Ling Tian'ao raised his eyes and looked at her.
Xia Zhisu finally realized, and someone behind her pushed her.
She turned back to see it was Qiao Yu.
Being pushed, her whole body became weak and limp, and she fell directly into Ling Tian'ao's arms, instinctively supporting herself with her hands on his arms.
She raised her eyes to see him looking at her indifferently.
Xia Zhisu's heart ached slightly.
She tried to calm down.
She had already been the center of ridicule for so long.
This was not the time to make a fool of herself again.
"Your flowers!" Xia Zhisu handed the bouquet to Ling Tian'ao, letting him give it to the bride.
Her eyes darkened, and she turned to walk away.
Zoey stood not far away, her mood excited and her hands trembling with nervousness.
Outside, a group of reporters were stationed, and beyond them, two people were standing, vaguely seeing the wedding scene.
One of them said, "Xia Zhisu has her day too! It's truly delightful!"
