Jiang Yuzhu, standing at the side, watched this intimate scene with an involuntary smile at the corner of her mouth.
She said lightly and self-mockingly, "It seems that I'm here today to feel the envy of a third wheel."
Upon hearing what Jiang Yuzhu said, Men Ling couldn't help but laugh. She looked at Jiang Yuzhu gratefully, "Sister Yuzhu, you're joking again, aren't we also always snubbed by you and your brother."
On hearing this, Jiang Yuzhu shyly glanced at Pei Jingchuan in the distance.
Under the dazzling stars of the outdoor wedding, Pei Yanqing, holding Men Ling's hand, walked to each table of guests for a toast.
The golden light shone on them, adding a touch of dreamy splendour.
At each table, the guests stood up, giving the newlyweds their sincere blessings and warm smiles.
Some guests quietly wished them, "May your love be as eternal and beautiful as the starry sky."