Are we done yet? Lan Xinxixi didn’t sleep well last night, her head is about to explode now.
This morning she ended up picking up the tab, though everyone chipped in for the cost.
And someone at the end, cluelessly said, "In consideration of Anna, I’ve already given everyone a ten percent discount, so it’s really not expensive."
Damn it, this bastard dares to say that, played tens of thousands in one night and still not expensive.
But more and more acquaintances came to the bar to pay, and a group of people, for the sake of face, had no choice but to reluctantly foot the bill.
Thinking of this, Lan Xinxixi’s resentful gaze again fell on the oblivious figure, then continued to shout angrily at the door, "Speed, speed, big red envelope, I’m broke right now."
Since she lost so much last night, she must get it back tonight, and the ones outside tonight are all rich people anyway.
"Hurry up, hurry up, red envelope."
The group of men outside was embarrassed and at the same time looked at a particular man.
"Yu Wenhao, are you very poor recently? Why is your woman acting like a bandit?" The groom tonight looked dissatisfied.
The latter chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe."
Despite the displeasure, for the sake of winning the beauty soon, Zuo Qingfeng obediently reached for his wallet, luckily he was prepared today.
Everyone watched as he pulled out several thin red envelopes from his pocket.
Lan Luo instantly looked at him with suspicion, "Are such thin red envelopes okay?"
Zuo Qingfeng gave the other a disdainful glance, "Thin? I’ve put checks inside."
As he finished speaking, he swiftly moved to the door to negotiate with the greedy ghost inside, "Miss Lan, I’ve given the red envelope this time, you better open the door."
The voice inside immediately came out, "Hmm, if I’m satisfied with the red envelope, of course, I’ll open the door."
From behind came Zhao Tianchen’s schadenfreude voice, "Haha, looks like the groom is spending big today."
The groom helplessly stuffed the check-filled red envelopes into the crack of the door, "I’ve stuffed the red envelopes, you guys open the door quickly."
"Don’t rush, don’t rush, let me see how much is in the red envelope."
Such a thing should be the responsibility of the best man, unfortunately, today’s best man is too cool and handsome, no one dares to instruct him.
The groom still didn’t manage to open the door, and everyone was out of ideas, just at this moment, the best man finally made his entrance, everyone obediently stepped aside to make a wide path.
At this moment, everyone had this strange feeling, today’s groom should be Young Master Lin.
Lin Mubai came to the door, reached out and knocked on it, the voice inside quickly shouted out, "Damn, aren’t you known as young talents? Why are you so stingy today?"
The women inside looked at Miss Lan standing at the door, quietly retreated a step, too terrifying.
Next moment, outside the door came a clear and indifferent voice, "Open the door."
The hearts of the women inside sank simultaneously, their eyes all turned to a person.
The cold figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window looked at everyone with a calm face, the corners of her mouth with a faint curve, "What are you looking at me for, I can’t do anything."
She’s hardly in any position to help now.
The clear and cold voice from outside continued to come in, "Open the door."
Lan Xinxixi faltered, what to do, what to do, should she open the door or not? The source of thɪs content is novelꜰire.net
Thinking this in her heart, her body’s actions were already faster than her brain’s thinking, reaching out to open the door.
Several figures quickly squeezed in from outside.
But the next moment, everyone’s gaze swept over the bride, over Miss Lan, over everyone, finally landed on the charming silhouette by the floor-to-ceiling window, the smiles on their faces froze one by one.