Chapter 52

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Xia Xingcheng was absent-minded throughout the entire wedding. It was hard for him not to pay attention to Yang Youming, who was sitting in the front row, even if he could only see his back.

Chen Hailan’s newly wedded wife was called Xue Zijia. Xia Xingcheng didn’t know how old she was, but she looked very classy and elegant. She was said to be a university professor, not a public figure.

The entire wedding ceremony was romantic and warm. It was obvious that Chen Hailan loved Xue Zijia very much, and the fact that she married Chen Hailan also made Xue Zijia feel very happy.

When Chen Hailan and Xue Zijia exchanged rings and kissed each other after, Xia Xingcheng saw that Chen Hailan seemed to shed tears, and an abrupt sense of envy appeared in his heart–he didn’t know whether he would have a chance to cry for joy on his own wedding day.

When they were finally wed and the bride was about to throw the bouquet in her hand, many people left their seats, especially the unmarried young ladies, who rushed over one after another to try to catch the bride’s bouquet.

Xia Xingcheng didn’t move from his seat. As the people in the front row left their seats, he was able to get a clearer view of Yang Youming’s back. At this time, Yang Youming was currently talking quietly with the director of a TV station.

The bride’s back was turned to everyone as she tossed her bouquet high into the air, but a sea breeze suddenly blew over. The gust of wind from the sea carried a salty scent, and as they were completely unsheltered, it was particularly strong. The bouquet was blown high and far and finally fell in Qin Xueyue’s hands, who had been standing on the outer circle and did not squeeze her way forward.

It was apparent that Qin Xueyue didn’t expect she would actually be able to catch the bouquet–she was stunned for a moment. Then, laughing heartily, she held it up and showed it off to everyone.

While everyone’s attention was on the bride and her bridesmaids, Xia Xingcheng saw Yang Youming stand up and leave the beach with Chen Hailan’s family.

The traditional Chinese wedding reception would be held at noon. In the afternoon, there were all sorts of drinks and refreshments served by the pool and the main villa that acted as the bride and groom’s chambers, and dinner was to be a western-style buffet.

During this period, Xia Xingcheng did not see Yang Youming, or if he did, he didn’t have a chance to talk to him either. In any case, he didn’t even know what he ought to say to Yang Youming either.

After lunch, some of the guests who had work arrangements left first, but there were more people who weren’t in a hurry to leave. All the guests who attended the wedding each had their own hotel rooms, so everyone could hang out until tomorrow.

It was a good opportunity to meet a lot of people and make some friends who you were unfamiliar with in the past.

Wei Zehui was the kind of person who had a very vast social circle. In the afternoon, when a group of young people were taking photos and chatting by the swimming pool, he introduced Xia Xingcheng to Ren Jingyuan, who had acted as Chen Hailan’s best man earlier today. Ren Jingyuan had debuted as an idol singer through a talent show. He began to film idol dramas soon after, and was now a popular traffic star.*

*celebs with a huge following on social media

By nighttime, all the news media who had come for interviews had been asked to leave.

At the poolside, lights were lit and music was played. Drinks were changed into a variety of alcohol, and many people changed into swimsuits and played more wantonly than they had in the brightness of day.

Dressed in only a pair of swimming trunks, Ren Jingyuan did not mind in the least to show-off his great figure. He jumped in from the edge of the pool and swam to the opposite side with outstretched arms.

The edge of the pool was immediately surrounded by young ladies.

Wei Zehui had already taken a fancy to a third-line actress, who was very pretty yet not very popular. She was wearing a long dress over her swimsuit. With a wine glass in her hands, she appeared to not be too happy with Wei Zehui’s presence, yet she still hadn’t left his side.

Xia Xingcheng was wearing the same outfit that he had worn during the day, and his glasses had been on the bridge of his nose for a long time that it was now somewhat uncomfortable. From time to time, he would take them off to rub the bridge of his nose then put them back on.

After a while, Qin Xueyue and three or four girls came over and sat down beside Xia Xingcheng. Qin Xueyue asked him why he didn’t go swimming.

Without much thought, Xia Xingcheng said, “I can’t swim.”

Qin Xueyue immediately said, “I’ll teach you.” With that, she moved to pull Xia Xingcheng up.

Just then, Wei Zehui came with that actress in tow and persuaded everyone to play a drinking game. His proposal was immediately approved by many girls, and soon Ren Jingyuan also came over, attracting more than ten to twenty young people at once to play together by the pool.

Wei Zehui was the best at these. His head was not filled with many things–beautiful women and alcohol already took up more than half.

Xia Xingcheng had often hung out with Wei Zehui and his crew in the past, but today he was not in high spirits. These games required concentration, and he constantly made mistakes, so he had to drink several glasses of wine in succession.

Later on, he could no longer endure this ruse, and took the initiative to beg for mercy with a glass of wine in his hand, “I can’t drink anymore, can I stop drinking?”

With a cigarette in his mouth and a towel draped over his shoulder, Ren Jingyuan pointed at Xia Xingcheng and said, “You can stop drinking, but if you don’t drink, you have to go in the water.”

The rules of the entertainment industry were both complicated and simple at the same time–the ones who can speak are those that are popular.

As soon as Ren Jianyuan’s words were spoken, everyone began to jeer, and two young men held Xia Xingcheng up and threw him into the water. Xia Xingcheng immediately sank to the bottom, the pool’s cold water closed in on him from all directions, muddling up his entire being.

He fought his way back up to the surface. Gasping, he took off the glasses that hung from the bridge of his nose. He couldn’t get angry, couldn’t just walk away, so he smiled as he climbed back up and said, “I’m going to change.”

Someone took a dry towel that was on a shelf and draped it over him.

Qin Xueyue grabbed his hand, “Don’t go!”

Xia Xingcheng could only wrap the towel tightly around himself. He couldn’t afford to not play.

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