C213 Play the Recording

A good wedding had suddenly become a joke, and the crowd was talking about it.

Qiao Yumeng could not help but look at Qiao Yi. He actually stood below the stage with an expressionless face, as if the person standing on the stage was not his daughter.

"Mom, what's the matter? Can you wait until the wedding is over?" Fu Qianchen frowned.

Bai Yuzhu raised her eyebrows at Fu Qianchen