Cheng Xingyang stood among these happy people, but he could not feel any joy at all. Xing Shu was not a child of the Xing family? How could she not be a child of the Xing family? In that case, wouldn't there be no excuse for their engagement? Suddenly, a sour feeling spread in his chest, accompanied by a slight pain.
Cheng Xingyang felt that he should be happy. The person he liked was Xing Linlin, but why couldn't he be happy? He did not miss Xing Shu's expression just now—it was relief… great relief, and the excitement of "good riddance to bad rubbish". This realization made him very embarrassed. He had known Xing Shu for many years, but she did not have any nostalgia for him.
