Hearing Song Zhicheng’s words, Huo Shiqian also nodded, saying, "Brother Song."
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Xia Chuyi glanced at Song Zhicheng, then at today’s focal figures Jiang Fengqi and Wang Zicheng, hesitating to speak.
Seeing this, Song Zhicheng smiled slightly, saying, "Chuyi, don’t overthink. Feng Qi and I have been friends since childhood. It’s only natural I co to celebrate her wedding today."
Seeing Song Zhicheng so calm, Xia Chuyi sighed inwardly and said, "Let’s not talk about this. Brother, is your hand almost healed?"
"Thank you for your concern." Song Zhicheng seed to remain unruffled, saying, "It’s almost completely healed."
Xia Chuyi nodded slightly, finally sighing, "That’s good."
Afterwards, they did not discuss the matter further.
Soon, Wang Zicheng and Jiang Fengqi stood at the center of the stage, with Wang Zijian personally officiating their wedding.
As for Jiang Fengqi at the wedding, she seed fine, though her eyes were slightly red.
Wang Zicheng, however, seed to be overwheld by emotions stemming from surviving a great ordeal. At the wedding, he was more emotional than Jiang Fengqi, tears streaming down his face.
The groom being more emotional than the bride... The guests found this both touching and amusing.
anwhile, Xia Chuyi, amidst her own feelings, couldn’t help but glance at Song Zhicheng.
At this mont, Song Zhicheng’s hand holding the wine glass seed to be trembling continuously.
"Brother Song," Xia Chuyi glanced at Song Zhicheng’s hand, speaking with so unease, "If you have sothing going on, you should leave early."
Watching soone you love marry another must be hard for Song Zhicheng.
So, Xia Chuyi deliberately gave Song Zhicheng a way out.
"No need, I’m fine." Song Zhicheng forced a smile after hearing Xia Chuyi’s words, putting down the wine glass and changing hands, saying, "I’m really fine."
Hearing this, Xia Chuyi looked again and saw that Song Zhicheng’s hands had indeed stopped shaking.
And Song Zhicheng seed to be holding his emotions in place.
"Alright then." Xia Chuyi had no choice but to say.
After checking on Song Zhicheng, Xia Chuyi turned her attention back to Jiang Fengqi and the others.
Seeing her shift her focus, after a few seconds, Song Zhicheng’s left hand, holding the wine glass, couldn’t help but grip his right hand.
His right hand was the injured one.
And this hand was still shaking continuously.
Song Zhicheng felt a bit frustrated.
Just a mont ago, his emotions fluctuated, and he habitually used his right hand, resulting in a slight pain now.
Song Zhicheng shook his head, feeling sowhat useless.
He couldn’t even overco such a minor issue.
Thinking this, Song Zhicheng couldn’t help but reach out, intending to rub his injured spot.
But when he looked up, he t Huo Shiqian’s gaze.
"I..." Song Zhicheng’s body stiffened, and he opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.
Song Zhicheng shook his head with a bitter smile, making a pleading gesture towards Huo Shiqian.
It was a request for Huo Shiqian to keep quiet.
Huo Shiqian slightly furrowed his brows, glanced at his wife, then at Jiang Fengqi and the others on stage, and ultimately said nothing.
Seeing this, Song Zhicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, nodding gently to thank Huo Shiqian.
Huo Shiqian, in return, nodded slightly, accepting the gesture, then turned his head back.
This little interlude between the two n went unnoticed by Xia Chuyi, who remained focused on the wedding events.
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