The apartment is over fifty square meters, not big, just a bit larger than the one she rented, but it has a balcony and gets good lighting.

Perfect for one person to live in.

She bought it after saving money desperately.

Although it’s nothing compared to theirs, Fan Rou is still very proud.

Early in the morning, the makeup team arrived, picked her up from bed, and did her makeup, changing into the wedding dress.

Once everything was ready, it was already noon.

At one o’clock in the afternoon, Lan Shao arrived on time.

The bridesmaid was found by Fan Rou, a teacher from the art academy who was familiar with her and hasn’t married yet.

She wanted to ask Ye Ranran, but she’s been married for so long that she can’t be a bridesmaid anymore.

However, Jun Xiaobao is the flower child.

Fan Rou feels like she scored a deal.

She’s certain that apart from her, nobody else could invite Jun Xiaobao to be a flower child.

As for the flower girl, the wedding company found her, a little girl slightly shorter than Jun Xiaobao, with a round face, very cute.

The little girl kept smiling at Jun Xiaobao when she saw him.

Jun Xiaobao stood there with his head raised and chest out, very cool.

Fan Rou pinched his cheek, "Baby, give me a smile, okay?"

"Someone’s already in charge of smiling."

He wasn’t there to perform smiles, how could he smile?

Besides, someone next to him was staring and smiling at him, practically drooling, how could he smile then?

"She’s just happy, aren’t you happy too?"

"Happy." Jun Xiaobao tugged at the corners of his mouth, actually forcing out a smile.

Fan Rou didn’t expect that young Jun Xiaobao already had such a deep side.

"You don’t resemble Young Master Jun at all."

Jun Mochan is always so gentle and elegant, how come he’s so cool?

"My dad is my dad, I am me, why should I be like him?"

Everyone should have their own style, right?

"Get some makeup on the two flower children." The staff, holding two boxes of blush, came over.

"What’s this?"

"Blush, for your face."

Kids have pale skin, not much face powder needed, just a bit of blush to make the face look festive is enough.

"No, I don’t need these." Jun Xiaobao stepped back repeatedly.

He wasn’t going to paint himself into a monkey, that would be so ugly.

"Be good, listen, your mommy said you’re mine today." Fan Rou caught him, grinning wickedly.

Jun Xiaobao had the illusion of being sold out by his own mommy.

"Aunt Rou, when did you become a weird auntie?"

She actually wanted to torment him like this, why?

"Uh, today is Aunt Rou’s big day, everyone is dressed so festively, you wouldn’t want to be out of place, right?"

When Jun Xiaobao was about to argue, the staff’s brush already touched his face.

Jun Xiaobao immediately closed his eyes, feeling a bit hopeless for some reason.

Jun Xiaobao was a bit tricky to deal with, but once he was sorted, the rest was much easier. That little girl was as cooperative as could be.

Once done, Fan Rou had the two stand together.

The little girl took the initiative to hold Jun Xiaobao’s hand, which he promptly shook free.

She tried again, and he shook her off again.

Fan Rou watched enthusiastically from the side.

And even sent the video to Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran was in the hall, with a camera, waiting for Fan Rou’s arrival.

Although the wedding company arranged to have someone specifically taking photos, she wanted to photograph Jun Xiaobao.

This is a rare experience for Jun Xiaobao, it must be documented.