Imperfect Desires

659 On Your Wedding Day

"Oh, hello, Ying'er!"

Ying's lips twitched as she looked at Xin Zimen's smile and only got one thing out of her mouth and that too in a whining tone, "Ziziiii..."

Xin Zimen chuckled at her. "My Ying'er looks wow. Just wow!"

Ying snorted, "That's not helpful."

"Why not?" he questioned.

"You locked me out! And that too from my own best friend's wedding!" She was willing to understand his reasons but still.

"Aren't you here now?"

Ying opened her mouth and closed it, she opened it again and finally said, "That's different. The ceremony ended already."

Xin Zimen placed his hand on her head very gently as he said, "You might like to inflict pain on yourself but I don't want to see you get hurt."

"But..."

"Silly girl. The fun is just starting. Wedding ceremonies are just super boring anyway. The fun part is recessionals. And you're just on time for that."

"As if you left me any other choice," grumbled Ying in dissatisfaction.

Ying wanted to continue but before she could Xin Zimen excused himself saying, "Bring your boyfriend to see me before leaving."

"Why?"

"Because I said so," with that being said he walked away to whoever was looking for him.

"Took you long enough to get here."

Ying looked to her right and looked at the bride who had come especially to greet her. How honoring! With a perfect smile and friendly gesture, Qiu Meihui even took the initiative to hug Ying before all those guests.

"And here I thought you got too scared to even show up here," whispered Qiu Meihui keeping her perfect smile on. "Or was it too painful, so you decided to cry in a corner before joining us?"

"Scared? Of whom? You?" snickered Ying in response. "I told you I'm done playing nice, stop trying to urge me to tear you apart before all these people. This white wedding of yours might become a bloody night."

Qiu Meihui narrowed her eyes at Ying and smirked, "That's exactly what I want. I also want all these people to see your true face. I want them to see that you aren't as perfect as you seem. You're nothing but a fake."

"I don't know why you think I'm perfect to people," started Ying. "Every person in this room knows how dangerous I am. After all, I come from the Yan family. My maternal family has never been too normal. The only reason everyone likes me here because I do my best to give them the respect they deserve. And the only reason you've been getting my respect and patience is your parents."

"White lotus? Oh! You're talking about your maid of honor?"

"Ying! Watch your words!"

Ying shook her head, "Yo! Do you really want to have this conversation on your wedding day? Just what the hell are you even thinking?" Taking a step forward, Ying held her wrist but her expressions didn't change as she enunciated on each word, "I warned you before. You can hurt me all you want but I won't take it lying down if the one getting hurt is Ah-Li."

"Ah! Such love, how heartwarming!" Ying felt herself getting another headache because of how Qiu Meihui sounded. "But such a pity that the same love is not returned. Aww... Poor you!"

Ying's hand clenched into a fist. She so wanted to punch her face right now.

"Your boyfriend seemed to have kept you very busy, eh?"

Both Ying and Qiu Meihui looked up at Xiao Li who was staring at Ying.

"I can't believe you missed the wedding ceremony with your best friend. But then again, love before friends, eh." He took a pause before adding, "But shouldn't you cover it up?"

Ying who had been frowning at his words, suddenly had an epiphany as her hand instinctively went up to cover the mark on her neck. What the fudge! She actually forgot all about it! And she even flipped her hair back dramatically. What an idiot!

Seeing her reaction, Xiao Li laughed at her, "I think everyone already saw it."

Ying shrugged her shoulders as she did before Han Bohai and casually repeated herself, "I've got nothing to hide."

Her response made Xiao Li roll his eyes as he said, "Of course, you don't. How can the might Yan Ying have anything to hide? She'd rather make everyone blind than hiding anything herself."

Ying felt proud as she replied, "Thanks for the compliment, Ah-Li. And congratulations!" She looked at Qiu Meihui who was fuming for some reason. "You finally married the person you always wanted to."

Qiu Meihui wrapped her hands around Xiao Li's arm as she looked at Ying provokingly, "He did. That's called destiny."

Ying burst out laughing. "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You really have no idea about destiny at all."

"What are you implying?"

Before Ying could open her mouth, Xiao Li threw her a warning look, "Ying! Go and say hi to your grandmother."

Ying exhaled a long breath, "Fine."

Only when she walked away, Qiu Meihui let go of Xiao Li's arm and said, "Don't get the wrong idea."

"I've stopped getting the wrong ideas," replied Xiao Li calmly.

Qiu Meihui looked at the side of his face with a complicated gaze. She was pretty sure that Xiao Li didn't react like he used to do. In fact, even when she ignored him, cursed him, or did whatever else, his behavior never changed with her. But lately, he had been very distant and polite around her like a stranger. Perhaps, it was the anxiousness that his behavior caused within her that urged her to propose this marriage.

And when Xiao Li agreed to the marriage without any hesitation, she was certain that she was overthinking. She still mattered just the same to him. Or so she thought.