Song’s mother was stunned when she heard her son speak. She hadn’t even managed to ask anything when Song Qinian stood up and strode toward Su Wanning.
Su Wanning struggled to lift her head, and when she saw Song Qinian, her memories gradually returned.
At first, the man from that night had been somewhat vague in her memory—but now it was crystal clear.
Yes, the tall man in front of her was the one who had taken her virginity.
She never expected that after searching for over a month without results, she would encounter him in such a dramatic scene.
The entire hall fell silent. Everyone stared at Song Qinian, uncertain and shocked.
Especially Qin Zhiyuan. He didn’t know who Song Qinian was, but he could tell this was no ordinary man.
His demeanor, his presence—everything radiated dominance.
But why would this man be interested in Su Wanning?
She had been violated by several kidnappers.
Last life, Su Weiwei had ended up like this—despised by thousands, hated even by her own son.
So why was Su Wanning different?
Previously, when he had saved Su Weiwei, Song Qinian had felt even a slight guilt toward Su Wanning—they had been married for decades, after all.
But now, he felt it was only right!
Su Wanning had quietly involved herself with another man.
Even if she had been violated by several kidnappers, it was her own fate.
The tense silence was broken by a loud voice.
“Qinian, what nonsense are you talking? Don’t be insolent!”
Song Jianjun had always found this son troublesome.
Song Qinian was a rebellious one—but also the most accomplished in the family.
Even as a regiment commander, he often caused trouble.
This was his cousin’s wedding—what was he trying to do?
Song Jianjun was anxious, and Liu Meiling, standing nearby, hurried over to stop her son.
His reputation wasn’t good, and now he wanted to make a scene at his cousin’s wedding? If this got out, what would people say?
“I’m not talking nonsense.”
Song Qinian waved his mother back to her seat and turned to his second uncle and aunt.
“Second Uncle, Second Aunt, my cousin’s wedding isn’t happening today. This young lady belongs to me—she’s coming with me.”
At these words, not only did Song Jianjun and his wife’s faces darken, but even Song Jianye was furious.
This nephew had grown completely lawless. Today was his son’s big day, and here he was ruining everything.
The foolish cousin cried like a three-year-old, seeing his pretty bride taken away.
“Waaah… pretty sister, don’t go!”
Song Qinian didn’t even glance at his cousin. His eyes were locked on Su Wanning.
“Do you remember me? Are you willing to come with me?”
Song Qinian’s eyes shone darkly, a dangerous determination glinting in them.
Su Wanning nodded without hesitation.
She wasn’t foolish.
If she didn’t leave now, would she really be forced to marry a fool?
The man in front of her was, after all, the father of her child. He didn’t look foolish.
Although their encounter had been forced—they had both been drugged by the kidnappers—this man had been in a similar situation.
Qin Zhiyuan watched the scene, dumbfounded.
Seeing Su Wanning follow this man without a word stirred a storm in his heart.
This woman was shameless!
She would fall for any man who appeared and showed interest?
If she married this man, how could she atone for her sins? How could she make amends to Weiwei?
Thinking this, Qin Zhiyuan quickly stepped forward to stop them.
“Sir, you might be mistaken. She’s carrying the kidnapper’s child. Everyone knows this. You’d better check before being deceived.”
Song Qinian squinted and glanced at Qin Zhiyuan.
“And you are? Who made you the one to speak?”
Song Qinian had always despised pretty boys. Qin Zhiyuan looked pampered and effeminate.
Qin Zhiyuan was momentarily stunned but forced himself to speak.
“I’m her ex. We’ve broken up. So, sir, I suggest you don’t—”
Before he could finish, Song Qinian reached out and shoved him aside.
“I don’t need your advice.”
Qin Zhiyuan stumbled, almost falling. That showed just how strong Song Qinian was.
Su Wanning watched from the side, feeling relieved.
This man had his own decisiveness. He might be hot-tempered, but he clearly had capability.
Given her situation, she urgently needed protection. Being with him would make the future much easier.
And so, Song Qinian simply took the bride-to-be away.
The wedding was nearly complete, and yet everything was thrown into chaos.
Song Jianjun’s face was red with anger.
“Jianye… this… this…”
Song Jianye’s face was dark. Their family had status; if this wasn’t his nephew, he would have broken the man’s legs.
“I apologize, everyone. Sorry for wasting your trip—the wedding is canceled. But don’t rush to leave. Eat, as if I invited you over to celebrate.”
Song Jianye, despite the chaos, kept his composure. What could he do? Kill Song Qinian? The old man would grieve over his accomplished grandson.
Song Jianjun and Liu Meiling also couldn’t leave; they had to manage the aftermath.
Meanwhile, Su Wanning was already in the passenger seat of a jeep, driven by Song Qinian.
Once inside, Song Qinian didn’t start the car immediately. Instead, he stared intently at her face.
“Oh, I forgot. What’s your name?”
Su Wanning: “……”
They had already… slept together. And now she was pregnant. Neither of them knew the other’s name. In today’s world, even films wouldn’t dare portray such a scene.
Su Wanning explained her situation. Song Qinian frowned deeply as he listened.