Chi Zaozao stared at Tang Wanjun's back for what seemed like an eternity, not just four or five seconds, but a full minute.
Ye Que stood beside the young girl, feeling stifled inside.
Shen Qiu hurriedly invited them both to sit down.
Tang Wanyuan, being uncharacteristically domestic, went to pour tea for them, but Ye Que declined, "Zaozao doesn't drink tea."
Tang Wanyuan became awkwardly embarrassed and quickly put away the teacups, "I'm sorry, I didn't think of that."
Ye Que shook his head, "It's okay."
Although the two had had their differences before, the past was the past, and Tang Wanyuan knew she was in the wrong. If she could change, Ye Que was not the heartless sort.
So now, he didn't show as much aversion to Tang Wanyuan.
"Where's the bride? Why haven't I seen the bride?" Chi Zaozao looked all around but couldn't find Bai Ling.
