"Waa waa waa."
The girl covered her face and ran away crying.
The others couldn't help but hold in their laughter, but they still didn't dare to really mock Zhan Yunxiao.
Xia Luo's face turned red, feeling ashamed to the point of no return.
"Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom."
Eventually, Xia Luo couldn't bring herself to stay here any longer, blushing with embarrassment as she hurried away.
Zhan Yunxiao's gaze followed her departure, unable to tear it away until she disappeared.
One of them teased him with a laugh: "Young Master Zhan, really falling in love?"
Zhan Yunxiao finally came to his senses, a faint blush appearing on his face.
In truth, these people did not know about the situation between Zhan Yunxiao and Xia Luo.
All they knew was that Zhan Yunxiao was inexplicably stabbed by someone, and then suddenly decided to marry.
And the bride was a woman he was completely unfamiliar with.
