On my wedding day, I got up at three in the morning and dressed to the nines.
But when the wedding car arrived, I was dumbfounded.
A white flower was tied to its hood, just like on a hearse!
My fiance's childhood sweetheart was sitting in the passenger seat, tears in her eyes.
"Sister Mingming, I know today is your big day, but my dad died of a heart attack yesterday. I had no choice but to turn your wedding car into a hearse in a pinch. Don't be mad at me."
Gu Beichen sighed. "Filial piety comes first. Siyuan has had it hard, too..."
I looked at them and gave a dry laugh.
"If you're really so filial, carry your father to the cemetery yourself. Don't make changes without asking and turn someone else's wedding car into a hearse!"
At that, Gu Beichen suddenly flew into a rage.
"Fang Mingming! Siyuan is like a sister to me. Her father is my father, and as my wife, he's your father too! Filial piety is your duty. Can you try acting like an adult?"
I nodded coldly, told Gu Beichen to take his childhood sweetheart's father away first, then called the wedding staff.
"Cancel the wedding. Turn the venue into a mourning hall instead."
"I want to mourn my new father."
