The Wedding Planner

Love or Virtue?

Wei Ying arrived early for his second appointment with Mianmian, only to find Wen Qing already sited inside the office, a cup of coffee in her hand.

"What are you doing here so early?" Wei Ying snapped at Wen Qing.

"You are here early too, for the first time in your life apparently," Wen Qing retorted back.

"I came early because today is an important day," Wei Ying spat out.

"So am I," Wen Qing bit back.

Wei Ying narrowed his eyes and glared at Wen Qing, while Wen Qing fearlessly and steadily held his gaze until Wei Ying caved first and looked away.

"Do not pull anything funny, Wen Qing," Wei Ying said at last, before moving towards the break area to make himself a cup of coffee. Wen Qing had already brewed the coffee for the day.

"I don't know what are you talking about," Wen Qing responded innocently, and Wei Ying huffed his indignation.

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Wei Ying heard the murmurs outside his office door. Mianmian and her fiancé must be here. They were exactly on time. Wei Ying reapplied his lips gloss and straightened his outfit. Wei Ying waited until Wen Qing knocked on his door, to let him know that their client was there.

"Let them in," Wei Ying said.

Mianmian entered first, and the man behind her was......

"Lan Zhan," Wei Ying whispered to himself. As he tried to take a few steps further, he tripped over air as his legs had become jelly, and fell flat on the floor with a loud thud.

"Ouch. Are you alright?" Wei Ying heard Mianmian say.

Wen Qing peeked inside the room. "Did you guys feel the earthquake just now?"

"It's just me falling, Wen Qing," Wei Ying glared at Wen Qing, both of his hands and knees still on the floor.

"Oh! That explains it," Wen Qing smirked at Wei Ying before closing the door behind them.

"Just give me a sec. I'll be right back," Wei Ying got up and said before leaving the room.

Wei Ying went to the break room corner and drank a glass of water. His heart was about to burst out of his chest. Wen Ning and Granny Wen were looking at him in bewilderment. While Wen Qing was in her own world, brows furrowed, probably plotting the demise of someone. Wei Ying wondered whether he should join hands with Wen Qing, in bringing down Mianmian and Lan Zhan's relationship to a poetic end. If they joined forces, perhaps, they could succeed. Then, Lan Zhan would be all his.

"Why are you smiling maniacally?" Wen Qing's voice drew him out of his reverie.

No. But he can't do it. That's very unethical. Maybe he should. Who cares about morality anyway? People should fight for their own happiness. Should he though? No, he shouldn't. But is it really that bad to fight for the man of your dreams? No, it's not. Wait. So, Lan is not gay then, if he's marrying a woman? Wei Ying was so off this time. So, Lan Zhan checking him out was just his illusion then? Wei Ying was going crazy inside his mind.

"What's gotten into you today?" Wen Qing asked again, tilting her head in confusion. Wei Ying ignored her and went inside his office, feigning a smile.

"Hi, Mianmian. How are you today? Sorry about before," Wei Ying shook his hand with her. "This must be your fiancé Lan Wangi," Wei Ying extended his hand, without meeting his eyes.

"Nice to meet you," Lan Zhan said. It could be Wei Ying's imagination running wild, but Lan Zhan held his hand longer than it was socially required.

"It's a lovely day today, isn't it," Wei Ying was feeling awkward.