The female companions around her all left, and she held the bouquet of roses, staring at him from afar.
The golden sunlight shone on Gu Yixuan. He reached out a hand towards her, like a noble prince waiting for his bride to walk towards him.
Mo Ran stared blankly at him, taking steps towards him, one step, two steps...
When there were still ten steps remaining, she suddenly stopped.
The guests were in a commotion, all guessing why she didn't move forward.
"Ranran, come here." Gu Yixuan smiled indulgently, his hand still outstretched, showing no impatience.
Looking at him, Mo Ran opened her mouth, speaking expressionlessly, "Gu Yixuan, I don't want to be with you anymore."
As soon as she said this, the entire crowd was in an uproar.
Gu Yixuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she was saying at all.
Behind the priest, a silhouette hid behind the flower basket, but his eyes were locked with Mo Ran's.
