"Probably... he's afraid people will call him a 'monster'," Jiang Yuan murmured, watching Jiang Ningyuan's retreating figure.
What's the difference between a person who has no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness and one who has no heart?
So he pretended to be happy, angry, sad, and joyful, also afraid that others would know that he didn't actually have those emotions.
If others knew, they would probably distance themselves from him.
Because if others have something that he doesn't, he will seem out of place.
Jiang Ningyuan seemed to sense that someone was watching him. He turned around and saw a pair of beautiful eyes, like black gemstones, staring boldly at him.
Even when he discovered her, she didn't hide it or feel guilty at all; she acted so openly and honestly that it was as if he was the one who should feel guilty.
Just then, the emcee walked onto the stage with a microphone.
He first coughed twice into the microphone to test his voice, then spoke a few words of blessing, and then shouted with great enthusiasm: "Now, let's invite the bride and groom to the stage."
After the emcee finished speaking, Liu Yu took Yan Ge's arm with one hand and slowly walked onto the stage while holding her wedding dress with the other.
Liu Yu wore a veil and a wedding dress that trailed on the ground. Her slender waist and prominent collarbones made her look like a butterfly, as beautiful as a real butterfly.
The groom, dressed in a suit, stood tall and proud, like a pine tree, but perhaps due to nervousness, he walked with his arms and legs moving in unison.
The crowd below applauded.
"Bride, do you take this groom to be your husband..." The dutiful emcee began asking questions in front of everyone, as is customary.
The answer I received was naturally "yes".
Liu Yu and Yan Ge gazed deeply into each other's eyes. Yan Ge's face immediately turned as red as if it were on fire, and he looked away shyly.
After that, they exchanged rings.
Yan Ge knelt on one knee in front of Liu Yu and slowly and carefully put the ring on her finger.
Afterwards, Yan Ge leaned down and gently kissed the back of Liu Yu's hand.
The crowd below cheered and applauded enthusiastically once again.
Jiang Yuan watched this scene with a sense of novelty.
"The bride throws her bouquet!" the emcee announced loudly into the microphone as the ceremony concluded.
With her back to the crowd below, Liu Yu tossed the bouquet aside.
The bouquet landed perfectly in Jiang Ningyuan's hands in a parabolic arc.
Everyone present turned to look at Jiang Ningyuan and the bouquet in his hand, stunned.
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