As the car started, Yun Xiangxiang could faintly hear the discussion. Li xiangling, who was accompanying her, silently held her hand.
Yun Xiangxiang smiled when she met her worried gaze. She was not a child. Although she was a little willful, she had considered the consequences and accidents.
They would not say anything if they did not meet the groom. After all, China was a country with rich wedding customs. Some places or some special ethnic groups had customs that they did not know about.
Yun Xiangxiang thought that she could wait until the wedding started at night. At that time, if song Mian hadn’t appeared, she would also complete the most touching wedding by herself, let everyone remember and bless her wedding.
“Don’t you regret it?”Li Xiangling couldn’t help but ask.
“I still have a wedding.”Yun Xiangxiang was somewhat fearless.
Regret? Compared to the disappointment of canceling the wedding, this regret was nothing?
