novelraw Chapter 116 Laugh If You Want
Chapter 116 Laugh If You Want
The moment the wedding march began, the entire banquet hall fell silent.
Jin Qiqi took her father's arm and walked step by step to the end of the red carpet.
Gu Yanxu stood there, his eyes already red.
Lu Xiran stood in the bridesmaid's position, watching this scene unfold.
Watching Jin's father place Jin Qiqi's hand in Gu Yanxu's, watching Gu Yanxu lower his head to kiss the back of her hand with such tenderness, watching the light in their eyes when they looked at each other.
Her eyes were also a little hot.
very nice.
Her best friend married for love.
When they exchanged vows, Jin Qiqi cried, and Gu Yanxu cried too. The two of them cried and laughed together on stage.
Lu Xiran couldn't help but laugh.
She immersed herself in the wedding.
Don't think about anything else.
Gu Yanshen sat in the guest section.
Staring at the newcomers on stage.
But he didn't absorb anything.
His peripheral vision was always on her.
Always.
The ceremony has ended.
After Lu Xiran accompanied Jin Qiqi to change into her toasting dress, she had just returned to the banquet hall when Xin Rui grabbed her hand.
"Ranran! Come, come, sit here!"
Xin Rui's enthusiasm was irresistible. She half-pulled, half-dragged Lu Xiran to the table next to the main table and made her sit down.
Before Lu Xiran could react, she saw a familiar figure sitting next to her.
—Xin Mubai.
He wore a dark gray suit today, and looked much more presentable than yesterday.
He's looking down at his phone right now, appearing completely isolated from the world.
Lu Xiran was stunned for a moment.
"Mu Bai!" Xin Rui's voice rang out, "Please take good care of Ranran for your aunt!"
aunt?
Lu Xiran remembered the person Xin Rui wanted to introduce her to that day.
—So it was Xin Mubai!
Xin Mubai raised his head and looked at Lu Xiran's face.
Then he raised an eyebrow.
"Auntie, we've already met."
"Great, great!" Xin Rui's eyes lit up. She looked at Xin Mubai and then at Lu Xiran, her gaze practically admiring the perfect couple she had brought together.
Lu Xiran smiled politely.
He smiled faintly.
Xin Mubai glanced at her.
"If you don't want to laugh, then don't." He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and said in a nonchalant tone, "There's no need to force yourself to laugh."
Lu Xiran was stunned.
Then the curve of his lips slowly flattened out.
She really didn't want to talk.
I really didn't want to laugh.
Xin Mubai didn't say anything more, continued eating, and occasionally glanced at his phone.
There were a few other people at the table, all of whom were relatives who had been there earlier.
One of the women, who looked to be in her forties, was a devoted fan of Song Zhihe. She had watched the entire scene in the corridor earlier, and now her gaze lingered on Lu Xiran as she whispered to the person next to her.
The sound was neither too loud nor too soft.
Just enough for everyone at this table to hear.
"Some people are just so shameless. It's their best friend's wedding, yet they cause trouble everywhere. I don't know how they can be so thick-skinned."
The person next to him smiled in agreement.
Lu Xiran tightened her grip on the chopsticks.
But she didn't look up.
Continue eating.
Xin Mubai didn't look up either.
He slowly picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.
Then he spoke.
Some people just won't open their mouths.
He paused, then picked up another piece of food with his chopsticks.
"I can't even fill my stomach when I eat."
The woman's smile froze on her face.
Who are you talking about?
Xin Mubai finally raised his head and looked at her.
His gaze was indifferent, as if he were looking at something unimportant.
"I'm talking about those people who can't even shut up while eating." He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and said, "Why are you getting so worked up?"
The woman's face flushed red.
"You—do you know who I am?"
Xin Mubai raised an eyebrow.
"have no idea."
He took a sip of water.
"I don't want to know."
The woman was so angry she couldn't speak.
Those nearby quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Oh dear, don't take it to heart by arguing with a child..."
"A child?" Xin Mubai put down his chopsticks and looked at the person. "I'm thirty years old this year. You're calling me a child?"
He paused.
"However, you look quite a bit older than me, so how about I call you Auntie?"
The man choked.
Lu Xiran lowered her head, almost unable to hold back her laughter.
Xin Mubai glanced at her.
"Laugh if you want to."
He picked up his chopsticks again.
"Suppressing your feelings can easily lead to illness."
Lu Xiran finally raised her head and glanced at him.
That look in his eyes was a bit complicated.
Xin Mubai ignored her.
Continue eating.
After a few seconds, he spoke again:
"Some people, after living most of their lives, only learn one thing—to use other people's pain as fodder for conversation."
He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
"I don't know if I'll be able to smile when I'm in pain."
The woman's face turned completely pale.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.
Because Xin Mubai didn't even look at her.
He was talking to the steamed sea bass in front of him.
If she responds, wouldn't she be admitting that she is one of "some people"?
She could only keep it to herself.
His face turned purple from holding it in.
Lu Xiran lowered her head.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve into a smile.
"Feed".
Xin Mubai's voice suddenly rang out.
Lu Xiran looked up.
"Don't overthink it." He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks, his tone indifferent. "I'm not doing this for you. I just don't like them."
Lu Xiran was stunned for a moment.
Then he chuckled softly.
"Thanks."
"No need." Xin Mubai didn't even look up. "Just buy me coffee next time."
Lu Xiran: "..."
This person really doesn't suffer any loss.
When Lu Xiran came out of the restroom, there were already people waiting for her in the hallway.
Song Kexin leaned against the wall, arms crossed, a smile playing on her lips. Two women stood beside her—one she'd seen at the wedding banquet, a fan of Song Zhihe, and a relative of Liu Lin.
Three against one.
Lu Xiran paused for a moment, then continued walking forward.
"Lu Xiran".
Song Kexin spoke, her voice filled with undisguised malice.
"Who do you think you are?"
Lu Xiran stopped.
She looked at Song Kexin but didn't say anything.
Song Kexin took a step forward.
"What are you being so arrogant about? Doesn't President Gu not even give you a second glance these days?"
Lu Xiran looked at her.
His gaze was indifferent, as if he were looking at a clown jumping around.
"That's still better than you, isn't it?"
Her voice was neither hurried nor slow.
Song Kexin's smile froze for a moment.
Do you know what Gu Yanshen's favorite food is?
Lu Xiran took a step forward.
"He loves my cooking the most."
Another step.
Do you know what his favorite scent of shower gel is?
She looked at Song Kexin.
"Cedar scent. Because it calms him down. His closet is full of that scent."
One more step.
"Do you know what he does when he can't sleep at night?"
Lu Xiran stood in front of Song Kexin and whispered in her ear,
"He would hold me and tell me he loved me."