The bouquet-garter toss (1)

First came Jian and Leina to stand on the altar once again to become the props for the bouquet and garter toss. If anybody else would step in right now, they would be blasted with an air of ongoing war as if bloodshed was about to take place.

The bachelors, especially the guys, had pledged to catch the garter by any means possible to become the next groom in line, which is why Nian, Zixin, Yunru, Siying and Yuhan looked extremely focused and alert.

Chyou nudged Yating's elbow and looked at him suspiciously. "You don't want to be a part of the garter toss?"

He scratched his chin. "Not really. Right now, I am just taking it easy in the love department and focusing on work," he lightly chuckled. "Becoming the next fated groom is far from my agenda."

"It's not just about actually becoming the groom. What if it means that you meet your fated person soon~?"

"Hmmm looks doubtful," he tilted his head.

She gasped. "Who told you such nonsense?"