If Qiao Xia's presence was Gu Xixi's thorn in her heart, then Xiao Qiao's existence was a fishbone stuck in her throat, always uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" Mu Liang's voice suddenly woke her up. Gu Xixi swiftly looked up to find Mu Liang cradling Qiao Xia. She seemed a bit dizzy, pale-faced leaning in his embrace. The concern in his eyes was undisguised, and a surge of rage burst in Gu Xixi's chest, almost causing her to crumble.
Qiao Xia...
Qiao Xia had been standing under the intense sun for too long and felt dizzy. She leaned against Mu Liang's chest, comforted by the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, which oddly soothed her. Her whole body relaxed, finding peace and security.
"I feel dizzy and want to throw up," Qiao Xia said.
Mu Liang suddenly swept her up into his arms and strode towards the car parked nearby. Gu Xixi cried out in shocked rage, "Ah Liang..."
This was their wedding.
