The Governor's estate glittered with lantern light, silk banners flowing in the evening breeze. Nobles and scholars filled the great hall, cups of wine and whispers of gossip passing like currents beneath the music.
At the center, Hua Lian entered in soft crimson robes — elegant yet restrained, her calm aura like a lotus blooming in moonlight. Her poise caught countless eyes, but none more intently than Xu Han's.
When the music quieted, Xu Han rose, his voice steady, carrying across the hall.
"Honored Governor, respected elders, esteemed guests… Tonight, I, Xu Han of the Xu family, wish to make an announcement."
The hall hushed. Zhao Rui straightened in his seat, his jaw tense.
Xu Han turned, his gaze resting firmly on Hua Lian.
"From the moment I returned to this city, I have admired the virtue, grace, and strength of Miss Hua Lian. With her family's blessing, I intend to make her my wife. The wedding will be held in three months' time, and I humbly invite you all to bear witness."
The hall erupted in murmurs of astonishment.
Elders of the Hua family exchanged delighted smiles. "A fine match! Our Hua Lian will bring honor to us all."
But Zhao Rui's hand crushed the rim of his cup until shards cut his palm. Blood dripped, unnoticed, as his vision tunneled on Hua Lian's serene face.
She was supposed to be mine to scorn, mine to discard. How dare she belong to another—!
From the shadows, Hua Mei trembled, her nails digging into her palms. She had sneaked into the banquet with her mother, clinging to scraps of reputation. Now, each word of Xu Han's announcement tore at her pride.
Xu Han lifted his cup, his voice resolute.
"To my future wife — Hua Lian, jewel of the Hua family. May our union be blessed under Heaven's gaze."
Every guest raised their cup, cheering. Hua Lian bowed her head gracefully, a faint smile curving her lips. Inside, her heart stirred with something unfamiliar — not love yet, but a quiet warmth.
She glanced once at Zhao Rui, whose face was twisted with jealousy and fury. The satisfaction was sharper than any blade.
In my past life, you abandoned me at my lowest. This time, you will watch me rise higher than your reach.