Xu Qing had not been stunned by Jiang He yet, when he was first startled by Wang Zijun.
"What's this?"
He held a small red booklet, asking knowingly or, more like, in disbelief.
Wang Zijun no longer had the worries he carried during their last meeting and appeared to have come to an understanding, sitting across the table with a leg propped up, he tilted his chin up and said, "An invitation."
A wedding invitation.
It was for Wang Zijun and Song Hui's wedding, Xu Qing remembered it was apparently the very girl he had merely met once on the subway.
"The date's set, once we tie the knot, I'm just waiting to become a dad." Seeing Xu Qing flipping the wedding card back and forth, Wang Zijun feigned a deep sigh, stroking his eyebrow to give off a weathered look.
"No, how did you come around?" Xu Qing was dumbstruck, holding the wedding card. This guy had left everyone in the dust, while Qin Hao still didn't have a girlfriend, and here he was about to get married.
