Song Xiaodong hopped in, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry for sneaking into your boudoir without your permission."
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Shui Qingyue hurriedly shook her head, her expression quite excited, but at that moment she didn't know what to say to Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong looked at Shui Qingyue, his smile growing wider, and said, "You're going to be a bride tomorrow, congratulations."
Shui Qingyue looked at Song Xiaodong, bit her lip, and said, "Did you come just to congratulate me?"
Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "Yes, I've already told you, I would come to congratulate you on your big day, I have to keep my word."
Shui Qingyue felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart and said softly, "Thank you for coming."
Song Xiaodong frowned slightly and asked, "You're getting married, why aren't you more excited?"