The beautifully decorated hall, in the center, Wen Jiao and Tong Bian Yue stand together, both dressed in exquisite princess dresses, surrounded and the focal point of everyone's attention.
The handsome and striking man stands behind Bian Yue and Wen Jiao, his face adorned with a graceful smile.
That is Li Sihe.
Xiangjiang's top socialite.
Xie Zhang, the only son of the Xie Family, is also present, his charming smile bright, handing Wen Jiao a beautifully wrapped gift.
Wei Shuqian recalls what Wen Jiao once told him, she said: "In terms of family status, Wei Shuqian, at least someone like Xie Zhang could match me. Talking about the future with me, don't you find it laughable?"
And he stands outside the French window, completely drenched, watching this beautiful scene.
He and everyone inside are out of place.
Wen Jiao was right, it really is laughable.
Those are the people above the clouds, any of them could easily trample him underfoot.
