Xia Wan stood on the stage, muttering to herself, "Why did you ruin my wedding?"

Even now, Xia Wan was still thinking that perhaps her three years with Zhuang Yan weren't just a matter of her lingering feelings; Zhuang Yan also had his own lingering attachments. Otherwise, why would he choose this day to expose the truth and ruin her wedding?

Besides dealing with Zhuang Zhongming, is there another possibility that he doesn't want to see her marry Gu Qian?

Xia Wan clutched the heavy hem of her skirt, her expression a mix of childish disappointment and pitifulness.

Speechless to the point of wanting to laugh, Lu Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Who said we ruined your wedding? Did you end up marrying Gu Qian as you wished? The wedding is already over, you became husband and wife in front of everyone, what are you so unwilling to do? Don't you want to get the marriage certificate and want to get Gu Qian for free? No way, no way..." She clicked her tongue twice, with disdain, "With so many people watching, you wouldn't really be that shameless, would you?"

This time, strange looks were cast at Xia Wan.

Whispers rippled through the crowd.

"I knew Xia Wan wasn't in a good mood today, turns out she was thinking about her ex."

"Xia Wan is sick. When she got engaged to Zhuang Yan, she was thinking about Gu Qian. After she married Gu Qian, she was thinking about Zhuang Yan again. She's addicted to cheating."

"You still have the nerve to ask her what those three years with Zhuang Yan counted as? They counted as her cuckolding Zhuang Yan."

"Does she think she's so narcissistic that Zhuang Yan came here today because he can't let her go and wants to stop her from getting married? What a nerve!"

After Xia Qingshan left, people became bolder in their speech.

With a buzzing in her ears, Xia Wan met Zhuang Yan's mocking gaze. She tried hard to find the tenderness and love on his face, but couldn't.

Zhuang Yan didn't even hate her; at most, he felt disgust, like the disgust he felt for cockroaches, mosquitoes, and flies.

Xia Wan stumbled backward, her high heels twisted, and she fell to the ground in a disheveled state.

The surrounding jeers and laughter seemed to drown her out; even with her ears covered and eyes closed, she could still feel the mockery.

It was like standing naked at the busiest intersection, being pelted with rotten leaves and eggs. If there were a mirror right now, Xia Wan would see how pale her face was, how her whole body was trembling helplessly, and how she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

She instantly understood everything Zhuang Yan had suffered on the day of their engagement.

Back then, she ran away from the wedding in public, leaving Zhuang Yan behind at the engagement ceremony. Zhuang Yan not only had to bear the pressure from both families, but also had to endure the mocking looks and malicious teasing from those around him. She made him lose face and couldn't hold his head up. Now... Zhuang Yan is taking revenge on her.

There is no such thing as true empathy in the world; you'll never know how much it hurts until you prick yourself with the needle.

Xia Wan seemed to have lost her soul, collapsing to the ground and remaining motionless, no matter how Gu Qian called or pulled her, she did not budge.

She stared blankly as Lu Yan intimately linked arms with Zhuang Yan, her eyes stinging as if illuminated by a bright light, tears streaming down her face. She regretted it.

At this moment, Lu Yu rushed up with his men: "Lu Yan, apologize to Wanwan! After you apologize, come back with me immediately. I warned you yesterday not to be with Zhuang Yan! Look at the trouble you caused today, why are you so restless? If you want to find a man, I'll find one for you slowly when we get back!"

Lu Yu looked at Lu Yan with disgust. If he could speak so recklessly in front of so many people, one could imagine that what he did to Lu Yan behind her back would be even more disgusting.

He didn't treat Lu Yan as a person, but as an object. The value of an object lies in how much money it is worth and how much profit it can bring him. If forcing someone to sell their body is not illegal, then he would drain Lu Yan's body dry, taking everything out of her.

As if he didn't see Zhuang Yan's cold gaze, or perhaps he saw it but didn't take it seriously, Lu Yu continued, "At your age, it's time for you to get married. President Liu of the Liu Group has taken a liking to you. Come back with me to meet him and set a date to get married."

The Liu Group, if I remember correctly, this Mr. Liu is already forty years old. If he gets married again, it will be his third marriage. He is a womanizer, with countless women and illegitimate children. It is rumored that his first wife divorced him because of domestic violence.

Lu Yan wasn't angry. She asked with a smile, "Is this the guy you found for me?"

Lu Yan's smile was clearly malicious. Lu Yu said fiercely, "What are you picking and choosing? You're the daughter of a mistress, do you think you're any good?"

Zhuang Yan had taken off his suit jacket at some point, unbuttoned his cuffs, and placed his wristwatch in Lu Yan's hand.

Then he rushed up quickly, kicked Lu Yu to the ground, and slapped him.

Without much effort, Lu Yu fell to the ground, like a fish on a chopping board, completely at Zhuang Yan's mercy.

"Your mouth is so dirty, did you eat shit?"

Lu Yu was furious: "Let me go!"

Zhuang Yan smiled darkly, grabbed Lu Yan's hair, and said, "Apologize."

"What the hell..."

No sooner had the word "fart" left his mouth than Zhuang Yan raised his hand and punched him again. Lu Yu opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and one of his teeth was knocked out.

Lu Yu stammered, feeling as if Zhuang Yan's punch had hit his trigeminal nerve, his entire face stiff with pain.

Zhuang Yan remained expressionless: "Whether you'll tell me or not, think it over before you speak."

Lu Yu glared at him and said sharply, "Lu Yan is a whore who's been ridden by ten thousand men, just like her mother..."

Zhuang Yan nodded and laughed, then went on a rampage, beating him and pinning him to the ground. In the end, Lu Yu went from being stunned to screaming for help. Despite the large number of people watching, no one came to his aid.

The security guards he brought were like wooden blocks, completely useless.

Zhuang Yan was blinded by rage, utterly crushing Xia Wan. It was the first time she had ever seen Zhuang Yan so out of control, like a madman. She couldn't believe this was Zhuang Yan.

In my memory, Zhuang Yan was always rational and gentle. Even when he was angry, he would only make sarcastic remarks and say hurtful things. He would never hit someone in front of so many people. At most, he would hit Gu Qian behind his back like before, so that no one could find fault with him.

Many people present recognized Zhuang Yan, and this was the first time they had ever seen him so angry. He hadn't acted like this even when Xia Wan ran away from her wedding.

An Xinrong was anxiously watching from behind the bodyguards. Although Lu Yu deserved to be hit, it would be difficult to clean up the mess if he was hit too hard.

Seeing that it was about time, Lu Yan walked over and gently touched the back of Zhuang Yan's neck, at which point Zhuang Yan stopped.

"Alright, let him go."

Zhuang Yan's face still held a fierce look as he released Lu Yu and stood up.

Lu Yu thought he was fine, but the next second he felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand. Lu Yan had somehow gotten a fork and stuck it directly into the back of his hand, making everyone who saw it gasp.

Lu Yu let out a piercing scream, writhing on the ground in pain, his fork covered in blood.

"Lu Yan, you bitch..."

"I advise you to think carefully before you speak." Lu Yan pulled out a fork, pointing the tip at the other person's mouth. "Watch your tongue."

Lu Yu was so frightened that his tongue trembled, and he pressed his lips tightly together, not daring to even breathe. He could tell that Lu Yan's eyes were not threatening; she could stab his hand with a fork, and she could also stab his mouth.