But under everyone's watchful eyes,
Xiang Yu did not dare make too many moves, lest the others attack him and bring Yi Xiaochuan harm.
He decided to wait until after the wedding banquet was over before seeking out Yi Xiaochuan for a proper talk.
It was a wedding banquet where host and guests alike had a wonderful time.
Yi Xiaochuan was the exception.
He felt little joy. Instead, he found the whole thing awkward and painful.
He understood Xiang Zhuang's look and was so restless that he badly wanted to flee the Xiang Clan's wedding banquet. It was only after Gao Yao comforted him with a few words and he thought of the hardships he had endured that he managed to force himself to stay, sit back down, and drink his sorrows away.
In a daze,
he raised his head slightly and looked straight ahead. He seemed to see Gao Lan, dressed in red, shouting at him, "Xiaochuan, Xiaochuan!~"
"Gao Lan~"
Yi Xiaochuan was drunk.
People only realized someone's worth after losing them.
People only suffered when they admired someone yet could not have them.
Gao Yao understood, but he did not expose it. He merely sighed, somewhat regretting bringing Yi Xiaochuan to the wedding.
At that moment, he remembered the prejudice Yi Xiaochuan had once held against Ding Ling.
So much time has passed. Xiaochuan has gotten over it. But I never thought Xiang Zhuang and the others would still have such a strong grudge against him.
Gao Yao shook his head. He had underestimated Ding Ling's influence in the hearts of Xiang Zhuang and the others.
But after thinking about it, Gao Yao felt relieved.
Not to mention Xiang Zhuang and the others. Even Gao Yao himself was extremely grateful to Ding Ling.
One had to know that