Just as Gong Beiyao had said, many guests held different weddings publicly on the spot!
Everything was ready.
The wedding of her dreams, music began to play.
Qingxue was pushed off the stage by Gong Beiyao, who took her up to the roof garden to catch a breeze.
It was raining from the sky.
In the distance, fireworks still bloomed.
Laughter and joyful chatter.
Everything looked beautiful.
Yet Qingxue felt that something was missing.
It was noisy inside, but the garden was very quiet as if unrelated to all the clamor.
Here, it was so quiet that only the sound of the rain could be heard.
Qingxue unconsciously glanced at Gong Beiyao.
Gong Beiyao seemed to be daydreaming.
Following his gaze, she saw that he was looking at Sheng Qianxia, who was sitting by a window in the hall.
Sheng Qianxia had chosen a very particular spot.
Only from here could one just perfectly see Sheng Qianxia.
And just so coincidentally, Gong Beiyao was standing here.
