A hint of disgust flashed in Mingyao's eyes, but she forced a smile onto her face.

"Du Feng, what are you doing?"

She twisted her wrists twice, trying to break free from Du Feng's grasp, saying, "My husband is urging me to go home."

Du Feng stared intently at Ming Yao, his sharp gaze penetrating, as if trying to see through Ming Yao's face to see another person.

Why didn't you tell me you were getting married?

Mingyao's face darkened, and her smile froze.

Who does he think he is, to even dream of attending a wedding?

Mingyao wanted nothing more than to punch Du Feng, but she still patiently smiled and said, "Du Feng, our relationship isn't that great either."

"Can you let go of me first?"

"My husband is coming to pick me up soon."

Du Feng's face darkened, and instead of loosening his grip, he tightened it even more.

Mingyao's brows furrowed deeply, and she cried out in pain, "Du Feng, please let me go!"

Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes became misty, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Du Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp, dagger-like light as he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Is your husband a highly eligible bachelor?"

"Didn't you like rich men? How come you married an ordinary man?"

His lips twitched twice, his smile carrying a hint of mockery and sarcasm.

Mingyao suppressed the urge to slap Du Feng and said with tears streaming down her face, "Will you see my husband?"

"Just tell me my husband is a highly eligible bachelor!"

"Du Feng, we've been separated for a long time, why are you still bothering me?"

She looked at Du Feng with tears in her eyes and pleaded, "My classmates are still here, please let me go first."