As she spoke, she was about to place Lu Qiaoxiang's hand in Xi Jiayu's. But before their hands could touch, Xi Jiayu abruptly withdrew his hand.
Yan Mingqiu was stunned.
Lu Qiaoxiang's face also turned pale.
"I'm sorry," Xi Jiayu's voice rang out again, "I want to cancel the wedding."
Yan Mingqiu's expression changed, "What?"
Lu Qiaoxiang bit her red lips tightly, a deep furrow of distress forming between her eyebrows.
After coming back from the bar last night, she had been crying and making a scene at home all night long, and he had not come back at all.
She told herself she could endure it.
As long as he returned and apologized to her, saying that everything he had said before was impulsive, they could let bygones be bygones. But to her surprise...
Xi Jiayu spoke again, "Uncle, Auntie..."
"I don't want to!" Lu Qiaoxiang blurted out.
