Tianxin sneakily glanced up in their direction again, feeling somewhat guilty. Chen Yiran's parents had already been taken to their seats under someone else's guidance.
Chen Yiran, however, stayed where he was, chatting with the groom with a smile on his face.
From the looks of it, the two of them seemed to get along quite well.
Perhaps at countless other weddings like this, she and Chen Yiran had brushed past each other without ever knowing each other's existence.
Tianxin thought about this and couldn't help but shift her position a little closer to her mother, secretly praying that Chen Yiran wouldn't notice her. Please, don't let him see me.
Unfortunately, the heavens were not merciful.
Just as Tianxin's mother was about to ask her why she kept crowding her, she raised her head and saw Chen Yiran talking to the groom.
