C522 If you marry one i'll tear it down!

If you marry one, I'll break it down!

In the small hall, just as the clock was about to reach 12, the male side still had a long future, the guests were discussing amongst themselves, the color of Zhao Mengying's face slowly faded. No matter how much makeup she had, it was unable to cover up her current pale face.

Song Huaishuang, who was dressed splendidly, held her friend's hand worriedly