Others celebrate their wedding like lovebirds, sweet and harmonious.
Gu Jiangnian and Jiang Muwan's wedding celebration, however, is mutual harm.
At the dinner table today, what should have been a simple family meal, Lan Ying felt as if they weren't eating food at all.
What was it then?
It was like a summit between two national leaders.
In their silent contest, it seemed the only thing missing was a knife in one's hand.
For the first time since their marriage, they sat together for a meal, with Gu Jiangnian leisurely leaning across the table,
and Jiang Muwan languidly crossing her legs and leaning against the chair back.
Neither of them touched their chopsticks, just staring at each other.
The host wasn't bothered, but poor Lan Ying and the other servants were troubled.
Standing to one side, not knowing whether to speak or to remain silent.
"Gu Dong, please eat," she said, deliberately not changing her way of addressing him.
