Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
This was the man she so dearly loved. A man who she had loved for eight years, a man that she had not been able to forget.
The sort of pride that she felt for him was incomparable.
At this thought, she lifted her head, held Xia Yehua to support her, and then walked towards the entrance with the mother and son.
When Mei Feng and Shen Xiu, who were welcoming the guests, saw them, Qiao Lian caught a vicious glint that flashed momentarily in Mei Feng’s eyes.
But the next moment, as if nothing had happened, the woman stepped forward with a big smile on her face and exclaimed, “Zihao’s mother, you’re here!”
Shen Xiu gave an icy snort and stood where he was without coming forward. The smiling face that he had worn just a moment ago had suddenly turned gloomy.
Ignoring him, Mei Feng said, “Thank you for coming to our Zihao’s wedding. Come, come in quickly. There’ll be someone to show you to your seats! There’ll be good food and drinks in a moment.”
She acted like she was the mistress of the household. Qiao Lian simply found it an eyesore.
She looked at Xia Yehua. Although she had not spoken, Qiao Lian could feel the woman’s sorrow.
It was her own son’s wedding, yet she was not the one managing the occasion. She was just here to attend the event as a guest.
Xia Yehua hung her head and kept silent. She held onto Qiao Lian as they walked in.
For this sort of occasions, there would normally be an accounting room around.
The moment the three of them entered, an attendant immediately walked over and led them to the accounting room. This was where people would hand over their cash gifts.
Shen Liangchuan took out a red envelope and handed it over.
Then the three of them walked out. Qiao Lian took a glance at Xia Yehua, who seemed to be keen to go see the bride.
Qiao Lian asked one of the attendants, “Is the bride already here? Is she in the lounge?”
The attendant said, “She should be arriving shortly! Where are your invitation cards? May I have a look?
Their seats were indicated on the invitation cards.
Qiao Lian handed the card to the attendant.
It was written on the card: Zone A Table 3.
She thought that most banquet tables were arranged starting with Zone A and, although Zone A Table 3 wasn’t the first table, it was close by.
But unexpectedly… as they followed the attendant, she started to feel uneasy. They were getting further and further away from the stage where the wedding ceremony was to take place. Puzzled, she frowned and asked the attendant, “Is this Zone A?”
The attendant nodded and said, “That’s right. Our zoning starts from the back. This is Zone A.”
Qiao Lian was taken aback.
She frowned as she trained her eyes on the stage.
In a while, the ceremony would take place there.
Many had turned up for the occasion, and if they went any further back, they would have to watch the bride and groom from the projector screen.
Her expression turned gloomy and she asked, “Who’s in charge here? Please, can I speak with them?”
The attendant was taken by surprise. “What’s the matter?”
“Do you know who I am? My Mom is the groom’s mother, do you think it’s appropriate for her to be seated in Zone A?”
The attendant was stunned.
However, she replied, “Please wait for a moment, let me check with the people in charge.”
Qiao Lian nodded.
But after five minutes, no one turned up and the three of them were still standing there.
At this point, most people around had been seated, while they stood there sticking out awkwardly. Everyone was now looking at them.