Uncle Zhong was momentarily speechless, standing nearby and waiting for a while before Xiao Yu got up and walked out of the Tang Pavilion. He silently followed her, watching her desolate figure.
Outside the Tang Pavilion, Xiao Yu opened the car door and got inside. She quietly sat in the back seat, turning her head to watch the Tang Pavilion fade away through the window. Slowly, she closed her eyes.
If the sweetness of the past days is the greatest irony of her present, then she has felt the malice of fate towards her.
Yhan Xi saw Gong Ting alone at the banquet and was insightful about Su Yu's personality. Knowing how Gong Ting calculated to keep her, she knew Su Yu could never easily forgive him.
More importantly, she fell in love with Gong Ting, and every bit of her love for him turned into a source of her pain. She chose to tell her today because the deeper the love, the stronger the hate.
She approached with her wine glass, "Gong Ting, I toast to you."
