He reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, patting him gently as if to comfort him.
Ji Lanjin didn't say anything, just gave him a pale smile, and then moved his eyes to Yu Mo.
Everyone else held their breath, waiting for Yu Mo's answer. Everyone was nervous and anxious. In fact, they all whispered in their hearts: "I do, I do."
Even Mu's mother pulled Mu's father nervously, as if she was also the bride getting married today, biting her lips and waiting for Yu Mo's answer. No matter what, as long as her son is happy and his son likes her, that's fine.
Su Xiaobao felt very bored. He didn't understand the world of adults. He stretched out his chubby little fingers and drew circles on the stool along the patterns carved by orchids.
Mother Su's eyes were red from crying, but she was still thinking, "Silly daughter, Mom finally waited until today, but it's a pity that your father didn't come."
When Mother Su thought of Father Su, her tears rolled down like soybeans.
"Mom, why are you crying again?" Su Xiaobao put away the little hand that he had just drawn on the stool, stood up as a small figure, stretched out his hand and slowly wiped away his mother's tears.
Yu Mo's other four sisters were still in a crazy state of obsession. They all stared at Yu Mo and Mu Tianqi, thinking they were so romantic. Yu Mo should agree quickly.
Mu Tianqi looked at Su Yumo in a daze. He knew that she didn't like him, but she was forced to marry him. There was a trace of pity in his heart. Did he go too far? He just felt like this for a second.
After a while, he returned to his usual indifference.
Yumi, who was still in the glass room, closed her eyes and prayed. They haven't started yet and haven't changed their rings yet, so there must be time.
It's just that the glass house descends at a very even speed and cannot be accelerated at all. To the anxious Youmi, it feels like the speed at this time is as slow as a snail's crawl.