A fashion queen

Song Yuhang stared at the two people in front of him, his face filled with disbelief. He had never imagined that these two people had secretly obtained a marriage certificate! This news was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the last shred of fantasy in his heart. He had originally held on to some hope, but now he finally realized that he had completely lost his chance.

This feeling of loss didn't last long, and soon, Song Yuhang felt relieved. Although he couldn't be with the one he loved, as long as she was happy, wasn't that enough? Thinking of this, his mood gradually calmed down, and even a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

So, he said sincerely and enthusiastically to the newlyweds in front of him: "That's great! Congratulations! When you hold your wedding, don't forget to notify me!" His words were full of joy and blessings.

Hearing this, Mo Yunting smiled slightly, gently put his arm around Cui Xueying's shoulders, looked at Song Yuhang affectionately, and responded: "Of course! However, Xueying and I sincerely hope that you can find your own happiness as soon as possible." After that, he gently squeezed Cui Xueying's hand, his eyes full of love.

Faced with such sincere wishes, Song Yuhang smiled calmly and replied, "Haha, thank you for your concern! I believe my happiness is waiting for me not far away!"

Cui Xueying tilted her head slightly, her gaze fixed on the exquisite clock hanging on the wall. The hands ticked away, as if telling the passage of time. Her lips curled up unconsciously, revealing a delighted smile. Then, turning cheerfully to look at Yun Moting, she said in a sweet voice, "Yun Ting, you two can chat here. I have something to do and have to leave for a while!"

Hearing this, a trace of doubt appeared on Mo Yunting's face, and he quickly asked: "What's the matter? Are you so anxious?"

Cui Xueying hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly explained, "Well, it's like this. Feifei told me this morning she would come over for a visit, and I just suddenly remembered that the little gift I bought for her was still here. I forgot to give it to her, so I had to go get it quickly."

"Oh, so that's the case. Then you should go quickly. Yuhang and I have some important things to discuss, so I can't go with you." Mo Yunting said, reaching out and gently stroking her hair, his eyes full of pampering.

"Well, okay, I'll go get it first, you guys can chat slowly." Cui Xueying smiled and nodded to the two of them, then turned around lightly and walked slowly upstairs with elegant steps.

Song Yuhang, silently watching her departing figure, couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion. He knew that the past was gone, irretrievable. Now, he had to bravely let go of the past and embark on a new journey to find his true happiness.

"Yuhang, I've actually been wanting to say thank you." Mo Yunting took a deep breath and finally broke the suffocating silence in the room. He stared at his good friend Song Yuhang, his eyes filled with sincerity and gratitude. "Thank you for disregarding your own safety and resolutely taking the risk to search for clues. You know, it's not an easy task, and the slightest mistake could put you in danger. Also, thank you for your meticulous protection of Xueying. Without you, I really don't know what kind of predicament she would have faced. But as a brother, I sincerely hope that you can find a partner willing to accompany you on your long journey of life as soon as possible, because this is a vital matter for everyone."

Hearing this, Song Yuhang smiled faintly, then reached out and patted Mo Yunting on the shoulder and said, "Do we really need to be so polite to each other? Don't forget, we are good brothers who are as close as brothers! Besides, it's my duty to protect Xueying. After all, she is so kind and lovely. As for finding a partner, I really don't have any plans in this regard at the moment, so don't try to persuade me anymore."

Mo Yunting frowned slightly, as if about to say something to persuade Song Yuhang to change his mind, but just then, a crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded, echoing throughout the room. Mo Yunting's words stopped abruptly. He turned his head to look at the door, secretly wondering: Maybe it's the friend Xueying mentioned earlier. With this thought, he stood up and prepared to open the door.