Such a pair of man and woman, strolling into the venue with harmonious and neat steps.
The man was elegant without losing his dominance, the woman beautiful and radiant with wisdom, they were impressively well-matched.
Suddenly, they attracted a wave of envious glances.
Observing everything, Mr. Moses kept a calm facade, but his dark pupils were slowly tightening, and the hand holding the lily stem unconsciously tightened.
A crisp sound, and the lily stem broke into two pieces, the half with the bloom falling from his grasp.
Mr. Moses was completely oblivious.
At that moment, it wouldn’t matter to him if all the lilies in the world fell, he wouldn’t care in the slightest—his eyes were fixed on that one person only.
Bending down, Qian Xueying gently picked up the broken half of the lily from the ground, her gaze swept over Huangfu Jue and Gan Yuan approaching in the distance, and then fell back on Mr. Moses’s face.
There was no response from him.
She extended her hand and gently pushed the broken stem back between his fingers; feeling the movement in the palm of his hand, Mr. Moses finally came back to his senses.
"It’s your turn to offer the flower!"
Qian Xueying reminded him softly.
Realizing his lapse, Mr. Moses resumed his elegant, detached smile, nodded gracefully to Qian Xueying, and holding the broken lily, stepped forward to gently place the flower among the other stems.
With a slight bow to Nancy inside the coffin, he turned and stepped away from the side of the coffin, where a master of ceremonies promptly approached to lead him and his attendants to the side seats.
As Mr. Moses walked forward, his gaze drifted past the guests who came carrying flowers, landing on Gan Yuan.
Accompanied by an excited call, the playboy Abel strode toward Gan Yuan and Huangfu Jue energetically.
"Hello," Gan Yuan said with a smile, stopping to greet him, Abel then flashed a smile at Huangfu Jue, "Prince, long time no see."
Huangfu Jue’s gaze fell indifferently on his face, "I hope you won’t miss the next finance meeting."
Abel chuckled, "You know, all those forms are done by my secretary, I can’t even understand them. There’s no difference whether I attend or not."
At this point, he glanced sideways, his eyes smiling at Gan Yuan, "Gan, when shall we dine together?"
Huangfu Jue’s eyes narrowed displeasedly, "At our wedding, I will invite you."
It was clear from his words that apart from attending his wedding to Gan Yuan, Abel would never have the chance to dine with Gan Yuan.
Abel spread his hands, his gaze still fixed on Gan Yuan’s face.
"Gan... as long as you agree to be with me, I don’t mind dueling this man!"
Huangfu Jue’s eyes narrowed with displeasure, and Gan Yuan let out a light laugh, leaning towards him.
"For the sake of your life, it’s better we do not get together! As for dining... I hope you’ll find time to dine at the Duke Residence."
With a teasing tone, Gan Yuan considerately rejected the other’s request while saving Abel some face.
"All right then!" Abel raised his hand to his forehead, a look of heartache on his face, "My poor first love... to end so abruptly without ailment."
Huangfu Jue immediately showed a look of disdain, "You’ve been saying that since kindergarten!"
Abel laughed out loud, "I thought you had forgotten!"
As the heir to one of A Country’s four major nobilities, Abel naturally also received an elite education and had been in the same class as Huangfu Jue since kindergarten.