If most people heard soone call them useless, they would have cursed back already.
But Li Huan didn’t get angry.
He knew better than anyone what he wanted and wouldn’t be swayed by re words.
He approached Li Cheng, sneering.
"If given a chance, would you want to marry the dean’s daughter?"
"I..."
Li Cheng shut his mouth just in ti, but his face was already flushed.
"Resenting others because you can’t have sothing yourself? Well, let tell you, I don’t need blessings from soone like you. Get out."
"..."
Li Cheng ultimately slunk away in defeat.
Originally, Uncle Li thought things would play out as before, with the siblings crying and stirring trouble until Li Huan relented.
Yet, after waiting and waiting, his emotions went numb.
...
On the wedding day.
Li Huan gave Ren Xiya the best wedding.
Those who were waiting to see them make fools of themselves ended up witnessing their happiness.
Liao Yi and Chu Yin, as bridesmaids, were teary-eyed as they watched them exchange rings and kiss.
After all, being there in person was a hundred tis more moving than watching Lin Zhiyi’s wedding from afar.
After the ceremony, it was ti to toss the bouquet.
Liao Yi, Chu Yin, and several other girls stood ready.
Lin Zhiyi and a disguised Gong Chen stood beside Sang Li.
"I think Chu Yin looks quite eager," she joked.
"What? Are you two planning to pressure into marriage too?" Sang Li glanced at the two of them.
Gong Chen gave a faint smile: "Seems like the family pressure is on."
Sang Li looked at him: "Do you plan to help out?"
Gong Chen patted Sang Li’s shoulder: "Don’t say I never help you; I’ve already arranged everything. Later, Chen Jin will..."
"Oh wow!"
Cheers erupted from the stage.
Lin Zhiyi looked over.
She had been guessing it would be Liao Yi or Chu Yin.
Surprisingly, the bouquet ended up in... Zhou Zhao’s hands.
It was rather dramatic; Zhou Zhao was drinking when a bouquet fell from the sky, awkward to catch yet hard to ignore.
Originally, Chen Jin had tid it perfectly to direct the bouquet into Chu Yin’s arms.
But sohow, soone bumped into him, causing him to miss.
The bouquet was knocked from his hand into Zhou Zhao’s.
Zhou Zhao glanced at the bouquet, then at Chen Jin who was still frozen in place, not daring to swallow his drink.
What does he an?
Does this bouquet hold so significance for him?
Zhou Zhao looked a bit blank: You an...
Chen Jin frowned: Don’t even think about it.
Liao Yi and Chu Yin erged from the crowd.
Liao Yi put her hands on her hips: "What gives? You two were competing with us for it? How can my small arms and legs compete with your strong legs?"
Chu Yin added: "If you wanted it, you should have said so earlier. Why did I even bother trying?"
Zhou Zhao, holding the bouquet, looked a bit at a loss.
Chen Jin raised a hand to stop him, becoming even more awkward.
Chu Yin curiously asked: "So in the future, am I going to drink Zhou Zhao’s wedding wine, or Chen Jin’s?"
Zhou Zhao directly stuffed the bouquet into Chu Yin’s arms.
"Still eating? Don’t complain about dieting later and make eat those diet als with you."
"Go on, go on, since you caught it, it’s yours. Looks like you..."
Zhou Zhao ignored her and turned to leave.
Seeing this, Chen Jin followed him out.
Chu Yin pulled Liao Yi over to Lin Zhiyi and the others.
"Although I didn’t catch the bouquet, I got a lot of red envelopes today."
"Money-grubber," Sang Li laughed, looking intently at her.
Liao Yi covered her ears: "Can you all not suddenly turn from cold personas to little sweethearts? Even for soone like , full of imagination from drawing comics, it’s unbearable."
"Didn’t you find soone who shares your interests? When will we et? I’m about to head back to the set," Chu Yin said.
Embarrassed, Liao Yi replied: "Got it. I’ve arranged to et him at the studio tomorrow, and you can co and see my studio as well."
Lin Zhiyi observed her expression, giving a faint smile: "Seems like you’re quite satisfied with that man."
"He’s okay. At least, for now, he’s quite decent," Liao Yi said with a shy smile.
As they chatted, music began to play around them.
The banquet was nearing its end, and everyone went to greet Li Huan and Ren Xiya.
...
The next morning.
After Lin Zhiyi received the news that Li Huan and Ren Xiya had left for their honeymoon, she arranged to visit Liao Yi’s studio with Chu Yin.
Because of previous unpleasantness after co-founding a restaurant with friends, Liao Yi decided to pursue her own career.
With limited funds, her studio was small and located in a remote area.
Lin Zhiyi wanted to help her.
But Liao Yi refused. Even though she felt threatened by Gong Chen’s presence in Jing City, she did make money.
The rushed decision to co-own a restaurant was largely because she beca affluent.
A bit reckless.
She thought making money in Jing City wasn’t too difficult.
Now she wants to earn on her own.
After getting off the car, Chu Yin and Lin Zhiyi had to walk a stretch to reach the studio.
The surroundings were serene and beautiful, perfect for creating art.
They were about to proceed when they heard soone cursing.
"Damn lousy place!"
The two stood behind so bushes, intrigued by the voice, and went around to see the man cursing.
In a formal suit, wearing glasses, quite gentlemanly.
Were they mistaken?
Just as they doubted their ears, the man stepped on so leaves. Perhaps due to the damp weather, the leaves were a bit rotten.
He almost jumped up, frantically scraping the ground, cursing foully the whole ti.
Chu Yin frowned: "What kind of person is that? A wolf in sheep’s clothing? Those words only co from hooligans."
Lin Zhiyi shook her head: "Judging by his outfit, he’s either here for a date or business; without speaking, he looks quite the part. Let’s move on, we don’t know him anyway."
"Mm."
Following the signs, they still took a wrong turn, circling around before finding Liao Yi’s studio.
As they entered the small garden, they heard Liao Yi’s laughter.
Chu Yin teased: "Looks like you’re truly in love."
But the next mont, their smiles faded.
"Liao Yi, for a girl to set up such a beautiful studio is impressive."
That voice...
Lin Zhiyi and Chu Yin quickly stepped into the studio, seeing Liao Yi chatting with a man in front of a painting.
It was the sa man they had just seen swearing outside.
But now, as he adjusted his glasses, he seed completely gentlemanly.
If they hadn’t witnessed his earlier actions, Chu Yin and Lin Zhiyi might also have believed he was a cultured and affluent man.
At this point, Liao Yi noticed them and waved her hand.
"Zhiyi, Chu Yin, you’re here."
The man turned around when he heard her voice.
Lin Zhiyi noticed his eyes light up upon seeing them.
But he quickly pretended not to recognize them, looking at them politely.
"Liao Yi, these two are...?"
Liao Yi hesitated and then introduced: "These two are my good friends, Lin Zhiyi and Chu Yin."
She also added tentatively: "One is a famous jewelry designer, and the other is a celebrity."
The man smiled: "Sorry, I just returned from abroad and don’t follow dostic news much."
He still sounded like an elite.
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