The newlyweds came over to offer a toast.
When they reached Zhan Hanjue's table, Leng Ziqing looked at Ningwan with a complicated expression.
Zhang Meimei frowned in displeasure, but with so many people around, she couldn't say anything.
Ningwan chuckled softly, "Don't look at me like that. People might think you have feelings for me."
Leng Ziqing's face stiffened, and his beautiful eyes lowered.
Ningwan raised her glass and smiled, "Wishing you a happy marriage, this message is also from Wu Taotao."
Upon hearing Wu Taotao's name, Leng Ziqing quickly looked up, shocked and pained.
Ningwan gazed back deeply, smiling faintly, and downed her glass in one go.
Soon, Leng Ziqing took Zhang Meimei to toast at other tables.
She really detested Ningwan. Just a moment ago, she almost thought Leng Ziqing would call off the wedding on the spot.
"I'm sorry."
After sitting down, Zhan Hanjue apologized.
Ningwan raised an eyebrow, "Why are you apologizing?"
