A fashion queen

Cui Xueying bit her lip, trying hard to hold back the tears. But her eyes were already moist, tears welling up in them, ready to burst out at any moment. She whispered, "You must be careful. No matter what the final outcome, you must ensure your own safety first. Remember my words, never take any risks."

Song Yuhang nodded heavily, indicating that he had taken the advice to heart. He felt extremely relieved to receive Xueying's forgiveness, and his heart felt as sweet as honey. Joy could not help but overflow on his face, and the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, revealing a warm smile.

"Okay, let's stop talking about this! Didn't we agree to have a happy gathering today? How come the atmosphere has become so heavy? If it keeps going on like this, I really have to leave." Song Yuhang joked with a relaxed tone.

"Haha, yes, yes. Come on, come on, let's go inside and sit down!" Mo Yunting smiled broadly, nodding his head repeatedly in agreement. He quickly extended a broad, warm hand and gently grasped Cui Xueying's soft, boneless hand. His other hand naturally rested on his friend's shoulder, and with gentle, yet intimate movements, he led the two of them slowly toward the living room.

Walking into the living room, a fresh and elegant tea fragrance immediately hits your nose, as if it can dispel all fatigue and worries in your heart. There are three comfortable and soft sofa chairs placed around the exquisite coffee table. After the three people sat down one after another, they began to chat happily.

At that moment, the entire living room was filled with laughter and joy, the atmosphere so relaxed and joyful that it was almost intoxicating. This was the first time in such a long time that the three of them had gathered together to chat freely and freely. That long-lost warmth, like the warm spring sun, shone into everyone's hearts, making their smiles even brighter and more dazzling.

Just when everyone was chatting enthusiastically and excitedly, Song Yuhang seemed to suddenly remember something and blurted out: "Oh, by the way, when are you two planning to hold your wedding?" This sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the originally harmonious and cheerful atmosphere.

Hearing this sudden question, Cui Xueying and Mo Yunting were both stunned, then they both lowered their heads slightly, a shy blush creeping onto their cheeks. In fact, only they knew that they had secretly obtained their marriage certificate not long ago, but had never found the right opportunity to announce the good news to the outside world.

Mo Yunting smiled and gazed at Cui Xueying tenderly. His gaze was as warm and gentle as the spring sun. Then, in a voice so gentle that it seemed to melt one's heart, he slowly said, "Actually, we have quietly obtained a marriage certificate, but we haven't held that grand and romantic wedding yet."

Upon hearing these words, Cui Xueying's beautiful eyes flashed with a light of unconcealable surprise and deep emotion. She subconsciously grasped Mo Yunting's broad, strong hand tightly, as if trying to convey her surging emotions to him in this way.

Song Yuhang, who was sitting nearby, was taken aback for a moment, then burst into a hearty and hearty laugh. "Hahahaha, so that's how it is! I was wondering why I hadn't seen any movement from you guys in a while. I guess you got the marriage certificate secretly! But if that's the case, then this wedding must be carefully planned. I'm eagerly looking forward to drinking in your wedding wine soon!"

Faced with their friend's warm blessings, Cui Xueying and Mo Yunting exchanged a tacit glance, their lips simultaneously curled into a sweet, happy smile. It was Cui Xueying who broke the silence first, responding, "Thank you, Yuhang. We appreciate your kindness, but we do have many important matters to attend to right now, so we haven't planned a wedding right away. We can consider this issue after we've properly completed all the tasks at hand." Then, she turned and gazed affectionately at Mo Yunting beside her, the deep affection between the two of them almost overflowing.