Bo Ye finally agreed to my request to marry him.
He specifically told me to dress up, saying he had a surprise planned for me.
But when I arrived in my finest clothes, there was no groom at the wedding.
Bo Ye turned to my stepsister beside him and laughed. “You said weddings were so tedious and boring. So today, I’m going to show you a fun one. How’s that?”
The emcee loudly announced, “The wedding is on hold!”
My childhood friend even pulled down the water balloon they had prepared above my head, soaking me from head to toe.
Bo Ye raised an eyebrow at me with a teasing grin. “Jiang Nian, it was just a joke. You didn’t really think I was going to marry you, did you?”
This wedding was nothing but a farce they had put on to cheer up my stepsister, who suffered from depression.
When I stayed silent, Bo Ye added with a giggle, “If you’re really that desperate to get married, just pick anyone among the guests and marry him.”
But when I really did walk in with a groom on my arm,
they panicked.
