She is the adopted daughter of the powerful Ji family at the pinnacle of influence, rumored to be frail and weak.
He is the divine son of the Ji family that created this peak, rumored to be a...
A fierce glint flashed in Ji Fuying's eyes, and her voice was slightly cold, "Guests are welcome. If you don't want to be kicked out, you'd better think before you speak."
"You..." The woman in the yellow dress stared sharply at Ji Fuying, "We didn't say anything about you. You took it personally. Is that our fault?"
"Oh, I see." Ji Fuying walked past them lightly, her eyes falling on them intentionally or unintentionally. "You look like toad spirits, how dare you go out? You're so shameless."
"Stop right there." Another woman in a pink dress stopped Ji Fuying, who was about to leave. "What did you just say? Dare to say it again?"
"What does the toad spirit want from me?"
“I am Su Wanjing from the Su family. I now have a cooperative relationship with your Lu Group. If you offend me, I'm afraid your newly recognized daughter will not be able to stand firm in the Lu family.”
Ji Fuying chuckled lightly, her eyes gradually turning cold. "Whether I can stand firm or not is not up to you. Don't provoke me again while I'm still being polite."
The two women were too intimidated by Ji Fuying's gaze to speak, and only dared to point at her retreating figure and utter harsh words after she left.
“Wan Jing, I can let it go, but given the Su family’s status in Country A, how dare she insult you like that, and with such vile language?”
"Just you wait and see. Do you think I'd be afraid of some random wild woman I found out of nowhere?"
Country Z.
There are still ten minutes until the wedding officially begins.
The expectation in Ji Yan's eyes gradually turned into despair. She really... had no feelings for him anymore.
His carefully laid trap turned out to be a joke; instead of ensnaring Ji Fuying, he ended up trapping himself.
Xingchu wore an exquisite wedding dress and her face was carefully made up. She raised her red lips and walked in front of Ji Yan, turning around once.
Overjoyed, she asked, "Ayan, look at me, do I look pretty today?"
She had waited so many years for this day to come. From now on, she would be the young mistress of the Ji family, and she would have everything she needed, whether it was fame, fortune, or wealth.
As for Ji Fuying, she'd better hide for the rest of her life and never show up again, otherwise she shouldn't blame Ji Fuying for taking action against her again.
Next time, she won't be so gentle.
Ji Yan was lost in memories. At this moment, all he could see was his ruthlessness and cruelty towards Ji Fuying. He himself didn't know why seeing just one photo could make him so furious.
"Yingying, where are you?" His unintentional words caused Xingchu's expression to change drastically.
His face, covered in full makeup, was contorted with anger. He was about to marry her, how could he call out someone else's name on their wedding day?
She suppressed her rapidly churning emotions, managed a not-too-bad smile, and gently shook Ji Yan's arm.
"Brother Ayan, the wedding is about to begin, are you ready?"
Pulled at him, Ji Yan withdrew his bewildered gaze and asked calmly, "What did you say?"
"I told you the wedding is about to start, are you ready?"
Everything is ready, except for the east wind.
"..." Xing Chu frowned, not understanding what the sentence meant.
Could it be that he invited some important person and is now just waiting for that person to arrive?
If that's the case, then she's willing to wait a little longer.
Ten minutes later.
Urged on by everyone, Ji Yan walked heavily onto the central round platform, his eyes fixed on the direction of the door.
Xingchu assumed that the important person had something come up and couldn't make it, but the wedding couldn't be delayed because of his absence.
She smiled brightly at Ji Yan, "Don't wait any longer, it wouldn't be good if we missed the auspicious time."
To her surprise, Ji Yan was still staring at the door with a deep and blank expression, showing no intention of paying any attention to her.
There was nothing she could do but tell the emcee to hurry up and start, because she herself was starting to feel uneasy.
The emcee was initially flustered, but quickly regained his composure and raised the microphone to announce loudly, "Welcome everyone to the wedding of Mr. Ji Yan and Ms. Xing Chu. Now, please ask the bride and groom to answer a question: Are you both willing to spend the rest of your lives together until you grow old? Do you do?"
"I don't want to."
"willing."
The two different answers stunned all the guests present. What did they hear? The groom said he didn't want to?
What does this mean? Is this marriage just a farce?
Xingchu stared wide-eyed at Ji Yan, tears gradually blurring her vision.
"Ayan, do you know what you're doing?"
Today is the wedding that the two of them have been preparing for for a long time, a wedding that she has put a lot of thought into. How could he do this?
He called off the wedding on the day itself, making her lose face in front of so many people. Did he even consider where she would save face?
Facing Xing Chu, who was crying her eyes out, Ji Yan suddenly felt annoyed. "It was my fault today. I can make it up to you if you want something."
He meticulously planned this wedding in order to lure out the woman who had been missing for three years.
It was obvious that the woman was no longer the same as she was three years ago; she would no longer be swayed by his emotions.
She didn't even care that he was going to marry another woman; it seemed she was determined to cut all ties with him.
"No, you can't do this to me. I risked my life for you. Doesn't that prove my feelings for you?"
Xingchu's face was deathly pale, but his eyes were filled with madness and despair.
She couldn't accept that one second she was the envy of everyone, and the next she had become the object of everyone's ridicule.
Upon hearing this, Ji Yan's expression turned even colder. "When I brought you back from Country C, I already said that I would have nothing to do with you anymore."
"But..." Xingchu sobbed, unable to catch her breath, "But my mind hadn't recovered yet, how could I understand what you were saying?"
"Then how did you, with your intellectual disability, manage to take photos of Yingying and send them to me?" he asked softly, his eyes filled with suppressed anger.
"I...it was just a coincidence. I didn't know she was having a secret rendezvous with another man there."
"Shut up. If I hear you say anything bad about Yingying again, I won't be polite to you. Considering you saved me, I'll give you that house. Don't ever show your face in front of me again."
The wedding ended inconclusively, and Xingchu became the biggest joke, the subject of gossip.
She wandered aimlessly down the street in her pure white wedding dress, her scarlet eyes filled with ruthlessness and murderous intent.
"Ji Yan, Ji Fuying, no one can play with me like this. If I can't have it, I'd rather destroy it. You two will never be together."
She silently recited a number in her mind, determined to make Ji Fuying taste this shame and despair.