On the wedding day, Xu Zhizhou learned that the bride was Lin Wan.
He stood at the door of the hotel to greet the guests in his best man's uniform, watching the groom's motorcade turn the corner. The first car was a black Bentley, covered with white roses. Sitting in the back seat was his brother, classmate and ten-year friend, Zhou Chen.
The back seat door opened and the bride was helped out.
She was wearing a trailing wedding dress, with a veil covering her face, and her walking posture looked familiar. Xu Zhizhou didn't think much about it. When he was helping to lift the skirt, he saw a platinum ring on her right little finger.
He was stunned. He had given the same style to others.
Intention: A good horse never looks back