That made him look at them with the tiniest bit of pity.
But the moment the brothers saw it...the pity in his eyes... they exploded.
"Don't you dare pity us!" Yu Sicong growled.
"We're her blood, okay? We don't need your pity!" snapped Shuchang.
"Stop looking at us like that, or I will punch you," Sile added, fuming.
Yu Holea looked between them, blinking. "Are you guys seriously fighting at my wedding?"
All three looked away like scolded puppies, mumbling "Sorry…"
She rolled her eyes, amused.
Once the toasting was done, they moved toward the Ou family's table.
Ou Lin, tall and quiet as ever, stood up when Yu Holea approached. He didn't smile, but there was a softness in his eyes.
From his inner coat pocket, he pulled out a slim folder.
He held it out to her without a word.
Yu Holea took a step back, shaking her head slightly. "I already told you I don't need..."
But Ou Lin interrupted gently, "This is not about needing."
He placed the papers in her hand anyway.
