There was no one in the room, and Gu Xize quickly saw a note under a glass on the dressing table, with a row of strong and forceful handwriting—Dear everyone, I have taken Sisi on an early honeymoon trip. Sorry, I will definitely make amends when we return.
It was a simple line of text, but it clearly conveyed Chen Ziqian's intentions.
Gu Xize held the note and grinned, "This kid, quite knows how to be romantic."
That's good, Shanshan has found a good home.
He walked out of the room, just as the master of ceremonies came to call the couple out, so he stopped in his tracks and said, "No need, the wedding will follow the emergency plan."
"What emergency plan?"
"You'll know in a bit."
Gu Xize, still holding the note, went to the wedding scene.
The venue was full of guests, with a smiling waiter serving champagne and red wine every five steps or so.
