The emcee loudly stirred up the atmosphere, encouraging everyone to cheer. Amidst the noisy crowd, the stage appeared quiet.

I looked at Fang Yao, "I saw her."

She raised an eyebrow, "Your 'her'? Are you sure you didn't mistake someone else?"

I took a deep breath, "I'm sorry."

But she smiled, "If my special someone could really come today, I would leave you and go with her. It's tit for tat."

Fang Yao called the emcee over and whispered a few words to him.

The emcee's expression showed some confusion, but he followed her instructions and shortened the program.

More than ten minutes later, I sneaked out through a side door, took off my formal attire, took off my shoes, and dashed out wearing a T-shirt.

In the hotel lobby, there was no familiar figure.

I ran to the receptionist and asked, "Excuse me, has a tall girl, wearing a hat and black clothes, come in just now?"

Perhaps I was speaking too fast, or maybe my appearance was too strange, they exchanged glances and said nothing.

Zhou Te also chased after me and muttered softly, "Young Master, what are you doing? Today is your wedding. Do you know what a wedding is?"

He was still wearing his groomsman attire with a bow tie.

I told him, "I saw Lu Yinong."

Zhou Te looked at me with a mixture of helplessness and tolerance, "Yi Zhou, Lu Yinong has already passed away. You brought back her ashes with your own hands, don't you remember?"

He forcefully pulled me back, "Let's go, let's toast to everyone. Don't drink, I'll cover for you. You don't even know, my alcohol tolerance has improved over these years."