Mu Lingchuan and Zimo stood facing each other, appearing like obedient students, completing the procedures under the guidance of the master of ceremonies.
"Let us all bless this newlywed couple, may they be united in heart and live happily together for a hundred years."
Finally, the ceremony was completed.
This was a wedding banquet combining Western and Chinese traditions—simple yet not understated—and all the guests were immersed in it.
"Please all guests wait a moment, the performance will start shortly."
Following this, the master of ceremonies led Mu Lingchuan and Zimo into the hall to tidy up in a room.
Baili Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to follow them.
Once inside the hall, she immediately tugged at Zimo's clothes.
"Zimo, I don't feel well."
Zimo stopped, turned back with a concerned expression.
"What's wrong? Where do you feel unwell?"
Seeing this, Mu Lingchuan also approached, looking down at Baili Xia.
