Everyone knew, after the ordeal today, that the wedding could not possibly take place.
The Jiang Family had their doubts, as did the Huo Family. Their relations had completely deteriorated; how could they become relatives by marriage? If they were to get married now, it would not be a union of families but a feud.
They couldn't stand by and push their daughter into a pit of fire.
Nan Fei sat with Jiang Yang in a corner, their shoulders touching. Her expressions were indifferent, his eyes were downcast. Nan Fei was aware of the gravity of the situation.
At the same time, she found it absurd.
In her previous life, she struggled so much to end up marrying Huo Beijiang despite everyone's opposition.
In this life, she conceded to everything, and there was a twist of fate. It was astonishing how ironic destiny could be.
