The ceremony was over, but what should be done with so many important guests at the hotel?
Yu Minglang hung up the phone, and no one could tell what he was feeling at that moment. His tightly strained and handsome face was full of apology as he looked at Qian.
"Qian'er, I—"
"Go."
Go.
Those two words fully displayed Qian's grace and also intensified the turmoil in his heart. He was a man who was afraid even when others held her, fearing she might fall, and wished nothing more than to cradle her in his hands and protect her forever.
Yet he never expected that on such an important day, he would ultimately have to let her down!
On one side was duty, on the other was his lover; what should he choose?
It seemed there was no choice left. Yu Minglang, who least wanted to be an unfaithful person, was ultimately going to be left with a huge regret.
Qian originally thought that before leaving, he would lift her veil and take a look at her before departing.
