed upon the adorable Lin Duoduo.
The flower girl's job was to walk ahead of the bride, sprinkling flower petals along the red carpet from the basket she held.
Today, Lin Duoduo sported a bun hairstyle with a small crown clipped on it. She wore a sky-blue dress, looking like a little angel who had descended from heaven.
With a small basket hanging from her chubby left arm and flower petals being proficiently scattered by her right hand, she was so adorable that one simply couldn't take their eyes off her.
Escorting the bride was a responsibility typically bestowed upon the father and so Mu Qianxun took a seat in the front row as soon as he walked in.