Chapter 79 You lied to me about raising your mistress's child, and...

Grandma noticed that Chu Ci was staring in one direction, so she looked over out of curiosity.

Those were two tables where adults and children sat together.

Presumably to ensure everyone had a good meal and drinks, parents with children were specially grouped together.

She glanced at it a few more times and couldn't help but turn her head to sigh to Chu Ci.

"Look at those two tables of people, they must be relatives."

"Those children all look so alike!"

Chu Ci nodded in agreement.

"Yes, they look so alike, like they were born of the same father."

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Grandma quickly patted her and looked around in alarm.

"If someone hears this, won't they argue with you?"

"It's such a joyous occasion for the bride and groom, what kind of behavior is this, making a scene like this!"

"Yes, Grandma, you're right."

Chu Ci nodded, lowering his voice.

"But I have a feeling that things won't be peaceful today."

"There's no peace?"

Grandma glanced around with a gossipy look, a little worried for the bride and groom.

"It's a perfectly good wedding, who would want to cause trouble?"

But her gaze quickly fell on a pregnant woman not far away, and her brows furrowed.

"Aci, will this cause a serious incident?"

She pointed to the pregnant woman with a large belly over there.

"It's okay if we can't stop it, but if something happens to a pregnant woman, it could result in the death of both mother and child!"

"Should we go and remind them?"

Chu Ci looked at the pregnant woman and stared at her face carefully.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she shook her head at her grandmother.

"She's one of the main characters, so reminding her won't help."

Grandma only heard the first half of it and thought something was wrong with the pregnant woman, so she quickly stood up.

"She's so heavily pregnant, she must be six or seven months along. If you touch her, it could be fatal."

"Whether it's useful or not, I have to remind them."

As she spoke, she quickly walked over.

Grandma went closer and realized that the pregnant woman was not in good condition.

Even heavy foundation couldn't cover the dark circles under his eyes and the worry between his brows.

Her eyes were even a little red, as if she had just been crying.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Grandma felt even more affection for her.

"My daughter."

She walked over and gently called out to the pregnant woman.

The pregnant woman has a baby face and looks harmless, but she has a terrible temper.

She gave Grandma a disdainful look, then turned her head away.

"I don't have any money, go ask someone else for it."

Grandma: "..."

Are they treating her like a beggar?

She glanced at her new clothes. Although they weren't as nice as the young lady's, she didn't look like a beggar, did she?

Grandma choked for a moment, but seeing her round belly, she still kindly reminded her.

"My dear daughter, there will be many people at the wedding, be careful not to get bumped into..."

Before she could finish speaking, the pregnant woman's expression suddenly changed, and she abruptly stood up, supporting her belly.

"Old woman, what do you mean?!"

Her voice was loud enough to immediately draw attention from those around her.

"What do you mean by being bumped into in a crowded wedding? Are you cursing me and my child?"

"Or do you think that my pregnancy is a burden to others and that I shouldn't come to a place with so many people like a wedding?"

"I haven't affected you at all, so why are you saying that to me!"

She spoke quickly and didn't repeat herself, leaving Grandma stunned by her barrage of accusations.

"No, no," Grandma quickly explained, "Girl, that's not what I meant, you've misunderstood."

The pregnant woman slowly widened her eyes, looking both surprised and angry as if she had been insulted.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears were welling up in them; she looked pitiful.

"I misunderstood you? Old woman, are you trying to say I'm stupid and can't understand what you're saying?"

She held her belly and stared at her grandmother, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

She slowly sat down in her chair, covered her mouth, and began to sob.

"I'm just sitting here peacefully, why are you suddenly coming to scold me?"

"I clearly didn't offend you at all. We're meeting for the first time, why are you saying this to me..."

"I'm just pregnant, what did I do to deserve this? Why are you prejudiced against me..."

Seeing her crying so pitifully, the unsuspecting guests began to criticize her:

"What are you talking about? I've never heard of any custom that says pregnant women are unlucky!"

"That's right! It's considered very auspicious to have pregnant women at a wedding; the more pregnant women there are, the more blessed you are. That's what they mean by 'many children, many blessings'!"

"Old lady, this girl is pregnant, you can't treat her like this, it's immoral!"

...

The kind-hearted aunts and uncles all stepped in to help the crying pregnant woman.

Grandma was completely numb from what she was being said.

Even after she sat down next to Chu Ci, the people at the table were still pointing and whispering about her.

Upon seeing Chu Ci beside her, an upright nun warned her:

“You also have a daughter. On this joyous occasion, how could you bear to bully someone else’s child?”

"I'm not trying to be mean, but if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about your daughter!"

"People who don't accumulate good deeds while they're alive will face retribution later!"

Grandma didn't react to her words, she held her head and her expression was blank.

A pair of eyes stared blankly into the void, unfocused.

After a while, the accusations around them stopped, and Grandma finished recounting what had just happened.

She looked at Chu Ci with doubt and hesitation, unable to help but doubt herself.

"I just..."

She pointed to the pregnant woman who was still crying over there, unsure of what to do.

Did she really mean what I said?

No, right?

She was just reminding the pregnant woman to be careful. When did she stop letting her attend the wedding?

And she didn't curse her, nor did she say she had a low IQ!

Chu Ci peeled a piece of wedding candy and put it in her mouth, then peeled another piece and put it in her grandmother's mouth.

He laughed and said, "I told you, and reminded you, but it was no use. You still insisted on going."

"You got the short end of the stick this time, didn't you?"

Grandma, with the candy in her mouth, couldn't understand it no matter how hard she tried.

"I really didn't mean that!"

"I also think you didn't mean it that way."

Chu Ci nodded and looked at her with a smile.

"But some people just like to overthink things."

Before Chu Ci could finish speaking, someone suddenly patted his shoulder.

She turned her head and saw a strange woman dressed as a bridesmaid standing behind her.

He was frowning, looking at her with a look of disgust.

Seeing her turn her head away, the bridesmaid's brows furrowed even more deeply.

"You mean that fraudulent master that Xiao Ke was talking about?"

Chu Ci: "..."

The "Xiao Ke" the bridesmaid was referring to was probably today's bride, Ms. Huo.

Chu Ci smiled and said, "I am indeed a medium, but I don't agree with you calling me a fraud."

The bridesmaid rolled her eyes, scoffed, and glanced sideways at the old woman beside her.

His voice was cold. "I don't care who you are, just listen to me clearly."

"Our Xiao Ke takes this wedding very seriously. It's our magnanimity to send you, a liar, here."

"But if you cause trouble with this old lady again, don't blame us for kicking you out and making you lose face!"

After saying that, she glared at her grandmother and turned away haughtily.

Grandma watched the bridesmaids leave, her mind almost going blank.

She grabbed Chu Ci's hand, frowned, and asked:

"Isn't this your friend's wedding?"

Chu Ci exclaimed, "Ah! Is that what I told you back then?"

Grandma was speechless for a moment, then lowered her eyebrows and asked her:

"Tell me the truth, whose wedding is this anyway?"

Chu Ci gave a brief account of Miss Huo's situation and then took out the medical report from her bag.

"This medical report is fake; Miss Huo has been deceived!"

Grandma glanced at the seemingly normal medical report, then looked at the wedding venue, which had clearly been meticulously planned.

I thought I should ask Chu Ci to remind Miss Huo, since this is a woman's lifelong matter.

But when she thought about what she had just experienced, she shut her mouth.

Well, not everyone appreciates it.

Seeing that Grandma was still in a low mood, Chu Ci pointed to the pregnant woman from earlier.

Q: "Do you know why I just said she was one of the main characters?"

Grandma glanced over there and saw that the pregnant woman was still crying.

A sudden inspiration struck her, and she made a bold guess.

“Aci”.

Her name was Chu Ci, and she carefully pointed to herself and the pregnant woman.

"The lively atmosphere at the wedding you mentioned, you're not referring to the argument between her and me, are you?"

Chu Ci shook his head with a smile, "This is nothing! Just you wait and see."

The wedding began soon.

Miss Huo walked slowly in from outside the door, wearing a wedding dress covered in tiny diamonds.

Her delicate features, paired with specially designed makeup, drew gasps of amazement under the lights.

The groom at the end of the red carpet was around thirty years old, tall, and handsome.

He watched with a smile as his bride slowly walked towards him, his eyes filled with subtle laughter.

Just looking at it this way, who wouldn't sigh that it's a match made in heaven?

Miss Huo gazed at the end of the red carpet, her eyes fixed on her groom, and smiled shyly with her head down.

Her fair cheeks and ears instantly flushed crimson.

Her wedding dress was heavy, and her veil was luxuriously made and quite heavy.

Wearing the wedding dress she had waited half a year for, she slowly walked towards her happiness.

Just as the groom smiled and extended his hand to her, and she smiled back as if to place her hand in his, she suddenly heard a child shout from below the stage:

"dad!!!"

Miss Huo's smile froze. She tried to pretend she hadn't heard, but the child's voice was like a frog in a pond after the rain.

One sound followed another, and they even created several choruses.

"dad!"

"dad!"

"dad!"

It started with one or two children, and then countless children started making noises together.

All she could hear was the chaotic sound of children calling "Dad."

Miss Huo gripped the bouquet tightly, the decorations on it causing her palms to ache.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her bridesmaids, who were her best friends, come down from the stage and go to the little boy who was calling "Daddy" to try to comfort him.

"Little friend, can you please keep quiet now?"

"Little ones, stop yelling. Auntie will take you out to buy ice cream, okay?"

"Stop yelling! The child doesn't know any better. Can't you mothers discipline him?"

He kept calling out "Dad" and "Dad".

The guests who had been watching her were also drawn to the group of children and turned to look.

The once quiet meeting room instantly erupted into chaos.

"Whose children are those? Why do they keep calling me 'Dad'?"

"I don't know. Where's the child's father? Can't he take care of the child?"

"So many kids shouting at the same time?"

"Kids probably learn from each other. Even kindergarten kids do this; if one cries, they all cry..."

Miss Huo clutched her bouquet, enduring her anger with each passing moment, her chest heaving with rage.

She didn't notice the groom's unpleasant expression, took a deep breath, and suppressed the urge to explode in anger.

Let's continue.

The emcee raised his voice in an attempt to draw the guests' attention back.

"Now, groom, please take the bride's hand and together..."

Before the emcee could finish speaking, the child's piercing cry suddenly rang out, soaring into the sky.

"dad!!!"

When one child cries, the other children cry too.

What was supposed to be a lovely wedding instantly turned into a bustling market.

Miss Huo endured it for a long time, but she could no longer bear it.

She threw her bouquet down hard and yelled at the group of crying children:

"Dad! Dad! Where is their dad?!"

"Are they all dead?! How can you let your children ruin someone else's wedding like this!"

"Is the father dead, and is the child's mother also dead?!"

"Don't you have any sense of public morality? How can you let your child affect others like this?!"

"Do you know how much effort I put into preparing for the only wedding of my life!"

Her roar echoed through the hall, momentarily drowning out the child's shrill cries.

But the combined cries of a dozen or so children were far beyond what she could handle.

In the blink of an eye, the venue was once again filled with weeping.

The groom, pale-faced and trembling, held Miss Huo's shoulder and softly advised:

"Stop shouting, let's continue the wedding..."

"Continue what?! Look at the current situation, can we even continue?!"

Miss Huo slapped the groom's hand away, lifted her thick dress, and stood next to the red carpet.

Pointing angrily at the group of children crying with their heads tilted back, he cursed:

"Cry, cry, cry! Still crying!"

"Those women next to them, are you their mothers?"

"Can't you control your child?!"

A young, beautiful, and fashionable mother stood up and gave Miss Huo a cold laugh:

"I can't control my own child; he usually only listens to his father."

"His father is right there, let his father deal with him!"

As she said this, the young mother kept her eyes fixed on the groom behind Miss Huo.

But Miss Huo took it as a provocation and clenched her fists in anger.

He yelled at the mother, "You had a fight with your husband, didn't you?"

"You guys are arguing and trying to ruin my wedding?"

She shouted to the guests in the room:

"Who's the father of those dead kids?! Have you no sense of responsibility? Take your child away right now!"

She was so angry her voice became hoarse, and the bridesmaids quickly joined in, shouting:

"Where's the child's father? Come out and take the child and mother away right now!"

"The child's father, stop hiding. We're all relatives and friends of both the man and woman. This is so embarrassing!"

He called out several times, but the guests were all just watching the spectacle and no one stepped forward.

The groom, his fingertips already icy cold, gripped Miss Huo's shoulders with a slight pressure:

"Alright, let's not worry about that. Let's continue with the wedding and not let them ruin our mood..."

My good mood has been ruined!!!

Miss Huo pointed at the group of crying children and roared:

"The father won't come out; he insists on being a coward, right?"

"Fine, I'm going to drag you cowards out today!"

She gritted her teeth and said, "You kids, stop crying. Go find your father yourselves!"

That young, beautiful, and fashionable mother who stood up was waiting for those words.

She glanced coldly at the pale-faced groom and gently pushed her child.

The child quickly ran towards the groom.

But her smile quickly faded.

Because apart from her child, all the other crying children ran wildly towards the groom!

The stylish mom who stood up: "..."

She stared in disbelief at the other mothers sitting at the same table as her.

The mothers looked at each other in disbelief.

Finally, all the children gathered around the groom, calling him "Daddy!"

"Daddy, hug me!"

"Dad, it's been so long since we last saw each other! Have you missed Zizai?"

"Dad, I got first place in the exam this time! You promised to give me a reward!"

Miss Huo, dressed in a wedding gown: "..."

She stared in disbelief at the groom, who was surrounded by children and sweating profusely.

As the children drew closer, she was astonished to discover that each child bore the shadow of her newlywed husband.

She wouldn't believe it even if you said he wasn't the father!

"you……"

But before she could say anything, the mothers in the audience started fighting.

"I knew it! Why was your kid calling you 'Dad'? Damn it, you're the mistress!"

"It's clearly your child imitating my child! How dare you turn the tables and accuse me? I'll scratch you to death!"

“I’ve known him since we were in our early twenties. We’ve been married and have children for a long time. You women are the mistresses!”

Standing under the spotlight, Miss Huo felt like a clown in her wedding dress.

Suddenly, a mother with a child shouted:

"Stop fighting, I was her first wife!"

As soon as she spoke, the previously chaotic venue fell silent, and the mothers froze and stopped hitting each other.

All that remained were the children surrounding the groom, calling out "Daddy! Daddy!"

When everyone looked over, they realized that the woman who spoke was wearing a professional women's suit.

Her daughter sat quietly beside her and did not rush to the groom's side.

But compared to the other children, her daughter was the oldest and looked most like the groom.

The father and daughter are almost identical.

The woman in the business suit stood up and smiled, "Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Song, and you can call me Miss Song."

"As you can see, my daughter is the groom's first child. The groom and I have been married abroad for ten years."

The room erupted in chaos.

"The groom is already married?!"

"Oh my god, what about the bride?"

"So, all those children really are the groom's? That's incredibly prolific!"

Miss Huo stood there, suddenly feeling dizzy.

The heavy headscarf fixed to the back of the head suddenly became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

She stumbled backward two steps, collapsing to the ground along with her heavy wedding dress.

"Xiao Ke!"

"Xiao Ke!"

The bridesmaids, who were still trying to control the situation, rushed back and helped Miss Huo up.

Before Miss Huo could even stand up straight, she pointed at Miss Song and said, "I'm fine, you can continue!"

Ms. Song, dressed in a business suit, looked at her with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"Since the bride asked me to continue, I will continue talking about 't'."

Her sharp gaze fell on the terrified groom. "After all these years of marriage and children with you, I've known for a long time that you have more than one woman and more than one illegitimate child."

"But you're used to being a womanizer, so I'll just accept my fate."

"I came here with my child to ask you a question."

Her eyes sharpened, and she questioned the groom, "They're all your children, why are you showing favoritism?"

The mothers, who had just stopped fighting, immediately raised their heads.

"Favoritism? What do you mean?"

"Who did he favor and who did he treat differently? I knew he was biased!"

Miss Song ignored their questions and instead looked at Miss Huo, who was being helped to her feet.

"Ms. Huo Ke, I found out that you went to the hospital for a check-up some time ago."

"In that case, you must know that you have difficulty conceiving, right?"

Huo Ke, who had just gotten up, suddenly felt weak in the legs and almost fell down again.

She only managed to avoid losing her composure again thanks to her bridesmaids.

Huo Ke's face turned pale, and he subconsciously looked in Chu Ci's direction.

But with the guests bustling about below, she didn't find Chu Ci immediately.

Her lips trembled as she looked at Miss Song, "No... I don't know!"

She looked in the direction of Miss Song, but her eyes couldn't focus.

"My medical report from the hospital shows that I'm in very good health..."

Ms. Song immediately asked, "Which hospital did you have the test done?"

Upon hearing the name of the hospital, Ms. Song smiled slightly.

"The hospital director and your groom have a very good relationship, so forging a medical report was just a matter of convenience."

The bridesmaid who had previously spoken to Chu Ci helped Huo Ke up, and asked with a frown:

Why would he falsify the medical report?

Miss Song glanced at the frozen groom and scoffed:

"In order to find a wealthy adoptive mother who cannot have children, for the child he truly loves."

"You're right, Miss Hu, aren't you?"

She looked in one direction from the crowd with a mocking gaze.

Grandma followed her gaze and her pupils dilated in shock.

"It was her!!!"

The pregnant woman, who had been reminded by her grandmother, was suddenly stared at by everyone and took two steps back in fright.

She clutched her stomach tightly, her terrified gaze sweeping over the crowd.

Her voice trembled: "I...I'm pregnant! You can't touch me!"

"If you touch me, I'll call the police and have you all arrested, and you'll all be in jail!"

She should have kept quiet, because as soon as she spoke, all the relatives who had just spoken up for her started yelling "bad luck!"

"What?! She actually knew I was the other woman?"

"I was just defending her! Bah!"

"Ugh, what bad luck! I'm going back to bathe in pomelo leaves right now!"

The nun who sat next to Grandma and had criticized her was now staring at Grandma in shock.

The way they addressed her changed too: "Older sister, did you already know this woman was a mistress before you went to scold her?"

Grandma: "..."

She really didn't swear!

Just as she was wondering how to explain, another gasp came from the crowd.

The groom, who had been pretending to be dead on stage, finally moved, but not to comfort the bride.

Instead, he couldn't bear to see his pregnant true love, Ms. Hu, being bullied, so he bravely stood in front of her.

"husband……"

Miss Hu clutched her stomach and leaned close to the groom with an adoring look on her face.

The groom patted her shoulder reassuringly, then glared fiercely at Miss Song, who had revealed his secret.

Her gaze then fell upon the distraught bride, Huo Ke, and her gentle voice carried a hint of self-righteousness:

"Xiao Ke, you can't get pregnant, but you can't stay a mother forever, can you?"

"Sisi is smart and beautiful, and my child with her will definitely be the most beautiful and lovely child."

"With such a beautiful and lovely child, you must be the happiest mother."

"And the only prerequisite for having such a perfect child is that you leave your family fortune to the child."

He looked at Huo Ke with heartache, as if she were so ungrateful.

She even countered by asking Huo Ke, "In this whole affair, only Xixi, the mother who lost her child, is a victim."

"You've got all the advantages, what are you doing making a scene!"