In this era, weddings have bridesmaids, but it's not like in the new century where they're dressed beautifully and posing together with the bride.
Now, bridesmaids really stick by the bride's side to help out.
Like how she is right now...
Holding a big apple in one hand, crunching away, sitting slouched in a rattan chair with legs swinging—there aren't many like that.
"I feel like I've been wronged. Now I understand Tyrant Meng's mindset. You guys are getting married first, and we're the ones being the bridesmaid and groomsman. When we get married next month, you and Chen Yin will be the ones at the table drinking. It's so unfair."
Wang Yi, who was nervously touching up her makeup at the dressing table, couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing Jiang Xiao's words.
"Who asked you guys to drag it out for so long? You were claimed by someone at thirteen, and yet you're still not married."
