This news... is not really news. It seems like an interruption of a live broadcast.
But!
This is Jian Xi and Nan Mufeng's wedding!
"Sister, sister, your wedding!" Cheng Ling hurriedly shook Jian Xi, "You have to see this, on the TV!"
Jian Xi was already somewhat drunk, and Cheng Ling's shaking only made her head spin more, "Impossible! How could my wedding be on TV, and besides, I am here!"
"You have to look!"
Cheng Ling dragged Jian Xi up, forcing her to watch the TV.
On the TV, a grand wedding was underway. A long red carpet lined with flowers on both sides, guests as numerous as clouds.
Nan Mufeng stood on the stage, already all dressed up. His suit, his makeup, and even the bouquet in his hands were meticulously arranged, all just as they had planned, not a hair out of place.
"Nan Mufeng..."
Jian Xi stared straight at the screen, clutching her garment, tears suddenly fell like rain.
If the wedding was underway, then his bride... it must be Ailin beyond a doubt.
