An Ruo looked at Yun Feixue in surprise, then turned towards Tang Yuchen.
Was this wedding prepared for her?
The man glanced at her and nodded slightly to Yun Feixue, "Now that you know, you can leave."
Was it really prepared for her?
How An Ruo wished that his words had been directed at her, that if he said she could leave, she would immediately turn around and walk away.
Yun Feixue confirmed her own suspicions, her face growing even paler and more pitiful. She had always been the center of attention, living a life like a princess, receiving treatment fit for a princess.
When had she ever been mocked and toyed with like this?
She felt as if she had lost all her dignity.
With so many relatives and friends outside, and so many reporters, all knowing that she was to marry Tang Yuchen today, if the bride wasn't her…
Yun Feixue couldn't bear to think further; the mere thought of the consequences was terrifying.