"Oh my, Old Dog Bo, it's all your fault, dawdling around all day, look at what time it is now."
Qin Meiru was holding a teddy dog in one hand, and with the other hand, she pointed at Bao Zhanting who was helping to drag her dress train behind, cursing.
Bao Zhanting was evidently used to being scolded by her all day, didn't dare to even breathe, "Wife, I'm sorry, next time I won't spend those four minutes on hair gel."
Thinking of himself, Bao Zhanting was once a top figure in Beijing.
In his youth, he was even more handsome than his son Bao Nan by a few notches.
But who would have thought, he has now become a househusband.
It truly brings tears to one's eyes and depression to one's heart.
The two entered the banquet hall, looking at the flamboyantly dressed crowd, Qin Meiru suddenly felt a little sore in her eyes.
Despite searching around several times, she still couldn't spot Jiang Tong and Bao Nan.
