"Follow me."
"Oh."
The hall had about ten tables, lively and bustling. People kept greeting and chatting with the person leading the way.
Jiang Nian suddenly realized, this person was the groom.
Why hasn't he changed clothes yet?
He was led to a private room and went in. There were only Li Lanying, Li Qingrong, and a man and a woman.
"Come sit over here," Li Qingrong called out, beckoning to Jiang Nian, "There's a spot here."
Just as Jiang Nian was about to walk over to the elder sister, a pale hand reached out and pulled him directly to the side.
Li Qingrong cast him a glance and spoke in a cold tone.
"Sit here."
"Alright." Jiang Nian nodded, but as soon as he sat down, he felt a hand clinging to his waist, and then.
A pinch.
"Cough cough!!" He coughed, thinking how could the class monitor actually pinch him, it was all just joking around.
Li Lanying's prank didn't succeed, her interest waned, and she reluctantly gave up, seemingly uninterested in introductions.
