"My mother-in-law, you should be happy!"

Seeing Xu Ting constantly wiping her tears, Lu Yunxi handed her a tissue, "Xiaoran is married today. You don't have a daughter, but you have an extra son!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Xu Ting nodded repeatedly, "I looked at them, and I was so excited that I couldn't help but cry!"

"Watching my daughter get married, I feel like this when she becomes a mother!"

Lu Yunxi smiled and said, "When Xiaoxiao got married, I kept crying like you!"

"I have been beloved for so many years and I am leaving my side, so I'm sure I'm reluctant to let it go!"

Xu Ting looked at Xu Xiaoran's direction, "As long as she can live a happy life, I will feel at ease!"

"The next step is everyone's favorite part - throwing bouquets!"

The emcee's smile sounded through the microphone, "The bouquet is a happy messenger in today's wedding. When an unmarried woman receives the bouquet thrown by the bride at the wedding, she will find her happy companion and become the next happy bride! Let's see which lucky one can receive the bouquet?"

The unmarried girls all squeezed to the front stage with a smile. The younger ones were just joining in the fun, and the older ones really wanted to catch this joy and have a good start.

Zhao Xiaoni pursed her lips and stepped back to the outermost corner. She didn't want to grab bouquet because she knew that she might never get married in her life, which is why she never dared to talk about her boyfriend. She didn't want to drag anyone down.

When she saw Xu Xiaoran's happy appearance, she was full of envy. They used to be on the same height, but now Xu Xiaoran is already standing in two completely different worlds from her, and that height is beyond her reach.

Xu Xiaoran saw Zhao Xiaoni standing in the corner and waved to her, "Xiaoni, you can also stand in front and grab the bouquet!"

"No!"

Zhao Xiaoni smiled at Xu Xiaoran and shook her head, indicating that she didn't care about her. Xu Xiaoran raised her eyebrows and naturally understood what she was thinking.

"Come on, Mrs. Quan, turn your back to everyone!"

Xu Xiaoran turned his back to the group of girls snatching bouquets after listening to the command of the emcee.

"Mrs. Quan, when I count one, you will throw out the bouquet in your hand!"

The emcee's voice sounded, "Three...two...one!"

When Xu Xiaoran heard the order, she immediately threw the bouquet in her hand back. She just calculated the angle and distance. She threw it so hard that she should be able to throw it into Zhao Xiaoni's hand.

"Mine! It's mine!"

The girls rush to jump up and reach out to grab the bouquet. They don’t care about wearing high heels or pretending to be a lady.

The bouquet flew directly towards Zhao Xiaoni in a parabolic posture. She realized that Xu Xiaoran deliberately threw the bouquet to her, but she really didn't want to take advantage of this good luck, so she raised her hand and beat the bouquet back and fell among the group of girls.

"Ah! Hurry up!..."

They squeezed into a bunch of them to grab the bouquet, and finally a girl grabbed it and shouted with joy, "I grabbed it! I grabbed it! I am the next bride!"

When Xu Xiaoran saw Zhao Xiaoni give up the bouquet she got again, she could only sigh for her. Such a bad original family dragged down her life, making her unable to even think about falling in love, let alone getting married.

When Quan Yuheng heard this, he stepped forward and put his shoulder on her, "Wife, why are you sighing?"
Chapter completed!