Seeing Su Hongxing's stunned expression, Beichuan continued, "I bet you didn't know that Qilan is getting married to Cao Shiyu next month. Do you know the exact date of their wedding?"
Everyone present was intelligent, and so was Su Hongxing, so she should be able to understand his implications.
Su Hongxing remained silent, turning to look at Ye Qilan, only to find him avoiding her gaze.
If she couldn't even guess the exact date of his wedding by now, it would be truly laughable.
"Hongxing, you're smart. You should have guessed the exact date Qilan and Cao Shiyu are getting married. Yes, it's on the eighth day of the eighth month, the same day that Xiao Ji and Zhou Luhe are having their wedding. The two couples have even decided to hold their weddings in the same hotel. One is your ex-boyfriend, the other your ex-husband, and the brides? They're both mistresses from the Cao family who snatched them from under your nose. Hongxing, aren't they going too far?"
