"Ye'er, your little uncle has a good heart, I admit that, but shouldn't there be a limit to everything? If he's just attending Yu Miao's wedding, I wouldn't say anything.
But do you know what he's going to do? He plans to be the one leading Yu Miao into the venue, a role originally meant for Yu Miao's father, you tell me, what is this?"
After Hua Rong gave a piece of her mind, Wen Tong looked rather guilty: "Xiao Rong, it was my fault, I should have outright refused, I... I'll call Yu Miao right now and say I'm not going."
"Wait a moment..." Hua Rong was so agitated she was breathing heavily, "Wen Tong, where do you place me in all this? You just said you promised Yu Miao you'd discuss it with me, and now you're calling her saying you're not going, how is she supposed to take that?
Fine, I might not care how she thinks, but what I care about is the fact that you're shifting all the blame to me when you were clearly in the wrong."
