Sikong Changfeng took a step back, an embarrassed smile on his face, then immediately declared, "Of course. Rest assured, Sister-in-law, I, Sikong Changfeng, will stand firmly and unwaveringly on your side."
That one sentence from Sikong Changfeng could truly be called disaster brought on by a careless tongue.
The very next moment, Xiao Yan and Feng Jiuqing appeared.
The two women arrived one after the other, each wearing a complicated expression as they looked over the wedding decorations and the grand arrangements surrounding them.
The buildings could not have been more magnificent, nor the display more lavish. Compared with their own weddings back then, this one surpassed them in every respect.
Both women turned their eyes toward the heartless man.
Naturally, Sikong Changfeng standing nearby was also within their line of sight. What was more, they had heard every word he had just said loud and clear.
In an instant, faced with this scene that rivaled a Battlefield of Carnage, Sikong Changfeng was dumbfounded. He had never imagined that one day he would become an innocent fish caught in the flames.
"I actually didn't say anything just now. None of you heard anything either. All right, see you around."
Invoking the Thirty-Six Stratagems—retreat was the best policy—Sikong Changfeng immediately darted behind his senior brother, Long Feiyang. There, he stood like a wooden puppet, and he actually looked rather convincing.
Qin Jiuge, meanwhile, was left behind completely alone to face the Battlefield of Carnage before him. Deep down, he had cursed Sikong Changfeng countless times already.
Couldn't he be his brother's lifesaving straw just once and give him some proper support here?
Yet when Sikong Changfeng saw Qin Jiuge's pleading gaze, he displayed the wisdom of the world's cleverest man—his eyes watched his nose, his nose watched his heart, and anything