I covered my stinging eyes with a handkerchief, took a deep breath, and didn't bother to see who was sitting next to me.

My father suddenly appeared, his tone extremely respectful and humble: "Second Master Su, please excuse my rudeness. Those are the VIP seats. Please move over there."

"No need, I'll sit here." The man called Second Master Su spoke in a clear and gentle tone, but with a condescending air.

Before my father could say anything more, the emcee invited the elders from both sides to come up on stage, but Tang Xiu'e quickly came over and pulled him away.

I looked up, trying to calm myself down. Before I could return the handkerchief, I heard the announcement from the speakers: "Please welcome Ms. Jiang Wan, the officiant of today's wedding, to the stage."

The light suddenly shone on me, catching me completely off guard.

The once noisy scene suddenly fell silent. I knew all the guests were shocked and surprised. Some felt sorry for me, while others were waiting to see me make a fool of myself.

I immediately straightened my spine, bracing myself like an invincible armor, and stood up to go on stage.

The scene returned to its noisy state, and the criticism intensified.

"I'd heard that Jiang Haiyang favored his second daughter and was extremely harsh on his eldest daughter from his previous marriage, but today I've witnessed it firsthand!"

"Who can blame her when the eldest daughter is so outstanding in every way and so beautiful? It's bound to arouse the jealousy of her stepmother. With her whispering in her ear every day, how could she not turn her own father against her?"

"His biological father? There's an old saying that if you have a stepmother, you'll have a stepfather. Sigh... he's not even as good as a stepfather."

"Indeed! Favoritism is common, but to favor the younger daughter over the older daughter's husband is truly unheard of!"

"Haha, it makes no difference to President Jiang. No matter which daughter President Gu marries, she will be his ideal son-in-law."

The guests chatted animatedly, making sarcastic remarks and chuckling incessantly.

I didn't feel ashamed when I heard it.

Anyway, there are still two couples of scoundrels blocking my way, so I won't be the one to lose face.

On stage, the emcee, microphone in hand, finished his emotional appeals and got down to business: "The wedding ceremony officially begins. First, please welcome our officiant, Ms. Jiang Wan, to give her blessings!"

Looking at the microphone handed to me, I hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it.

Gu Yanqing and Jiang Yi glanced at me, then looked back at each other, their eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

At that moment, the pain in my heart stopped abruptly, and an impulse for revenge swept over me.

I stepped forward, microphone in hand, and spoke confidently: "Today is a wonderful day. I am honored to be the officiant for my dearest sister and my ex-boyfriend. May they love each other dearly, be together forever, and have many children. On behalf of the newlyweds, I would also like to express my heartfelt gratitude to all the guests and wish you a happy family and all the best."

Ah! I want to hear your blessings: may you have a son soon. Will that come true?

Before I could finish speaking, the audience started whispering again.

Then, someone led the applause and shouted, "Great! Excellent! The biggest winner of today's wedding is President Jiang! Congratulations, President Jiang!"

Congratulations!

That was clearly a sarcastic remark directed at my dad.

My dad looked a little embarrassed, raised his hand and waved to the audience, signaling them to give him some face and stop making a scene.

Tang Xiu'e was furious and her face turned fierce as she yelled, "Jiang Wan, aren't you ashamed of yourself!"

“I’m not the one who stole someone else’s husband, so why should I lose face?” I retorted confidently, preparing to hand back the microphone and leave the stage.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yi took the microphone and brought the hilarious and comical wedding to a climax.

"Sister, wait a minute." She suddenly called out to me.

I turned around and looked back.

Jiang Yi let go of Gu Yanqing's hand, walked up to me, and took my hand, leading me back to the center of the stage.

"Actually, the person I want to thank the most today is my sister. I have a terminal illness and don't have much time left. My biggest wish before I die is to marry the person I love most in this life, Brother Yanqing."

With tears in her eyes, Jiang Yi began to speak, sobbing uncontrollably.

I realized halfway through what she was saying that she was trying to play the victim in public and morally blackmail everyone present!

"Thank you to my sister for making my love with Yanqing possible, and thank you for letting me leave this world without regrets. I hope you won't laugh at my sister; she is the best sister in the world."

After Jiang Yi finished speaking through tears, the audience fell silent. Everyone looked intently at the stage, and suddenly no one made any sarcastic remarks.

I also looked down at the audience, and I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I saw an incredibly handsome face, with eyes like cold stars and thin lips slightly curved.

He smiled faintly, seemingly unmoved by Jiang Yi's attempt to elicit sympathy.

Jiang Yi turned around, looking at me with teary eyes, and sobbed, "Sister, thank you. I want to hear what's on your mind. Do you... hate me?"

I was completely stunned; I couldn't believe Jiang Yi was at this level!

She morally blackmailed everyone and forced me to publicly express my opinion and cooperate with her in this disgusting drama of prioritizing family ties.

I feel like throwing up my dinner from the night before!

When the emcee saw that I didn't react, he immediately handed me another microphone.

I was already on the verge of a heart attack from holding back, and now, with a surge of hot blood, I couldn't take it anymore and suddenly went all out.

I took the microphone, smiled slightly, turned around and said casually, "Actually, I should thank my sister."

The audience gasped, clearly curious.

She was supposed to thank her sister for stealing her husband?

I continued unhurriedly, "What she stole wasn't my man, but my trouble. No matter how thick the chain, it can't hold back a dog that's determined to escape—so there's a saying, 'A whore and a dog are a match made in heaven.'"

The audience erupted in excitement, with guests who loved a good show raising their hands to clap and whistle.

"Bravo! Miss Jiang is awesome!"

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