Postpone the wedding.
Li Xue just blinked her eyes as she looked around at people working on her wedding. She was amused to see them working so diligently when she, herself, being the bride, was in oblivion.
It was Sunday morning and she took her holiday of the week as a chance to understand what was happening around her. She was done taking the surprises that were near to giving her the anxiety attacks.
But it seemed like nothing else was in her favor. Even after sitting for more than one and half an hour in the living room, hearing Feng Shufen talk over the calls, and hearing the hushed orders from Sister Margaret to the servant groups, she could not make out anything.
She felt like the student who bunked the class on a non- important day which turned out to be the most important one of the years. More than half of the syllabus got over, while she gained the knowledge of only the negligible.