That night, Luo Ye told his senior about Brother Chunlei's wedding.
Although she had never met Lu Ying, she had met Jiang Chunlei when they had returned to his hometown together last time.
On the video call, she had also returned to Hangzhou City. Sitting before the vanity in her room, she applied a facial mask while video chatting.
"A wedding?"
Su Baizhou looked at Luo Ye on the screen, her eyes narrowing as she asked coldly, "Whose wedding are you attending?"
"No, Senior, it's not that I'm attending a wedding with someone... no, I am attending a wedding, but not with anyone. I'm going by myself."
"A shotgun wedding?"
"No. Brother Chunlei is getting married, so I'm going to attend. Brother Chunlei—the one who was the first to come out and greet us at the entrance to my hometown last time. He was there during Qingming Festival too."
Hearing this, Su Baizhou formed a vague image in her mind.
No, she still couldn't remember him.
Her hands lay limp on the table as she stared at her phone screen and said, "I know. It's a wedding, so you're going to be a groomsman?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Then who's the bridesmaid?"
Luo Ye's expression changed slightly.
Not good. This was a topic he couldn't avoid.
Luo Ye carefully said, "Probably... Brother Chunlei and Sister Ying's comrades? One of my childhood friends is a girl too, so she'll probably attend as well."
Luo Ye's childhood friends were naturally the children of his parents' comrades.
Su Baizhou nodded and said blandly, "It's fine. I'm not jealous."
"Senior, why don't you come too? The wedding is next week anyway, so there's still time. You can be a bridesmaid. Brother Chunlei and Sister Ying would definitely be happy."
"I'd better not. Going there and