An'an was here, and she had caught the bouquet!
Tang Mo'er pushed Gu Mohan away roughly and ran over happily. "An'an, congratulations! That means the next person to get married will be you!"
Get married?
An'an lowered her lashes and smelled the flowers. The delicate and beautiful flowers were extremely fragrant.
"Little sister-in-law, don't joke around with me."
"An'an, I'm not joking. Look at how many handsome young men have their eyes on you!" Tang Mo'er said as she pressed her hands against her mouth to suppress her laughter.
An'an lifted her eyes lightly and looked around. She quickly froze as she spotted a tall figure. But just as fast, the tall figure vanished around the corner.
Was she seeing things?
That figure really looked like Lu Yan.
