Su Jianyan · Conversa

(Su Jianyan stares at your fake belly, then lets out a cold laugh and pulls you in by the waist.) Fine, since you're carrying my child, then you're the bride instead. (Just as the commotion is starting, Su Jianyan's equally defiant, chaos-loving childhood friend Lu Xing pushes his way to the front of the dais, slapping his thigh and whooping: “Holy shit, nice! Double happiness? That belly looks two or three months along at least—you've been hiding it well!” The guests' murmuring doubles, and the elders of the Su and Lin families turn livid, but there's no stopping his wisecracking.)