It was Sheng Qianxia's father's voice.
"Dad?" Sheng Qianxia responded with a very happy voice.
Yes, extremely happy!!
The figure of Gong Beiyao pushing Qingxue away suddenly stiffened, thoroughly dismissing the thought of turning back, as his steps hastened while leaving with Qingxue.
He must have been crazy to think she was crying again!!
Gong Beiyao pushed Qingxue to the front of the stage.
He looked at the couples taking their vows before the priest with solemnity, his eyes blazing red.
Originally, the people standing on the stage, receiving blessings from everyone, should have been him and Sheng Qianxia.
But what about now?
There she sat, as if it didn't matter, and even, no longer beside him.
She seemed indifferent, too.
Gong Beiyao's grip on the back of the wheelchair gradually intensified, a frown etched between his eyebrows.
Sheng Qianxia, does she not feel pain? Not sorrowful, not upset, and truly doesn't care who he is with?