Chapter 8 Pouring All Love on Her
"I'm fine." Mi Jing waved cheerfully at Shen Lingxing, then continued walking forward.
Shen Lingxing stared blankly for a moment. Mi Jing, bathed in the soft sunlight of early winter, was surrounded by a faint halo. Her smile was bright, her eyes dazzling, making her appear ethereal and nimble. The scene was beautiful, making everything around her lose its color. In that instant, Shen Lingxing's eyes only saw her in vivid colors.
The wedding venue was absolutely lively and celebratory. Mi Jing, led by the greeters, walked into the banquet hall of the hotel, her gaze sweeping across the room. Among the many wine tables, she spotted one filled with old acquaintances. About to walk over, she noticed Han Xiujie mingling in the crowd from the corner of her eye, quickly dismissing the idea of approaching.
"Mi Jing, over here!"
Just as Mi Jing was looking for another place to sit, someone with sharp eyes spotted her. That person called out loudly, their voice booming over the murmur of the crowd, attracting quite a few glances. Those who knew Mi Jing all turned their gaze towards her.
Mi Jing gave a silent smile to the table of old classmates, internally struggling whether to go over or not. Naturally, she didn't want to, but since everyone had seen her, not going over would clearly show disrespect. Besides, she couldn't find an excuse to dodge.
"Mi Jing, come sit over here! According to custom, the bride's friends and the groom's friends should sit at separate tables." At another wine table two tables away from Mi Jing's college friends, a slightly plump woman suddenly stood up, her voice resonant and clear, rivaling the high decibel of the male classmate who had just called Mi Jing.
A savior appeared just in time, ending Mi Jing's dilemma. After greeting the classmates, she almost teared up as she walked over to Lisa.
"Lisa, thank you." Mi Jing patted Lisa's shoulder, her words filled with deep gratitude.