Seeing that the bride had finally helped the groom put on the ring, the emcee immediately shouted, “Next, let’s invite our groom to kiss the bride. Everyone, let’s give them a round of applause!”
This time, it was the groom’s turn to be distracted. Among so many guests, he spotted Ye Qianqian at a glance.
The light happened to fall on her profile, outlining her delicate features. She wore a pure white long-sleeved dress that accentuated her graceful figure.
With a standard oval face as small as a palm, a straight nose, and slightly swollen red lips, she was breathtakingly beautiful even without makeup.
“Brother Yuntao, do you regret marrying me?” Ye Qingyan pouted and asked.
At this moment, she wasn’t particularly looking forward to Song Yuntao kissing her in front of everyone. Instead, she wanted to finish the wedding ceremony as soon as possible so she could leave the stage and find Third Master Lu.
“Yanyan, I will never regret marrying you,” Song Yuntao said firmly, though he was also saying it to himself—he absolutely would not regret it.
“If you don’t regret it, then why were you looking at my sister like that?” Ye Qingyan pretended to be wronged as she asked.
“Yanyan, don’t overthink it. I’m just worried that Qianqian might rush up and cause trouble,” Song Yuntao explained gently.
When he decided to switch brides, he had been worried that Ye Qianqian would stubbornly try to ruin his and Yanyan’s wedding.
A friend suggested giving her to his rival, which would not only allow him to get rid of her but also give him a chance to extort Lu Zhenting. He agreed without hesitation.
But when he saw her lips swollen and her face glowing with sweetness as she was half-embraced by another man,
Song Yuntao felt a sharp pain in his heart. In a daze, he realized that even when he had been crippled in a car accident, it hadn’t hurt as much as this moment.
His chest felt blocked by a heavy boulder, and the sour, bitter sensation was truly unbearable for him.
Hadn’t she always claimed to love him deeply, promising never to leave him?
So why could she accept another man?
And why did she accept his last-minute bride switch so calmly?
Had she never loved him at all?
Then why had she chased after him for so many years, enduring his coldness, cruelty, and ridicule without giving up?
Song Yuntao couldn’t understand it no matter how hard he tried. But with the emcee and both sets of parents urging him to kiss the bride, he had no choice but to obediently lean in and kiss her.
Ye Qingyan had no idea what was going on in Song Yuntao’s mind. She was too busy feeling jealous of Ye Qianqian, who was being half-embraced by Third Master Lu—the man she had longed for but could never have.
Ye Qianqian, held by Lu Jingchen, couldn’t see what was happening on the stage, but the Bullet Chat kept chattering about the scene of the newlyweds happily embracing.
Watching it, she felt like crying—not for the scumbag, but for her own tumultuous fate.
At first, she had indeed pursued Song Yuntao out of spite, to compete with Ye Qingyan. But as time went on, she became deeply invested.
Even when she knew Song Yuntao had nearly been paralyzed in a car accident, she still took care of him without hesitation—not to make him fall in love with her, but because she had no other choice.
For three whole years, Song Yuntao remained so heartless. No matter how well she treated him, she couldn’t melt his heart.
Especially after Ye Qingyan returned to the country, the three of them became entangled once again. He always favored Ye Qingyan, and she grew so tired that she wanted to admit defeat and withdraw.
But he said he didn’t want her to.
Yet he secretly got her drunk and sent her off to someone else!
What she couldn’t understand the most was why her parents and three older brothers had also kept it from her?
Ye Qianqian’s heart felt as if countless tiny needles were piercing it deeply, and the pain washed over her like a tidal wave, drowning her completely.
The Bullet Chat told her that Third Master Lu had been secretly in love with her for a long time, but she still felt miserable and wanted to hide away and cry her heart out.
She tiptoed close to Lu Jingchen’s ear and whispered, “Third Master, I’m going to the restroom.”
“I’ll go with you.” Lu Jingchen’s face was as cold as ice, startling Ye Qianqian into moving faster than a rabbit.
Lu Jingchen lifted his foot to follow, but the people around him enthusiastically raised their glasses toward him, forcing him to stop. He didn’t want to be dragged to the restroom by a crowd.
[The female supporting character didn’t see the big shot watching her fleeing back, his face growing even darker with anger!]
[Wow! The big shot is worried the female supporting character will cry herself unconscious in the restroom. He wants to chase after her but is stopped by others—his aura is so intense!]
“Next, please invite the newlyweds and their parents to raise a toast together to all the guests, celebrating the successful completion of the wedding.”
Ye Qianqian watched the Bullet Chat and, hearing the emcee’s loud announcement, didn’t feel as sad anymore.
As soon as the emcee finished speaking, the bride was seen eagerly pulling the groom toward Third Master Lu, followed closely by both sets of parents.
Meanwhile, Ye Qianqian had just finished tidying up in the restroom when she was stopped by her eldest brother. “Qianqian? Why are you here?”
“Eldest Brother, you know perfectly well that today is my wedding with Song Yuntao, yet you ask why I’m here?” Ye Qianqian retorted, her clear eyes wide open.
“Qianqian, Yuntao said you didn’t want to be his bride. We had no choice but to let Yanyan take your place. At this point, just don’t make a scene!”
Ye Qianqian never expected the scumbag to turn on her, nor that her family would believe him without even asking for her side of the story.
She felt explaining further was pointless and said with a grim expression, “It’s true I didn’t want to be his bride, but I’m not here to cause trouble.”
“If you didn’t want to be the bride, you shouldn’t have shown up today. If you make a scene, you’ll only end up looking worse.” Eldest Brother Ye said sternly, his face dark.
“If the wedding ceremony isn’t over yet and I really do make a scene, how does Eldest Brother plan to deal with me?”
Ye Qianqian asked expressionlessly, though inside she was anything but calm.
“Qianqian, if you dare ruin Yanyan’s wedding, I won’t show any mercy.” Eldest Brother Ye said coldly and ruthlessly.
[Eldest Brother Ye has already contacted a mental hospital, just waiting for the female supporting character to walk right into the trap. Female supporting character, don’t you dare confront your eldest brother head-on.]
[Eldest Brother Ye is madly in love with the female lead, but he insists on acting like her biological brother. Little does he know, he actually is her biological brother.]
[The female supporting character is truly vicious. If it weren’t for you occupying the identity of the Ye family’s true daughter, Eldest Brother Ye wouldn’t have developed this twisted affection for his own sister.]
[Female supporting character, don’t back down. Confront your eldest brother boldly—the big shot will protect you. I love watching the big shot fiercely defend his wife in this chaotic showdown.]
Watching the Bullet Chat erupt into heated arguments, Ye Qianqian wanted to laugh, but suddenly felt something cool on her face. She reached up to touch it—tears.
She didn’t even know when she had started crying.
Just as Ye Qianqian was about to walk toward Lu Jingchen, she heard an affected voice say, “Oh my, did you sneak over here to cry because you saw that the bride today isn’t you, Miss Song?”
“Qianqian, don’t make a fuss. Yuntao and Yanyan are a match made in heaven. Don’t embarrass yourself here.” This was followed by the harsh voice of Second Brother Ye.
“I heard Ye Qianqian is obsessed with Young Master Song and always tries to steal her sister’s fiancé. Now it seems true.” Another girl chimed in, covering her mouth as if in exaggerated shock.
“Tsk tsk tsk… Growing up in the countryside really makes a difference. So shameless, not even bothering to look in the mirror to see what she really is.”
“She’s just a shameless simp, thinking she can marry Young Master Song after groveling for three years. Why doesn’t she take a piss and look at herself in the puddle? Does she really think she’s worthy of Young Master Song?”
“Shameless bitch, get out!” As the person spoke, they tried to splash the red wine in their hand toward Ye Qianqian.
“Qianqian—” Lu Jingchen rushed forward, pulling Ye Qianqian into his embrace and stroking her head, his obsidian eyes filled with concern.