A group of groomsmen surrounded the groom Xiao Yiheng and were about to walk in. When they saw Xiao Siluo standing in the door, everyone suddenly stopped. Xiao Yiheng even held the door frame with both hands, blocking the way of the people behind him.

"Xiaodai, if you don't play like this, my elder brother has never bullied you. Why are you helping to stop him?"

Xiao Yiheng had a look of resentment on his face. Even if his elbows were turned outward, he couldn't turn them like this. He was biased and had no limits.

Xiao Siluo has the attitude of one man being able to block ten thousand men, but with her belly, no one dares to step forward.

The little ancestor in front of me is filled with golden treasures from the Xiao family and the Feng family. Who dares to touch it?

Several groomsmen looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you. Finally, Yu Muxi directly pushed Feng Beichen, who was standing outside the crowd and was the driver today, out.

"Your wife, please solve this problem."

Unexpectedly, Feng Beichen once again staged a classic scene. Feng Beichen walked directly to Xiao Siluo, hugged her, and asked with concern.

"Honey, are you tired? Do you want to move a chair for you?"

Grass... a plant floated in everyone's mind. These people had attended Xiao Yihe's wedding before. When they saw Feng Beichen's actions, they suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Chapter completed!