Xu Jiaqi walked from the backstage and up to the door of the venue where the wedding was held. Qin Zicheng would already be waiting inside from his bride, the one who came down to him like a meteor and burst his heart open from his past closed off self.
Qin Zicheng thought to himself. Xu Jiaqi often mentioned that he was completely unlike all the rumors that had been scattering about in the society about him and his temperament. Sure, he was rather cold, but he was a passionate man who responded to Xu Jiaqi with nothing but love and affection, as if he was completely blinded by the siren that is Xu Jiaqi and was willing to be led around like a stray pirate.
