Mu Lianmiao stood by the door, ready to follow in, and gave a cold sneer when he saw Lovelin.
Lovelin completely ignored Mu Lianmiao's oppressive gaze.
"Come on, I'll go in and help you."
Lovelin looked somewhat excited as she tried to follow Musheng inside.
It was because Musheng's wedding dress was probably a bit difficult to take off, and she needed someone to help her.
"Don't you need to attend to the guests?"
Upon hearing Lovelin say she wanted to enter, Mu Lianmiao spoke up coldly.
Lovelin glanced up, somewhat scoffing: "You are the groom, it's your job to greet the guests."
Her words left Mu Lianmiao speechless; he just coldly curved his lips, embracing Musheng halfway as they entered and closed the door behind them: "She doesn't need your help."
"Bang!"
The door was shut right in front of Lovelin.
"Nicholas you bastard!! Is this how you treat a lady! You're simply rude!"
