National banquet venue.
Everyone who was supposed to e has arrived.
The ’farce’ in the VIP lounge had long settled down. Aside from a few people Lady Ruofeng had brought along, not many knew about the ridiculous incident of infidelity that occurred in the morning.
Lady Ruofeng is a smart person. Before Fu Yi left, he advised her not to speak recklessly. Even though she was curious about the details, she wisely kept her mouth shut and helped restrain the other spectators from spreading the morning’s drama.
Han Feng and Mrs. Han, as one of the parties involved, couldn’t bear to stay even if they weren’t taken away by the police like Chu Xi.
After Mrs. Han threw out the word ’divorce,’ she was the first to leave with her son.
Han Feng wanted to stay and plead with Fu Yi, hoping he would put in a good word for him, but the whispering around was too loud, and he wasn’t pletely shameless. Seeing that Fu Yi ignored him, he anxiously became more disappointed. Everyone was watching him as a joke, so he could only find an excuse to leave in embarrassment...
After resolving Chu Xi’s matter, Fu Yi turned around to find Gu Ming telling him anxiously, "Mr. Fu, that Han Feng left. Should we send someone to keep an eye on him, in case he runs?"
No wonder that woman remained hidden for so long without being found; it turns out someone was helping her.
Han Feng is bold, knowing Mr. Li is searching everywhere, yet he still dares to hide someone.
Fu Yi adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, his eyes distant, indifferently, "Don’t mind him, he won’t run."
"Today is your boss’s wedding, a day of celebration. There’s no need to cast a shadow over it because of these people. Aside from Chu Xi, deal with the others after the day passes. Han Feng won’t run; his pany is still in Capital City. He’s a president of a listed pany; how could he not struggle and give up? Just wait, he’ll try to find connections to absolve himself."
It’s unfortunate Chu Xi betrayed him, publicly revealing the overseas accounts. Whether Han Feng helped Chu Xi escape, checking his overseas accounts will make it clear!
A wasp’s sting at its tail, the most poisonous is a woman’s heart!
Han Feng’s downfall is deserved this time.
Listening to his words, Gu Ming gradually relaxed and turned towards the entrance, pacing while impatiently clasping his hands, "It’s almost 12; why hasn’t Young Madam arrived yet?"
"It should be soon."
Unlike Fu Yi’s calmness, he paced another round, stretching his neck towards the entrance, almost about to wear his eyes out from staring.
"Logically, the car picking up the bride should be arriving; with the bride not here, Mr. Li has to greet the guests first. Why hasn’t the car e? Should I call Mr. Cui to ask?"
Fu Yi raised his wrist to glance at his watch.
11:08, still quite some time before 12.
He lifted his gaze, leaning against the wall, his lips seemingly always curving upward, looking towards the entrance just in time to see the car hood, "Isn’t it here?"
"Huh? Where!" Gu Ming immediately looked in the direction he pointed.
Two cars pulled up one after the other outside the national banquet venue.
Besides the two cars stopped at the entrance, unseen in the rear were another 16 identical black Rolls-Royces.
As soon as the cars arrived.
Let alone the guests inside the venue, who heard the motion and looked out.
The journalists who had been squatting outside since morning went crazy, energized as if injected with adrenaline, waving and shouting, "The bride and groom’s cars are here! What are you waiting for, this is a big scoop, get your equipment ready!"
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