Qin Beifeng felt his own Qin Yanqiu was beyond help.
He had advised her earlier to change into nicer clothes, but it seemed that all his words had gone in one ear and out the other.
Qin Beifeng's eyes slightly widened with the intention to say something to Qin Yanqiu, but with the Princely Heir just behind her, he hesitated for a moment and ultimately sighed without speaking further.
"Princely Heir, let's go."
Qin Beifeng stepped forward, respectfully nodded to Cheng Guang, then led the way out of the mansion.
The weddings in North City did not have many complicated procedures.
If they were to hold another wedding in the Capital city, they'd probably have to proceed through all the ancient rites.
Just thinking about it made Cheng Guang feel exhausted.
Having just one wedding in North City was quite nice.
However, Wu Yuemei and Cheng Zhihai probably wouldn't be too happy about it.