The butler rarely handled such a grand affair, and Guan Yang's wedding was exceptionally lively.
Song Qinian still accompanied Shen Chiyan to the event. She hadn't seen Sheng Jiaojiao yet, but she did see Guan Yang dressed in a black suit.
Guan Yang was on the phone, his expression utterly unlike someone getting married; it was more akin to attending a funeral.
"Second Master, Miss Mu has already put on her gown."
"Has she left?"
"No, she cut some roses and returned to her room, seemingly... seemingly to arrange flowers."
At that moment, Guan Yang's face grew even more grim.
Song Qinian didn't know what exactly was happening with Guan Yang, and she was quite worried about Yuxin.
She wondered what Yuxin was doing today?
She surely knew it was Guan Yang and Sheng Jiaojiao's wedding day. She couldn't imagine how heartbroken Yuxin must be.
At this moment, in Guan Yang's villa, Mu Yuxin was not arranging flowers. Instead, she was plucking rose petals one by one and placing them in the bathtub.
To torment her, Guan Yang had the wedding ceremony of him and Sheng Jiaojiao broadcast on the televisions in the living room and study. No matter what Mu Yuxin was doing, even if she couldn't see the images, she could hear the sounds from the wedding.
Heh... truly cruel.
Before long, the bathtub was covered with rose petals.
Mu Yuxin, wearing a red qipao, slowly stepped into the tub and took out the fruit knife she had hidden earlier.
No one was unafraid of death, and Mu Yuxin was no exception.
But after escaping once, she knew with absolute clarity that unless she died, she and Guan Yang would never be free.
Guan Yang hated her so much. If she died, perhaps he could let go of his hatred and live his life well.
Moreover, she didn't want to be the third party in their marriage, didn't want to be secretly ridiculed by others because of her, and didn't want Nian Nian to be pointed at because of her as a friend.
The wedding had reached the part where Guan Yang was to go pick up Sheng Jiaojiao. He looked truly handsome today. They were a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman.
Mu Yuxin gazed at Guan Yang greedily, and the sharp knife sliced through the skin of her wrist. Cherry-red blood instantly flowed from the wound.
The wedding ceremony was bustling with excitement. The host was doing his best to energize the crowd, and finally, it was time for the couple to exchange vows.
"Miss Sheng Jiaojiao, will you take Mr. Guan Yang to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live with him in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, forsaking all others, keeping yourself only unto him, for as long as you both shall live?"
Sheng Jiaojiao gazed at Guan Yang affectionately and shyly nodded, "Yes, I do."
Mu Yuxin's consciousness began to blur. She placed her wounded wrist into the bathtub and watched as the water slowly turned red, feeling a sense of profound relaxation.
Sheng Jiaojiao's voice had already become indistinct to her. Afterwards, the host continued to question Guan Yang.
"Mr. Guan Yang, will you take Miss Sheng Jiaojiao to be your lawfully wedded wife, to cherish and adore her, to be faithful to her, forsaking all others, keeping yourself only unto her, for as long as you both shall live?"
Mu Yuxin desperately wanted to open her eyes and take one last look at Guan Yang, or perhaps, to hear his voice one last time. But ultimately, before she could hear Guan Yang's response, she plunged into boundless darkness.
At the wedding ceremony, Guan Yang did not immediately answer the host's question. Because right after the host finished speaking, he felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart, for reasons unknown.
Everyone saw his face turn ashen white, and his lack of immediate response caused whispers to spread.
"What's going on? Could Second Master Guan be having second thoughts?"
"It shouldn't be, right? Regardless, this concerns the reputation of the Guan and Sheng families. Even if he didn't want to get married, he wouldn't let both families lose face."
"But he can't even utter the three words 'I do.' Unless he doesn't love Sheng Jiaojiao."
Sheng Jiaojiao's face also turned quite ugly. She subconsciously grabbed Guan Yang's hand. Guan Yang glanced at her and was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang.
It was the special ringtone he had set for calls from the villa. The call was from his residence.
Guan Yang knew clearly that at this moment, he should be completing the wedding ceremony. But the unease he felt was more intense than that day at the cinema.
Could it be that Mu Yuxin had figured something out?
Sheng Jiaojiao seemed to realize something too, her expression anxious. "Ayang, so many people are here today. Can we please finish the wedding first? We can discuss other matters later."
Guan Yang looked deeply at Sheng Jiaojiao. After a few seconds of struggle, he still took out his phone. "Sorry, I need to take this call first."
This one call was enough to show who held more importance in Guan Yang's heart.
Sheng Jiaojiao's heart was in agony, and she clearly understood that she had lost to Mu Yuxin.
As soon as the call connected, the nanny's voice, laced with tears, rang out, "Second Master... no... it's not good. Miss Mu, she... she..."
Guan Yang's heart tightened violently. "What happened to her?"
"She committed suicide by cutting her wrist! There's so much blood..."
The word "suicide" struck Guan Yang's head like a heavy hammer. His mind went blank for a moment. The next second, without thinking further, he rushed off the stage.
"Guan Yang, where are you going?"
Guan Yang's parents grew anxious and sternly tried to stop him, but he had already vanished.
Guan Mingxu was taken aback by what had happened. He shouted to the butler on the side, "Big Brother, I'll handle things here. I'll go check on Second Brother."
Seeing this, Song Qinian also immediately sensed something was wrong. "Oh no, something must have happened to Yuxin."
She tightly gripped Shen Chiyan's arm. "Shen Chiyan, you... you quickly take me to find Yuxin."
After that, several cars sped towards Guan Yang's villa in quick succession.
Guan Yang ran red lights all the way back to the villa, not knowing how he endured those ten-plus minutes.
"Mu Yuxin!"
Upon returning to the villa, he immediately rushed to the room on the second floor. Mu Yuxin had already been pulled out of the water by the bodyguards. She lay flat on the bed, her face deathly pale, without a trace of blood, as if she were already dead.
For a moment, he suddenly dared not look at her, nor dare to approach her.
The maids and bodyguards dared not make a sound when they saw him enter, each fearing Guan Yang would blame them and fly into a rage, killing them all.
"Did you call an ambulance?"
The maid nodded tearfully, "Yes, but... Miss Mu seems to already..."
Guan Yang remained silent, his steps heavy as he walked towards Mu Yuxin.
Mu Yuxin was wearing the qipao he had given her. Although her wrist was bandaged, blood still seeped out, a glaring sight. He looked down at her, his anger rising as he grabbed her chin. "Mu Yuxin, without my permission, how dare you die! How dare you commit suicide!"
Guan Mingxu and Song Qinian arrived at the same time. The three of them rushed upstairs and saw the scene. Guan Mingxu's face was filled with shock. Song Qinian rushed forward and fiercely pushed Guan Yang aside.
"Yuxin... Yuxin, wake up..."
She cried and shouted, but Mu Yuxin could no longer respond.
The ambulance arrived quickly. When Guan Yang stepped forward to pick up Mu Yuxin, Shen Chiyan blocked him.
"Get out of the way!"
Shen Chiyan did not move, his cold gaze fixed on Guan Yang, his meaning clear: he wouldn't be able to touch Mu Yuxin again today.
Guan Mingxu wanted to say something but ultimately said nothing. He, along with Song Qinian, escorted Mu Yuxin onto the ambulance.
Shen Chiyan: "Isn't Mu Yuxin's current predicament all thanks to you? You should be happy, you should be hoping Mu Yuxin dies. Only then can you consider your revenge complete and be truly free."