Sun Jiahui checked her watch and figured it was about time.
She turned to Tan Qingru. "Qingru! I noticed Zheng wasn't looking too well earlier! Should we go check on him?"
Tan Qingru had been engrossed in watching the ceremony.
At the reminder, she nodded. "Yes! He really hasn't had a drink in ages. I'll go check on him!"
"Come on! I'll go with you!"
Sun Jiahui accompanied Tan Qingru to the room where Gu Zheng was resting. Tang Wei came looking for him too, with Wei Jinjun following behind.
"Auntie! Where's Zhengzi? I need to talk to him!"
"He had too much to drink! He's resting in the room!" Tan Qingru said, reaching to push the door open.
Sun Jiahui recalled Fang Fang's instructions. She had said that only Tan Qingru needed to see it; having too many people witness it wouldn't be good.
But now, she couldn't very well stop them.
Oh, forget it! The more witnesses there are, the harder it'll be to deny!
The moment the door opened, Tang Wei eagerly reached over and switched on the light.
"Zhengzi! Listen..."
But halfway through, he found himself unable to say another word.
Inside the room, his best friend was holding a young woman tightly in his arms.
He was kissing her, utterly lost in the moment.
His eyes were closed, and he kissed her with such devotion, such reverence, such rapture...
That even when people barged in, he didn't pull away immediately.
Only after Song Ning pushed hard did Gu Zheng come back to his senses.
His face flushed, Gu Zheng gazed lovingly at the young woman before him.
He couldn't even spare a glance at the people by the door.
Instead, Song Ning calmly turned back and said to everyone:
"Sorry! He seems to have... had