"Young Master Jiang is amazing!"

"Forever and ever!"

I was very satisfied with the result, and a sense of vengeful pleasure welled up inside me.

I turned to look at Jiang Yi, and seeing her shocked expression, I smiled with relief: "Good sister, I don't hate you. In fact, I thank you. I wish you both a long and happy life together, through thick and thin."

"Slap!" Before I could finish speaking, my cheek was slapped hard and turned to the side.

I stumbled and bumped into the emcee.

"Jiang Wan! You really are—" My dad was so angry that his face turned a deep purplish-red, and he pointed at me repeatedly, "You're just like your mother! You were born to bring me bad luck!"

He lowered his voice, speaking through gritted teeth, as if he wanted to tear me in two.

I turned my face away, gave him a cold laugh, and suddenly said sternly, "Jiang Haiyang, you are not worthy to mention my mother. If it weren't for your heartless behavior, my mother wouldn't have died so young!"

Since we've already fallen out, and it's not my wedding anyway, let's make a big scene!

"Jiang Wan! That's enough!" Gu Yanqing finally couldn't hold back any longer and joined in the reprimand. "What good does it do you to make a scene like this?"

I turned to look at him, sized him up, and sneered contemptuously, "Gu Yanqing, you should take off these clothes. I made them for Eighth Brother. What are you doing wearing them?"

"you--"

"Oh~ I forgot you and Jiang Yi are birds of a feather. She stole my wedding dress, and you stole my dog's suit. You two are practically family..."

"Jiang Wan! I'll tear your mouth apart!" Before I could finish speaking, Jiang Haiyang flew into a rage and pounced on me in public.

I couldn't dodge in time, and he grabbed my arm and slapped me again. But I refused to back down, and regardless of whether he was my father or not, I fought back with all my might.