Although Song Qinian knew Shen Chi'an didn't like her, she treasured everything he gave her in a locked box.
Besides, that necklace was so expensive; what if she lost it?
"However, the necklace the young madam is wearing is also very beautiful. Fifth Master will surely like it when he sees it."
Song Qinian smiled slightly, her thoughts drifting.
She couldn't be too dazzling at the wedding, lest people misunderstand her for stealing the bride's thunder.
But she also couldn't be too plain, making Shen Chi'an lose face.
For this reason, Song Qinian specifically wore a light cyan slip dress. The dresses in her wardrobe were all brought by Li Nanxun, and the brands were in French, which Song Qinian didn't recognize.
But the fabric and craftsmanship of the dresses were excellent. Song Qinian felt as long as they were comfortable to wear, it was fine.
When Shen Chi'an saw Song Qinian, the cold and indifferent eyes flickered slightly.
The light cyan color made Song Qinian's pale skin look like beautiful, lustrous white jade. Her swan neck was graceful and delicate, and her collarbones were stunningly beautiful.
Besides kissing Song Qinian's lips, Shen Chi'an always loved kissing her neck and collarbones, and even more so, leaving his bite marks on them.
That made him feel very good, as if Song Qinian were his exclusive possession.
"You certainly know how to dress up!"
Song Qinian didn't know if Shen Chi'an was genuinely praising her or being sarcastic.
Shen Chi'an's attire today was not much different from usual, except his cufflinks were a style Song Qinian had never seen before, perhaps newly bought.
Shen Chi'an extended his hand. Song Qinian didn't know if that was what he meant, so she stood still.
Impatient, Shen Chi'an pulled Song Qinian over, making her arm rest on his.
"If you dawdle any longer, the wedding will be over."
Today's wedding was held on an outdoor lawn. There was a swimming pool and a golf course nearby, and the area was filled with fragrant roses covered in dew, likely transported in the early morning.
Beautiful colored lights hung above the roses, with photos of the bride and groom clipped to them.
At first, Song Qinian thought the groom looked familiar. She looked closely and realized it was indeed Shen Yushu.
Song Qinian had heard Miao Zi'ai say that Shen Yushu was getting married soon, but she never expected that the wedding Shen Chi'an brought her to was Shen Yushu's.
Seeing that Song Qinian had recognized Shen Yushu, Shen Chi'an sneered, "I remember you used to have a good relationship with Shen Yushu. You even drove your old car to give him rides several times. Are you happy attending his wedding now?"
Song Qinian pursed her lips, not responding.
He knew very well that Shen Yushu had schemed against her back then, yet he said such things. It couldn't be jealousy; it had to be mockery.
However, Shen Yushu didn't have the capability to invite Shen Chi'an to his wedding.
Therefore, the person who invited Shen Chi'an must have been the bride.
Song Qinian glanced at the bride. She was quite similar to Miao Zi'ai's description; the bride's appearance was indeed ordinary, and she was quite plump.
When Song Qinian and Shen Yushu hadn't fallen out, Shen Yushu had once spoken about his ideal type.
Fair skin, beautiful face, and long legs.
Yet now, why was he marrying such a woman?
Regardless of the reason, it was Shen Yushu's choice. Song Qinian couldn't even sort out her own troubles, let alone concern herself with his life plans.
"Ah Yan..."
A familiar voice suddenly reached their ears. Song Qinian's brow furrowed, and she saw Lin Qiutong, dressed to the nines, smiling and walking towards them.
Seeing Song Qinian arm-in-arm with Shen Chi'an, Lin Qiutong's expression changed slightly, and the sadness in her eyes was quite evident.
Song Qinian saw it, and Shen Chi'an naturally saw it too.
Song Qinian thought Shen Chi'an would let go of her hand. If it were in the past, she would have let go first, but today, for some reason, she not only didn't let go but also clung to Shen Chi'an's arm tighter.
Shen Chi'an lowered his gaze and looked at Song Qinian faintly. Song Qinian kept her head down, so he couldn't see her expression, but her action was clearly targeted.
At this moment, Lin Qiutong seemed to have composed herself and smiled at Shen Chi'an, "I knew these swallow cufflinks would suit you very well, and they match your swallow brooch perfectly. You were already handsome, and these cufflinks elevate your handsomeness by eight degrees."
Song Qinian's heart sank. Shen Chi'an's clothes and accessories were all managed by her. No wonder she hadn't seen these cufflinks before; they were a gift from Lin Qiutong.
Before, she had given Shen Chi'an a swallow brooch, and Lin Qiutong had promptly sent a pair of swallow cufflinks. What a coincidence.
Song Qinian suddenly felt that her act of clinging to Shen Chi'an just now was like a clown stripped naked and thrown onto the street, pathetic and tragic.
She slowly let go of Shen Chi'an. Seeing this, Lin Qiutong smiled at her, "Nian Nian, you look so beautiful today."
Song Qinian nodded faintly, without any further response.
A moment later, someone Lin Qiutong knew arrived. Lin Qiutong went to greet them, and Shen Chi'an directly pulled Song Qinian into a deserted corner, pressing her against the wall.
"What tantrum are you throwing?"
Song Qinian looked at Shen Chi'an calmly. When had she thrown a tantrum? She simply didn't want to interact with Lin Qiutong. Besides, even if she used sign language, Lin Qiutong wouldn't understand. So how was that throwing a tantrum?
"You're deliberately showing affection in front of Tongtong to provoke her. Are you happy now?"
Only then did Song Qinian understand. Shen Chi'an was referring to her clinging to his arm earlier.
Song Qinian tightly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she reached out and gestured faintly, "You asked me to accompany you to the wedding, so what do you want me to do? See Lin Qiutong and then immediately give her my place beside you?"
Shen Chi'an's face turned extremely grim as Song Qinian refuted him repeatedly.
Actually, he didn't know what he was truly thinking.
He was quite pleased when he saw Song Qinian's possessiveness towards him.
But seeing Lin Qiutong's sad and hurt expression made him feel very uncomfortable.
These conflicting emotions pulled at him, making him extremely agitated.
He didn't even know what answer he expected when he pulled Song Qinian here and asked that question.
But it certainly wasn't this answer.
The wedding was about to begin, and the processional music had already started. Seeing Shen Chi'an staring at her without speaking, Song Qinian, in her understanding, gestured, "Do you need me to leave now?"
"Leave?"
Shen Chi'an let out a light scoff, grabbed Song Qinian's arm, and placed it in his own. "Since you want to leave so badly, then stay obediently by my side today and don't leave even an inch."