He'd been in love with Jiang Rou for a long time.
Today was her wedding day.
Belial stood among the guests,
watching Jiang Rou in her trailing wedding gown, her head veiled in white and flowers in her hands.
She exchanged vows with Jian, and they were married under the witness of the Plasma Spark Tower.
His fingers tightened unconsciously around his glass, nearly crushing it.
He'd never felt such pain in his heart. It was almost impossible to breathe.
After the wedding, Jiang Rou went back to the bridal suite first.
Belial stayed at the banquet with Jian to entertain the guests.
He watched Jian drink glass after glass, and took quite a few himself.
The alcohol burned his throat, but couldn't suppress the darkness welling up inside him.
Jian drank to his heart's content, his face flushed. He slung an arm over Belial's shoulder and said with a grin,
“Belial, this is the happiest day of my life... Rou'er finally married me.”
Belial smiled but said nothing.
That's right, she married you.
Now that she's your wife,
and I'm the brother who'd go through hell and back with you.
Very good looking
How could you sleep at such a young age? Why don't you get up and write? Really, who can read this little update every day? Hurry up and write.