After taking a shower, Pei Yang picked out an outfit from the wardrobe.
While tying his tie, he looked in the mirror. He remembered how fierce his fight with Shen Muzhi had been yesterday, and his whole body was still aching.
What annoyed him most was the bruise on his chin from being hit by an elbow; it ruined his handsome face.
Pei Yang glanced at it, loosened his grip on his tie, and thought to himself that he might as well not attend the wedding.
He still couldn't bring himself to wish her well when she married someone else.
Never mind, I'll just call Xu Tingchuan.
"What a coward." Pei Yang twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little disgusted with his own desire to escape.
He went outside to look for his phone, checked the pockets of his clothes from yesterday—it wasn't there. His brow furrowed slightly, and he vaguely remembered hanging up that last phone call. His hand fell limply onto the sofa…
It seems it was left at the bar; there's something very important on that phone.
As soon as Pei Yang thought of it, he grabbed his coat, went out, and drove straight to the bar.
When he arrived, it was almost 11 o'clock. The bar was closed, but he insisted that they open the door.
When I got my phone back, I found it was out of battery and turned off. So I got in the car, plugged it into a power bank, and turned it on.
As soon as he turned on his phone, he saw that the private investigator had made countless phone calls and sent many text messages. He opened the text messages first, and the photos that came into view made his eyes widen in shock. He then hurriedly opened more text messages to read.
His breathing became labored, and he gripped his phone tightly as if he wanted to crush it.
He immediately dialed the detective's number, but the person on the other end was clearly still asleep and groggy.
"It's Mr. Pei!" The detective snapped out of his daze upon hearing Pei Yang's voice and quickly said, "Mr. Pei, have you seen my text messages? I have even more explosive videos on hand, I'll upload them to your email right away."
"Send it over quickly!" Pei Yang glanced at the time; it was already 11:30, and the wedding procession had probably already arrived at the hotel.
He had to get there quickly to stop Jia Yue from marrying Han Shizhao! He absolutely couldn't let Jia Yue marry Han Shizhao!
Pei Yang hung up the phone, sped up, and drove faster and faster while opening his email and downloading the video to play.
The video content was even more shocking. While photos can be taken with a forced perspective, videos cannot, and it was accompanied by unbearable audio.
The car sped to the Grand Hyatt Hotel. Pei Yang grabbed his phone and ran inside, ignoring everything else.
Ni Sitian felt a gust of wind brush past her ear, and when she looked closely, she saw Pei Yang running away.
She had just arrived in Yihai today and heard from Li Yinan that Xu Jiayue was getting married today, so she didn't want to steal the spotlight and didn't go straight back to the Xu family in the morning, but instead came to the wedding hotel.
She wore a hat and sunglasses, completely covered up, intending to wait until the wedding was over before going to find Xu Tingchuan.
What's wrong with Pei Yang?
Ni Sitian frowned slightly in confusion as she walked into the wedding banquet hall.
At this moment, Pei Yang burst into the bride's dressing room, startling everyone inside.
"Jiayue, I have something to say to you!" Pei Yang said breathlessly, his face serious and earnest.
"Let's talk about it after the oath-taking ceremony. It's about time now." Xu Jiayue was about to leave.
Pei Yang grabbed Xu Jia's arm, still breathless: "We have to say it now, or it will be too late."
Xu Jiayue thought Pei Yang was going to confess his feelings to her, so she immediately said, "I don't want to hear it, don't say it."
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