<h4>Chapter 1255: He Cried</h4>


    He Xiyan was exquisitely dressed up; she was wearing a traditional Chinese wedding gown. It was a bright red qipao that was made from real silk and reached to her ankles.


    She wanted a simple banquet, so she neither walked down the aisle nor held a formal wedding ceremony. It was a simple banquet and during the banquet, the happy couple epted toasts from the tables of guests who had been invited to the banquet.


    She initially thought that they could do away with this banquet and wanted to keep a low profile since they were just getting remarried. However, Ye Hao wanted to formally announce to his rtives and close friends that she was his wife, the future mistress of the Ye family.


    Although it was supposed to be a simple wedding banquet, the hotel didn’t seem to get the memo. The hotel seemed to use this event to promote themselves and there was a string of words that were proudly disyed at the entrance of the hotel – “Wishing Mr. Ye Hao and Miss He Xiyan a blissful and happy marriage.”


    Everyone in Ye City recognized Ye Hao’s name and several guests stopped in front of the entrance to the hotel, and chatted andughed when they saw the message on disy.


    A heavily pregnant woman walked toward the hotel with a young boy in tow. The young boy looked like he was barely two years old.


    She was about to head inside when the words on the disy screen caught her attention.


    She stopped just like all the other guests and stared at the string of words.


    “He Xiyan... Ye Hao...” she muttered and she smiled meaningfully.


    “Mom...” the young boy next to her said as he tugged at her trousers. He didn’t understand why his mother had stopped in her tracks.


    “Rui Rui, let’s wait here for your dad. He has gone to park the car,” Lin Ziya said as she turned to look behind her.


    Two minutester, she spotted her husband pulling arge suitcase behind him.


    The suitcase contained their clothes and daily essentials.


    “What’s wrong? Do they not have any room avabile?” Chen Jiahang asked when he saw his wife standing in front of the hotel.


    Lin Ziya smiled, took her husband’s hand in hers, and pointed at the disy.


    Soon, the man read the announcement that was disyed on the screen.


    Chen Jiahang stiffened, as though someone had hit his pressure points and rendered him immobile.


    He stood in front of the disy, his eyes never leaving the disy as he read the announcement again and again.


    “She has gotten remarried to her ex-husband,” Lin Ziya said. Then, she looked at her husband and studied his expression.


    She clocked his surprise, then the barely perceptible hint of sadness before... she thought she saw tears in his eyes.


    He was crying.


    She couldn’t believe that he was crying.


    Lin Ziya’s heart stopped and she felt as though two silver needles had pierced through her heart.


    She clenched her jaw and balled her hands into fists. She didn’t speak but her breathing quickened.


    She guessed that he would be surprised or even feel a sense of loss, but she didn’t expect him to cry.


    She couldn’t believe that he was crying over a woman who left him over six years ago.


    “Let’s go,” Lin Ziya was about to speak when Chen Jiahang took her hand as though nothing had happened.


    Rui Rui also reached out to take his mother’s hand.


    They walked up to the concierge and checked into a room.


    They turned and walked toward the elevator after they collected their card keys.