I'm Getting Married, Are You Coming?

In the ward.

"Bo Silin! Bo Silin! F*ck! Quickly look at Su Feifei."

Bo Xi held her phone and did a live broadcast, her high heels clattering against the ground as she rushed into the ward.

Her footsteps suddenly came to a halt. The next second, question marks filled her face.

Bo Silin turned around in his suit.

His tall figure was filled with a sense of self-restraint, and he was even wearing a pair of metal-rimmed glasses. He reached out and pushed his glasses, and his slender fingers patted his clothes. His entire person looked like he had walked out of a comic.

"What are you doing?"

"It's my wedding today. Are you coming?" He smiled.

Bo Xi was speechless.

Bo Silin took his phone and walked out of the door. "I don't know if she would like this suit though..."

"Bo! Silin! What are you doing!"

Her roar echoed throughout the hospital.