The originally lively atmosphere of the wedding, after Mr. Song's congratulatory speech, almost reached the soberness of attending a funeral.
Lu Zhaozhao lay in Song Sinian's arms, barely able to contain her laughter.
Song Sinian raised his hand to gently pat the person in his arms and whispered, "The surprise is over, shall we go back?"
Lu Zhaozhao nodded her head, and raising her hand, wiped the tear stains at the corner of her eyes, "Let's go to the parking lot and wait for Grandpa."
Since Mr. Song had decided to do so, he obviously didn't plan to stay at the wedding banquet.
"Okay."
After delivering the wedding speech, Mr. Song walked straight down from the stage.
Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped in the corridor by Xiao Jinglan.
"Dad! Wait a moment!"
Mr. Song's expression remained unchanged, his gaze shifting to Xiao Jinglan beside him, his tone cold, "What is it?"
Xiao Jinglan looked nervously at Mr. Song, "Dad, I need to talk to you."
