The Big Shot is Also Crazy About Me Today

"You—" Song Qingyang frowned, wanting to say something, but in the end said nothing.

Today was her wedding, the most important day of her life. Even though the man standing beside her was the wrong one, she was married now—this was a fact that could no longer be changed.

She turned her eyes slightly, looking toward where Song Yansheng was, and her heart sank, again and again.

...

After the wedding came the buffet lunch, but Shi Nuan really didn’t have much of an appetite.

Yao Ziwan tried to persuade her: "Eat something, at least a little. Otherwise if Mr. Song finds out, he’ll probably feel bad..."

Shi Nuan finally nodded. Even though she was in a bad mood, she still had to eat.

Yao Ziwan said, "Nuannuan, honestly, whether it’s Yu Dou or Song Qingyang, right now they both count as people who aren’t exactly on good terms with you. Whatever they’re like, whether they marry or not, you really don’t need to take it to heart..."

Shi Nuan’s lashes trembled lightly. She nodded and said, "I know. I just... just feel it’s not worth it for certain people."

Yao Ziwan didn’t really get it. "Certain people?"

Shi Nuan shook her head. "Forget it. They’re already husband and wife now. Whatever you say, it’s too late. And this kind of thing isn’t something I can meddle in anyway!"

Yao Ziwan nodded. "As long as you can let it go..."

Shi Nuan lowered her eyes and went on eating. Yao Ziwan, however, looked like she had something to say but was hesitating. She called softly, "Nuannuan..."

Shi Nuan lifted her head to look at her, squinting a little. "Sister Yao, what’s wrong?"

Yao Ziwan hesitated slightly, but in the end still decided to ask.

She said, "It’s like this, Nuannuan. A couple of days ago I accidentally heard some news, they said... said K got into some kind of trouble?"

Shi Nuan was slightly taken aback. "Got into trouble?"

Yao Ziwan nodded. "Yeah. I asked Mr. Song about it, and he told me K really has gotten himself into some trouble. He hurt someone in America, and the person he hurt is exactly Ms. Wen, the one who came today with Mr. Song. I don’t know what’s behind it all, why K would hurt Ms. Wen, or how K would even know Ms. Wen... Mr. Song didn’t tell me much, but I really want to know—Nuannuan, do you... do you know what’s going on?"

Shi Nuan blinked, then said, "Sorry, Sister Yao, about this... I don’t really know much."

"Really?" A hint of disappointment showed in Yao Ziwan’s eyes.

"What have you been eating?"

Just then, a clear, gentle male voice sounded.

Shi Nuan froze for a moment, raised her head, and was stunned—the person who’d come over was Yao Shuyan.

Yao Ziwan was also a bit surprised. "Bro, how come you’re here? Where’s Miss Shi Jiaojiao?"

Yao Shuyan said, "She’s over there keeping Uncle Shi and Aunt Li company... I happened to be free, so I came over to check on you two."

Yao Ziwan nodded. "So that’s how it is."

The atmosphere suddenly went quiet.

Shi Nuan wasn’t familiar with Yao Shuyan and had no idea what to say.

She also knew the reason Yao Shuyan had come over to them was nothing more than Yao Ziwan.

With that, she figured she should be tactful and not play the third wheel here.

Shi Nuan stood up to take her leave. Yao Ziwan felt a bit awkward, wanting to call her back, but Shi Nuan didn’t respond at all.

Yao Shuyan said, "Mrs. Song meant well. She just wanted some time to talk to the two of us siblings alone. Or is it that you already have nothing left you want to say to me?"

Yao Ziwan said, "It’s not that there’s nothing to say, it’s that I don’t know what to say..."

"Say whatever you want to say..."

Yao Ziwan’s voice was still very flat. "I don’t really have anything I want to say anymore."

Yao Shuyan frowned and said, "Zi Wang, I know you’ve never gotten over what happened five years ago, right?"

Yao Ziwan paused, looking at him in surprise.

Yao Shuyan knitted his brows slightly and said, "Yeah, I know you were pretending to be asleep then. But I didn’t want to stop; I still kissed you, even though it was just a very light kiss..."

A sudden ache rose in Yao Ziwan’s chest. She said, "But if I remember right, just a few days later you started dating some girl and even brought her to me to introduce her, didn’t you?"

"Yes..." Yao Shuyan’s thin lips moved slightly as he said, "Because I knew you were pretending to sleep then. I was afraid my momentary impulse would make you feel burdened. And I knew there was a man named K in your heart—you couldn’t possibly have feelings for me..."

Yao Ziwan’s chest sank, the feeling of pain heavier than just now.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Right, I like K. I’ve always liked K. And you’re just my brother, just a brother... So please, get along well with Miss Shi Jiaojiao. When you get engaged and married in the future, I’ll definitely give you my blessings—my sincere blessings... Brother."

That last "Brother," Yao Ziwan bit down on especially hard.

She seemed to finally understand what her own restlessness and that faint ache were.

Maybe she’d understood long ago, but had just kept pretending not to know, not daring to know.