Wen Duoduo snickered while staring at Lu Jihan, thinking to herself, with so many brides here, there's no way you'll guess it.
If you can't guess it, you'll owe a big red envelope!
But Lu Jihan calmly walked into the lineup of disguised brides, strolling leisurely, glancing here and there, meticulously examining each bride.
How could he not recognize the body shape of his own woman?
Using his sharp eyes, he immediately ruled out those 'brides' whose body shape didn't match.
Next, he judged based on the sitting posture of these 'brides'.
Song Yinyin had practiced the piano for a long time; no matter how long she sat, her back remained straight, so he instantly excluded those 'brides' with similar body shapes and heights but entirely different postures.
Finally, Lu Jihan narrowed it down to three targets.
One on the left in the first row, one in the middle of the second row, and one on the far right by the window in the last row.
