"Ruoruo, Qin Lan, congratulations!" Father Leng said with a smile as he congratulated the two.
"Thank you, Uncle Leng, but you don't have to rush, I guess you're not far from being promoted to a grandfather too!" Huangfu Ruo said with a laugh as she hugged Luo Xiaoqian's arm, her gaze falling on Leng Zimo next to her, "Right, Brother Zimo?"
Leng Zimo gave a faint smile. Although Huangfu Ruo was not his sister, she was like a sister to him in his eyes, and he never minded when she joked with him.
Luo Xiaoqian's face felt a little hot, and she was too embarrassed to interject, so she just opened the wedding invitation.
The invitation was extremely exquisite, listing the time and the place. Seeing the words "Provence, France" in the location column, Luo Xiaoqian raised her face in surprise, "Provence, you're going to have your wedding there?"