This frightened several makeup and styling artists, who quickly advised, "Miss Song, oh no, Mrs. Lu, please be careful! Don't ruin your makeup!"
Song Yinyin and Wen Duoduo laughed and played joyfully.
The two hadn't had this much fun in a long time, just like during their school days, carefree and rambunctious, at the purest time of their lives.
Eventually, after tiring themselves out, the two finally settled down.
Wen Duoduo pulled Song Yinyin to sit down on the sofa.
"Yinyin..." She held Song Yinyin's hands and hugged her gently, "This time you must be happy. I believe Lu Jihan will be a good husband and father. Blessings to you!"
As she spoke, Wen Duoduo couldn't help but feel her eyes warm up.
"Don't you dare cry!"
Song Yinyin, amused and helpless, used her hands to wipe the tears from Duoduo's eyes, "Am I the one getting married, or are you? Look how excited you are."
"I'm happy for you."
Wen Duoduo sniffed.
