Editor: Larbre Studio Yan Xin was silent for a while before turning to Wen Xiangyang, “Xiangyang, I will help you search again today.
If it can’t be found, you can use the man you hired with your money.”
“Okay.”
Yan Xin gave an address, and Wen Xiangyang drove her there.
On the way home, Wen Xiangyang thought for a moment and sent Mu Lingqian a text message.
“Seven o’clock tomorrow morning, meet at Mousse.”
The message took about an hour to get a reply, and it was only one word: “Okay.”
On the wedding day, the weather carried on the previous day’s sunshine.
Wen Xiangyang got up early and stood in front of the full-length mirror.
Looking at her reflection, she suddenly had a thought.
She turned around and walked to the closet, taking out a candy-green small suit.
Ten minutes later, a beautiful woman appeared in the mirror.
The fitted tailoring and shoulder pads added to her angularity.
Paired with a little black dress, the strong color contrast between black and green was visually striking.
A pair of simple high-heeled shoes added elegance to her chicness.
Wen Xiangyang smiled at her reflection in the mirror, showing a pair of shallow dimples.
She picked up MissKiss’s latest spring-summer light-colored handbag, everything was just perfect.
Usually, Wen Xiangyang wasn’t fond of dressing up.
So when she did, she immediately attracted many people’s attention as soon as she walked downstairs.
She drove to the entrance of Mousse.
After parking her car and checking her watch, it was 6:50 and Mu Lingqian hadn’t arrived yet, and Mousse wasn’t open.
The wedding begins at ten in the morning.
They just need to be there at nine.
Wen Xiangyang arrived early to coordinate with Mu Lingqian to prevent exposing their ruse.
But she waited until eight and Mu Lingqian still hadn’t arrived.
Wen Xiangyang couldn’t help but make a call to Mu Lingqian, but nobody answered on the other end.
That couple chose to hold their wedding at a five-star hotel at Changning Island in Nande City to show off.
It would take an hour’s drive to get there.
Wen Xiangyang made a final call to Mu Lingqian.
When no one answered, she sent a text message with the hotel’s address.
Finally, she angrily added, “Boss, where’s your professionalism?
If you dare stand me up, I won’t let you off even if I die!”
They had made a promise the day before yesterday, and he had replied to her message yesterday.
How could he stand her up today?
After that bitch and that bastard got together without any remorse, they kept ridiculing her, even ruining her reputation.
They were spreading rumors in their circle that she was the mistress.
Now they were inviting her to their wedding and asking her to bring her boyfriend.
Their purpose was obvious!
Wen Xiangyang took a deep breath, and her phone rang.
She picked up the phone and shouted, “Listen, handsome, where’s your professionalism?
You finally answered the phone.
Where are you?”
“Xiangyang, what’s wrong?
It’s me.”
When Wen Xiangyang heard the voice, she took a deep breath, “Xiao Xin, it’s you.”
“Did the man you hired cause any problems?” Yan Xin quickly guessed the reason and her voice carried a layer of worry.
“Xiao Xin, I got stood up.”
Wen Xiangyang’s face was full of frustration.
“What?
You must be kidding.
I told you that men found on such websites weren’t reliable!” Yan Xin complained, but quickly moved on.
“Xiangyang, come over first.
If all else fails, I’ll speak to my friend to temporarily impersonate your male companion.
After all, it’s no big deal for me, being single and all.”