She didn't have to look to know it was Song Tan.
Liang Wan still hadn't figured out what to say, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He raised an eyebrow and smiled. "The groom is here. Shall we go watch?"
Just like that, her jumbled thoughts were pushed aside.
Liang Wan, on the other hand, felt a little embarrassed. 'My earlier exit had clearly been more of a hasty retreat born of humiliation...'
"So, are we going or not?" Song Tan jutted his chin toward the door, a look of someone eager for a good show on his face.
"We are!" Liang Wan nodded emphatically and began to smile as well.
"Then let's hurry!"
Song Tan watched her with a gentle smile. 'Some things are useless no matter how much others talk about them. If she can't figure it out on her own, it's no good. It'll just take time.'
As they spoke, they hurried to the door, afraid that if they dawdled any longer, the procession would arrive.
A man taking a bride was common, but a woman taking a groom was a rarity.
