Han Wenlei took out a ring, his face full of tenderness and affection, and prepared to put it on Hu Yining's finger. The lights shone on the newlyweds, radiating happiness.

Looking into Han Wenlei's affectionate gaze, Su Qing felt a surge of resentment. Her cousin could marry any woman, but that person would never be her.

She hated her bloodline again. Why couldn't she be with her cousin just because they shared half the same blood?

She and Su Xuan shared the same blood, and they could roll around in bed together every night. How much more so would they share only half of each other's blood? Su Qing was unwilling to accept this. She was unwilling to accept it.

Su Xuan smiled, watching Su Qing's ugly, distorted face, and thought disdainfully. Don't think he couldn't see through Su Qing's feelings for Han Wenlei.

Just then, the reception area at the entrance of the hall suddenly became noisy, and a large group of reporters rushed in from outside, heading straight for Su Yongkang, who was clapping and congratulating him.

For a moment, the flashes of light from the cameras were incessant, illuminating the hall with a magnificent glow.

Han Wenlei frowned deeply; he hadn't invited this many reporters!

Everyone was caught off guard, ignoring the couple on stage who were about to exchange rings, and focusing on the crazy scene before them.

"President Su, is there evidence that you framed Vanilla Collection just to gain a competitive edge? What's your opinion?"

"You are suspected of monopolizing the cosmetics market and have been accused of falsely claiming an allergic reaction to Vanilla Collection ointment. President Su, do you have any explanation for this claim?"

"There is evidence that those women in the hospital were acting on your orders. What do you have to say about that?"

The once quiet hall suddenly became noisy and chaotic. Reporters' questions came like bombs, leaving Su Yongkang nowhere to escape. Standing in the crowded throng, Su Xuan and Su Qing reacted and tried to help, but there were too many people and they were trampled on several times. Su Qing, in particular, was wearing high heels and fell to the ground when someone stepped on her. Her hands were also stepped on several times, and she was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face.

He was about to get up and yell at them when a thought suddenly struck him: if he let these reporters cause a scene, Han Wenlei's engagement banquet wouldn't be able to proceed. So he stood up, sneered, and stepped aside.

Su Yongkang's sharp eyes swept over the crowd, his initial panic quickly replaced by composure. "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Where is the evidence you're talking about? If you don't have it, I have the right to hire a lawyer to pursue legal action."

Despite appearing calm on the surface, he was furious inside, wondering who had leaked the information. There had been no word of it for the past two days, and Yang Hongyan had been staying quietly in the hospital.

Han Wenlei, who was standing to the side holding a sparkling ring but had not yet slipped it onto Hu Yining's finger, also had a rather unfriendly expression.

He instructed the hotel security personnel to immediately forcibly remove the reporters who had rushed in.

An engagement party was ultimately held in a rushed manner.

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The next day, newspapers were filled with headlines.

The dazzling array of headlines all detailed the development history of Su's company, the timeline of the framing of Vanilla Collection, and the evidence presented.

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Let me explain why there wasn't an update yesterday: I finished writing the draft too late and didn't have time to publish it, so I'm posting it today. I apologize for keeping some readers waiting. This is to make up for yesterday's missed update; in addition to this, I will update six more chapters today.