Zhao Mengmeng nearly lost her eyeballs the moment she recognized the person coming.
Was she hallucinating? This man was today's groom; how could he possibly be here?
Disbelieving what she was seeing, Zhao Mengmeng vigorously rubbed her eyes.
After a long while, Kus's figure didn't disappear; instead, it got closer and closer.
"You..." Zhao Mengmeng stared at the scene with a gaping mouth, not even missing the red flower on his pocket.
This was attire for a joyous occasion, only...
"Why are you here?" Zhao Mengmeng asked cautiously.
Actually, what she wanted to ask even more was whether he could have possibly run away from his wedding?
This question, seemingly ordinary, was so staggering that just thinking about it overwhelmed her.
That's highly unlikely, right?
If Kus dared to do so, wouldn't that thoroughly offend the An Family?
"What, not happy?" Pei Chenyang tugged at the corner of his mouth, a hint of anger flickering in his dark eyes.