Song Mian arrived, and the wedding banquet immediately became lively.
However, his face was slightly pale, and there were traces of blood on his face. Although he seemed to be in good spirits, anyone who paid attention to him would know that he seemed to be holding on, even though he insisted on accompanying Yun Xiangxiang and toasting her one table at a time, the guests were very kind and did not make things difficult for him.
Similar to what Yun Xiangxiang had heard in the past, the things that were added to the wine did not appear.
After walking in a circle, his face was affected by the wine, which made his pale background even more obvious.
The people who wanted to make some trouble also instantly retreated and decisively let the couple go.
The wedding banquet only left when it was close to 10 o’clock in the evening.
“Leave the rest to us. You and little song go back first.”Seeing that all the guests had left, Yun Zhibin took some time to say to Yun Xiangxiang.
