Upon arriving at the hotel, Qiao Wanwan led Zhan Jingting directly to his room.

Zhan Jingting: "......"

"Weren't you going to a wedding? What are you doing here?"

"Zhan Jingting, you'll be the center of attention at the wedding, and I don't want you to be judged. So please stay here and wait for me, okay?"

"Wanwan, you're still bothered by it." Zhan Jingting took her hand and kissed it. "You need to know that when you're confident enough, you won't care about how anyone looks at you."

“I admit I’m not confident enough, but Zhan Jingting, you also need to know that no woman who has gone through something like this can pretend that nothing happened. I’m trying very hard to convince myself.”

"Okay, I respect your decision." Zhan Jingting kissed the back of her hand. "I'll wait for you here."

"Um."

Just as Qiao Wanwan turned to leave, her wrist was grabbed again.

"Wanwan." The man looked deeply into her eyes. "You must remember, no matter what storms you face, I will be right behind you. As long as you turn around, I will always be your safe haven."

“If you can’t stand the gossip, I can take you away anytime. We’ll go far away to a place where no one knows us, just you and me, and we’ll live happily ever after.”

Qiao Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she leaned down to kiss the man's thin lips.

A hint of a smile flashed in Zhan Jingting's dark, deep eyes. He held the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

A passionate, deep kiss landed, and Qiao Wanwan's face flushed red to her ears.

"Zhan Jingting, thank you." She cupped the man's face and gazed at him intently. "Without you, I would still be stuck in the mud, and I wouldn't have the courage to attend this wedding, because I know what I'm about to face."

"It's easy to run away, but it's not the best choice. I want to try to become strong so that I can stand tall and proud beside you."

"Okay, whatever decision you make, I will be with you."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." Qiao Wanwan kissed the man's handsome face and quickly turned to leave.

......

Judging from the wedding scene alone, the wedding was not as grand as Qiao Wanwan had imagined.

It makes sense, if it weren't for the pregnancy, the Gu family might not have agreed to let Gu Xulin marry Qiao Yuqi.

When Qiao Wanwan appeared in the banquet hall wearing a mask, she immediately attracted the attention of many guests.

Many people recognized her, and the fire of gossip immediately ignited, with people starting to whisper among themselves.

"Isn't this Qiao Wanwan? How dare she show up at a place like this?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, she is, after all, the young mistress of the Zhan family..."

"Come on, that was just Zhan Jingting being blinded by love and making a momentary lapse in judgment. Although he's silenced people, everyone knows that the child Qiao Wanwan gave birth to isn't his. Everyone knows it perfectly well."

"Shh...you really need to keep your voice down. If Zhan Jingting hears this, you'll be in big trouble!"

"......"

These rumors were much less serious than Qiao Wanwan had imagined, which showed just how powerful Zhan Jingting was.

The girl's lips curved into a smile behind her mask, and a warm feeling welled up inside her.

"Wanwan."

A familiar voice came from behind her, and all the tenderness in Qiao Wanwan's eyes vanished, replaced by indifference.

She slowly turned around and saw Qiao Yuqi walking towards her, arm in arm with Gu Xulin.

Qiao Yuqi wore a pure white and elegant dress, which made her look exceptionally beautiful.

"Wanwan, thank you for coming to my wedding with my husband. After so many changes, I am so glad that you could still come to bless me."

Qiao Wanwan smiled faintly, "A bitch and a dog are a perfect match, of course I have to come and offer my blessings on such a happy occasion."

Qiao Yuqi's face immediately darkened.

Gu Xulin lowered his voice and warned, "Qiao Wanwan, don't cause trouble."

"Why do you think I'm trying to cause trouble? You were the ones who invited me here."

“Yuqi invited you out of kindness, which is giving you face, but if you dare to cause trouble today, I will never let you off the hook.” Gu Xulin looked at her with disgust. “I will never forget the dirty things you’ve done.”

"Well, you have a pretty good memory. But whether you remember it or not is none of my business."

Gu Xulin: "......"

Qiao Yuqi said sweetly, "Honey, there are still guests waiting for you to entertain them. Go and greet them first. I want to have a good talk with Wanwan."

"Okay." Gu Xulin glanced at Qiao Wanwan with warning eyes before turning and leaving.

Qiao Yuqi lifted the hem of her wedding dress and walked up to Qiao Wanwan, chuckling as she said, "Wanwan, you really have a sharp tongue. Are you planning to just give up on yourself for the rest of your life?"

"It's still uncertain who will fall in the end."

"Tsk tsk tsk, even at a time like this, you're still so arrogant. I don't know whether to say you're strong-willed or shameless." Qiao Yuqi chuckled. "Actually, I just invited you like that. I didn't expect you to actually come. If I were you, I would hide at home and never show my face. After all, your scandals have already spread in high society, and even if your leg is healed, you still can't show your face to anyone."

Qiao Wanwan didn't speak, she just looked at her calmly.

Qiao Yuqi became even more smug. "Qiao Wanwan, don't think I don't know what you're thinking," she said, touching her stomach. "I'm pregnant now, and you want to use my umbilical cord blood to save your sister, right? Since you're asking for my help, then show some respect, understand?"

"Oh?" Qiao Wanwan asked curiously, "What pose do you want?"

Qiao Yuqi brought her lips close to her ear, her voice turning incredibly cold, "Watch me marry the man you love most, in the humiliating posture of a loser!"

Qiao Wanwan chuckled, "Qiao Yuqi, you're quite smug."

"Of course, you've sacrificed so much for Xulin, crippled your leg, ruined your face, and in the end he abandoned you and married me. Tsk tsk tsk, it's pathetic just thinking about it." Qiao Yuqi's delicate fingertips traced the mask on Qiao Wanwan's face. "Wanwan, you better behave today, otherwise when my child is born, the umbilical cord blood won't be in your hands, understand?"

Qiao Wanwan pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qiao Yuqi laughed even more smugly, "Wanwan, I love seeing you like this, all alone. What can I do? I'm actually starting to feel sorry for you."

Qiao Wanwan sneered, "That's unnecessary. It's not certain who will feel sorry for you."

"Alright, we'll see. Remember what I said, don't make me unhappy later, or Cheng Zaozao will be dead."

Qiao Wanwan clenched her fists and gritted her teeth inwardly!

The wedding began quickly, and Qiao Wanwan was seated at the main table to watch the ceremony, next to Qiao Shengguo, who looked like he wanted to devour her alive.

"You don't need to look at me like that," Qiao Wanwan said coldly. "Just say what you want to say."