Ru Feng then fell asleep, and after finishing her tasks, Qiu’s mother gazed at her daughter’s pale face on the hospital bed, sighing softly. Other girls her age should be carefree, enjoying love and youth, not burdened by hopeless love and family responsibilities so early.
Her hand rested on Ru Feng’s shoulder; how could these fragile shoulders bear such hardships? Recently, her daughter had grown more sensible and strong, leaving her feeling both heartache and pride.
Ru Feng’s illness lasted a week before she recovered. Qiu’s mother advised her to rest another day before returning to work. Today was also the day Ning Yuan was marrying his sister.
The largest hotel in Z City was bustling today for the wedding of the third young miss of the Situ Group.
Situ Ying Feng stood at the entrance, feeling bitter. If Wind had seen this scene, it would have broken her heart. Their father had feigned illness and was not present, and Qi Feng could not be there either. Last night, Sui Feng knelt before him in tears, pleading, “Big brother, mother entrusted me to you before her death. For my wedding, you are my only family. Are you not even going to attend? I am your full sister. How can you protect Ru Feng like this? How will you face mother in the afterlife?”
He eventually attended the event, which was beautifully decorated with flowers and luxurious splendor. Sui Feng, as a young lady of the Situ Group, ensured proper appearances.
Ying Feng’s gaze fell on Ning Yuan, dressed in a white suit, tall and elegant. Why did both sisters fall in love with him? Ning Yuan’s gaze searched for someone among the guests, appearing somewhat restless. He then looked away. Ning Yuan had changed his affections, marrying another sister and hurting his most beloved. Ying Feng hoped Sui Feng would not tire of him; otherwise, he would show him that there could be a fate worse than being unable to live or die.
Sui Feng looked at his sister, smiling brightly in her wedding dress, feeling slightly dazed. Would this person truly be her happiness?
