The possibility caused Xia Yiwan's heart to almost leap out of her chest.
After a good while, she slowly stood up from the toilet, walked over to the sink, and washed her face with cold water.
The last time, she had let her excitement get the better of her. Perhaps this time she was in for another false alarm.
Once her nausea completely subsided, Xia Yiwan returned to the dining table. This time she avoided meat and picked at some vegetables.
"Wanwan, when exactly has Amo scheduled the wedding?" Old Master Si asked again.
Si Mo hadn't told him the specific date, so he was clueless.
Hearing this, Xia Yiwan's expression darkened slightly. She composed herself and replied, "He said he wanted to surprise me. He hasn't told me yet."
Tang Jin watched her forced smile, feeling waves of sadness welling up in his heart.
According to his brother's intentions, there probably wouldn't be a wedding.
