Song Enshu was being forced to drink by a bunch of friends and relatives.
Another group had made a ruckus in the bridal chamber for a while before being ushered out by Song Lei's elated eldest daughter-in-law, "That's enough, everyone. Let's be civilized, shall we?"
Thinking about the rare delicacies downstairs, the troublemakers cheerfully descended the stairs.
After they had gone, Song Lei's eldest daughter-in-law chatted with Xia Ping for a few moments before leaving as well.
Xia Ping had already changed out of her wedding gown during the toast and was now wearing brand new red lingerie, undershirts, and red padded jacket with black padded pants.
Although the bridal room was heated, the constant coming and going of people did not keep it warm.
When she was left alone, she took a cup and a bag of milk powder from her bag and made herself a delicious cup of milk.
Worried about being targeted here, she had followed Meng Chuyue's advice and brought her own cup and milk powder.
