Yun bixue sighed. Time really passed by quickly. Tian Xiaojuan was only eighteen years old back then, and she was all grown up now.
"I've also prepared some wedding cakes for everyone to try tonight."
"I want to eat, I want to eat ..."
He was already an adult, but in front of Yun bixue, he was still acting like a child a few years ago.
Just as everyone was having a good time, another wave of people arrived.
Meng Xintong, Wang Man, and the others had also arrived.
That night, it was especially lively. Many people who had received Yun bixue's kindness in the past came with gifts.
The Yun family's house was brightly lit almost all night.
Yun bixue wasn't tired, either. Everyone sat and talked, so she didn't feel tired at all.
Moreover, everyone was extremely excited and full of energy.
