Unfortunately, the old woman called out too late, and Lola was too quick. Before her words finished, the wedding veil was already snatched off and held in Lola's hand.
The old woman frowned at the wedding veil, her mind full of worries.
This is definitely not a good omen.
Lola looked at Neil Zhao's retreating figure, wanting to chase after him, but was blocked by the wedding attendants and maids.
"Young Madam, how could you take off the wedding veil? It's so unlucky! Put it back on quickly! Brides can't run around. Young Madam, just wait here for Young Master to return!"
The attendants and maids hurriedly put the wedding veil back on Lola's head, their hands everywhere.
Lola felt a buzzing all around her. She wanted to leave, but it was as if she were stuck in thick syrup, unable to move her feet.
In the end, she gave up, standing like a puppet while the attendants and maids fussed over her.
Meanwhile, Neil Zhao ran quickly toward the main gate. Outside, he finally caught up with Su Li and Martin Wu.
The two had just boarded the carriage and were about to leave when Neil Zhao's voice called out.