If most people heard someone call them useless, they would have cursed back already.
But Li Huan didn’t get angry.
He knew better than anyone what he wanted and wouldn’t be swayed by mere words.
He approached Li Cheng, sneering.
"If given a chance, would you want to marry the dean’s daughter?"
"I..."
Li Cheng shut his mouth just in time, but his face was already flushed.
"Resenting others because you can’t have something yourself? Well, let me tell you, I don’t need blessings from someone like you. Get out."
"..."
Li Cheng ultimately slunk away in defeat.
Originally, Uncle Li thought things would play out as before, with the siblings crying and stirring trouble until Li Huan relented.
Yet, after waiting and waiting, his emotions went numb.
...
On the wedding day.
Li Huan gave Ren Xiya the best wedding.
Those who were waiting to see them make fools of themselves ended up witnessing their happiness.
Liao Yi and Chu Yin, as bridesmaids, were teary-eyed as they watched them exchange rings and kiss.
After all, being there in person was a hundred times more moving than watching Lin Zhiyi’s wedding from afar.
After the ceremony, it was time to toss the bouquet.
Liao Yi, Chu Yin, and several other girls stood ready.
Lin Zhiyi and a disguised Gong Chen stood beside Sang Li.
"I think Chu Yin looks quite eager," she joked.
"What? Are you two planning to pressure me into marriage too?" Sang Li glanced at the two of them.
Gong Chen gave a faint smile: "Seems like the family pressure is on."
Sang Li looked at him: "Do you plan to help me out?"
Gong Chen patted Sang Li’s shoulder: "Don’t say I never help you; I’ve already arranged everything. Later, Chen Jin will..."
"Oh wow!"
Cheers erupted from the stage.
Lin Zhiyi looked over.
She had been guessing it would be Liao Yi or Chu Yin.
Surprisingly, the bouquet ended up in... Zhou Zhao’s hands.
It was rather dramatic; Zhou Zhao was drinking when a bouquet fell from the sky, awkward to catch yet hard to ignore.
Originally, Chen Jin had timed it perfectly to direct the bouquet into Chu Yin’s arms.
But somehow, someone bumped into him, causing him to miss.
The bouquet was knocked from his hand into Zhou Zhao’s.
Zhou Zhao glanced at the bouquet, then at Chen Jin who was still frozen in place, not daring to swallow his drink.
What does he mean?
Does this bouquet hold some significance for him?
Zhou Zhao looked a bit blank: You mean...
Chen Jin frowned: Don’t even think about it.
Liao Yi and Chu Yin emerged from the crowd.
Liao Yi put her hands on her hips: "What gives? You two were competing with us for it? How can my small arms and legs compete with your strong legs?"
Chu Yin added: "If you wanted it, you should have said so earlier. Why did I even bother trying?"
Zhou Zhao, holding the bouquet, looked a bit at a loss.
Chen Jin raised a hand to stop him, becoming even more awkward.
Chu Yin curiously asked: "So in the future, am I going to drink Zhou Zhao’s wedding wine, or Chen Jin’s?"
Zhou Zhao directly stuffed the bouquet into Chu Yin’s arms.
"Still eating? Don’t complain about dieting later and make me eat those diet meals with you."
"Go on, go on, since you caught it, it’s yours. Looks like you..."
Zhou Zhao ignored her and turned to leave.
Seeing this, Chen Jin followed him out.
Chu Yin pulled Liao Yi over to Lin Zhiyi and the others.
Just as they doubted their ears, the man stepped on some leaves. Perhaps due to the damp weather, the leaves were a bit rotten.
He almost jumped up, frantically scraping the ground, cursing foully the whole time.
Chu Yin frowned: "What kind of person is that? A wolf in sheep’s clothing? Those words only come from hooligans."
Lin Zhiyi shook her head: "Judging by his outfit, he’s either here for a date or business; without speaking, he looks quite the part. Let’s move on, we don’t know him anyway."
"Mm."
Following the signs, they still took a wrong turn, circling around before finding Liao Yi’s studio.
As they entered the small garden, they heard Liao Yi’s laughter.
Chu Yin teased: "Looks like you’re truly in love."
But the next moment, their smiles faded.
"Liao Yi, for a girl to set up such a beautiful studio is impressive."
That voice...
Lin Zhiyi and Chu Yin quickly stepped into the studio, seeing Liao Yi chatting with a man in front of a painting.
It was the same man they had just seen swearing outside.
But now, as he adjusted his glasses, he seemed completely gentlemanly.
If they hadn’t witnessed his earlier actions, Chu Yin and Lin Zhiyi might also have believed he was a cultured and affluent man.
At this point, Liao Yi noticed them and waved her hand.
"Zhiyi, Chu Yin, you’re here."
The man turned around when he heard her voice.
Lin Zhiyi noticed his eyes light up upon seeing them.
But he quickly pretended not to recognize them, looking at them politely.
"Liao Yi, these two are...?"
Liao Yi hesitated and then introduced: "These two are my good friends, Lin Zhiyi and Chu Yin."
She also added tentatively: "One is a famous jewelry designer, and the other is a celebrity."
The man smiled: "Sorry, I just returned from abroad and don’t follow domestic news much."
He still sounded like an elite.

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