Chapter 194: Revenge
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, He Yanting held the bride's hand.
Under the huge flower wall, the scene was as beautiful as a painting, and the guests and reporters present took pictures of the scene.
Everyone is looking forward to the moment when the bride and groom exchange their vows.
At this moment, in a distant corner, Song Mingyue watched all this coldly, with a hint of mockery at the corner of her lips.
Song's mother next to her asked her, "Are you willing?"
Song Mingyue smiled and said, "So what if I'm unwilling? Do I have any choice? Even if it's just a show, he wants Jiang Xu to be his bride."
Having said that, she looked at Song's mother with slightly red eyes.
"I now understand that in this war, there was never the slightest chance that I could win."
Mother Song looked at her strong-willed daughter and patted her shoulder lovingly.
Song Mingyue shrugged, pretending to be indifferent: "It doesn't matter. I'm not at a disadvantage anyway. Before long, I will be the wealthy heir of the Song family. There are many better people in the world."
"It's best if you can think positively."
Mother Song looked at the first row of the guest seats, where sat the second son of the Song family, Song Gaoyuan, and the third daughter, Song Baoyue.
Song Gaoyuan has been in a high position for many years and has an extraordinary bearing. His seemingly elegant brows reveal calculation and coldness.
Song Baoyue has always lived a life of luxury. She was once the most famous lady in Beijing. Later, she married He Yijing and became the famous Mrs. He.
At this time, Song Baoyue was dressed gorgeously and still had the demeanor of a noble lady. She looked at He Yanting on the stage with an arrogant and scrutinizing look.
On the stage, the master of ceremonies was about to speak when Gao Cheng suddenly came over to stop him.
At the same time, He Yanting picked up the microphone, and his magnetic voice spread throughout the banquet hall in the next second -
"Hello everyone, actually, I didn't invite you all here today to attend the so-called wedding."
After these words were spoken, everyone in the audience looked at each other in surprise.
He Yanting swept the audience with a dignified and cold gaze, and said in a clear and loud voice: "I invited you all here so that you can witness with your own eyes how a murder case that was unsolved twenty years ago has been solved today."
As soon as the words fell, everyone exploded with a buzzing sound.
"What does Mr. He mean?"
"A cold murder case?"
"Isn't today a wedding? What's going on?"
…
Amidst countless questioning voices, Song Gaoyuan frowned and looked at Song Baoyue beside him, "What's going on?"
Song Baoyue stared coldly at the stage without saying a word.
At this point, He Yanting continued, "Twenty years ago, in Xiting, a 35-year-old female lawyer was pulled from the river. The police concluded that she had committed suicide."
He paused and said, "This woman's name is Su Jingjing, she is my mother."
The discussion in the audience grew louder and louder.
The complicated relationship between He Yijing, Song Baoyue and He Yanting's mysterious biological mother has always been a well-known secret of the wealthy families in Beijing.
Unexpectedly, in such a grand occasion today, He Yanting actually took the initiative to mention his mother.
"For years, I have lived in grief and misguided hatred."
Having said that, he tilted his head slightly and glanced at Jiang Xu beside him.
Through the white gauze, Jiang Xu looked at him, her expression slightly moved.
"But not long ago, I learned that all of this was deliberately done by someone. She didn't commit suicide, but was murdered, and the murderer is right here—"
As He Yanting finished his powerful words, two spotlights lit up instantly, focusing on Song Gaoyuan and Song Baoyue.
Song Baoyue immediately stood up and said angrily, "Don't slander me!"
Amidst countless gazes, she turned proudly and walked towards the exit.
However, He Yanting's men had already sealed all entrances and exits.
Song Baoyue was stopped at the door and said angrily: "You are a bastard, what qualifications do you have to stop me?"
He Yanting looked at her indifferently. "Whether I am an illegitimate child, or whether you used despicable means to interfere with my parents' relationship, you know it clearly in your heart. My father's diary also clearly states it."
He picked up an old diary from Gao Cheng.
"You signed an agreement with my father, He Yijing, to have a fake marriage and divorce after three years. But not only did you break your promise, you also sent people to threaten my mother, forcing her to flee to Xiting."
"Yet you still refused to let her go. Years later, when the He family found my mother, you sent someone to push her into the river, making it look like suicide in an attempt to evade responsibility."
Every word and sentence is sonorous and powerful.
The scene fell silent, and everyone was shocked by the huge amount of information.
"He Yanting, you need evidence for what you say, or I'll sue you for defamation!"
Song Gaoyuan stood up, his face flushed as he pointed at He Yanting and cursed, then rushed to the door, "Let me out! What right do you have to restrict my personal freedom?"
Just then, a group of policemen walked in.
The leading police officer, holding an arrest warrant, said sternly, "You two are Song Gaoyuan and Song Baoyue, right? We now suspect you are involved in a murder case from twenty years ago. Please come with us."
Song Baoyue's face twisted: "What's the point of your suspicion! Show me the evidence, I want to find my lawyer!"
The police sneered, "Mr. He has provided very sufficient evidence, including the murderer you hired to commit the crime. He was a worker who worked for the Song Group 20 years ago. He has now been arrested and has confessed to the crime."
Song Baoyue argued cunningly: "What does this have to do with me? It was someone else who framed me!"
"You want evidence, huh?"
On the stage, He Yanting spoke indifferently and turned on the recording on his phone.
The next second, a clear female voice came——
"Are you sure that matter has been handled? There won't be any future problems, right?"
A man's voice: "What is it?"
Woman: "The woman surnamed Su, are you sure the police won't find anything wrong?"
Man: "Don't worry, that person has already returned to his hometown. We have paid him enough hush money. We are also familiar with his family situation and we would never dare to say anything nonsense."
Woman: "He Yanting has now been confirmed as the heir. If he finds out, it will be troublesome."
Man: "Baoyue, are you still not confident in my second brother's work?"
Woman: "I just want to make sure there are no further problems. I'm leaving the country in a few days."
This concludes the conversation.
Song Gaoyuan's face turned pale and he said nothing.
Song Baoyue's face turned pale as paper, and her lips trembled: "Where did this come from... fake..."
Suddenly, she saw Song Mingyue standing behind the door. As if she suddenly understood something, she rushed over angrily: "It's you, you traitor!"
Song Mingyue sneered, "Aunt, who cares about you? When you helped Second Uncle deal with my dad, you didn't expect this day to come."
The police controlled Song Baoyue and handcuffed her.
At this moment, a woman walked up to her, raised her hand and slapped her hard.
Song Baoyue said angrily: "Xia Yulin, you dare to hit me!"
Xia Yulin's face was covered with tears, and she trembled as she said, "Apart from He Yanting, I am the only one who is most qualified to beat you up."
Before Song Baoyue could even lose her temper, she was dragged away by the police.
On the stage, the bride in her wedding dress walked up to Xia Yulin and lifted her veil. "Mom, are you okay?"
Xia Yulin couldn't stop crying, but the corners of her mouth were raised.
"Thank you, Ruanruan. Mommy is finally free from the past."
She walked forward and hugged Jiang Xu.
Jiang Xu patted her back gently: "It's okay."
Xia Yulin saw He Yanting walking over with Jiang Xu. She let go of Jiang Xu and nodded gently to He Yanting: "Thank you."
The expression on He Yanting's face was silent and complicated.
After a while, he finally spoke: "I'm sorry for all these years."
Xia Yulin shook her head: "It's not your fault, nor is it my fault. The murderer has been brought to justice."
He Yanting nodded and his eyes fell on Jiang Xu.
Xia Yulin looked at him, then at her daughter, opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't speak, just shook Jiang Xu's hand.
The scene was already in chaos.
The arrest of Song Gaoyuan and Song Baoyue on suspicion of homicide at the same time was like a thunderclap.
He Yanting had no interest in all this. He asked the bodyguards to clear the passage and left with Jiang Xu and Xia Yulin.
As they crossed the corridor, they ran into Song Mingyue.
Jiang Xu paused slightly.
The two looked at each other, Song Mingyue's eyes flashed slightly, and then she looked at He Yanting, and found that He Yanting's eyes were fixed on Jiang Xu.
She laughed at herself, turned and left.
Xia Yulin frowned: "Ruanruan, did she always get along with you in the past?"
Jiang Xu was about to answer when He Yanting said calmly, "Not again."
Xia Yulin was curious: "Why?"
He Yanting smiled, his dark eyes flashing with a carefree coldness: "Unless she doesn't want the Song family to survive."
Xia Yulin looked at He Yanting, a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes, then looked at her daughter, with something in her heart that she wanted to say but stopped.
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