“My God, he’s so handsome!”
Someone in the crowd cried out, drawing the guests’ gazes away from Chen Yunxi.
No one was looking at Chen Yunxi anymore; their eyes were fixed solely on one spot—the hotel entrance.
Even the sound of the violin was drowned out by the gasps of awe.
The man, stepping forward confidently, was impeccably dressed in a tailored Armani suit and a custom-made Charvet shirt.
His long legs and perfect figure were impossible to flaw.
His distinct facial features, seeming as if chiseled by a master artist, held a deep and piercing gaze that could penetrate anyone.
He was like a walking embodiment of pheromones, capable of sending shivers down anyone’s spine with just a glance.
One man, a match for a thousand soldiers!
“Who is that?
So handsome, so imposing.” Even the most composed person couldn’t resist their curiosity, asking around.
“Yes, oh my God, where did he come from?
Since when did Chen Yunxi know such a handsome, stylish, and charismatic man?”
While whispers swept through the crowd, they watched the extraordinarily handsome man approach the wedding venue.
Wen Xiangyang lifted his gaze to the entrance, catching sight of everyone making way for the man exuding an overwhelming presence and charisma-it was none other than Mu Lingqian.
At this moment, all eyes turned to Mu Lingqian, the man who suddenly emerged on the lawn captivating everyone like a king making an entrance.
Chen Yunxi’s ongoing wedding had been forgotten by all.
Like a king, Mu Lingqian strode up to Wen Xiangyang.
The sunglasses-clad handsome man, who earlier handed Xiangyang a mobile power bank, immediately nodded in recognition, “BOSS.”
Wen Xiangyang blinked, noting Mu Lingqian’s interaction with sunglassed-man, everything indeed seemed portraits.
Judging by people’s reaction, definitely worth the eighteen thousand!
Mu Lingqian noticed Wen Xiangyang’s surprised look, followed by a clear smile on his face.
A rare grin flashed across his noble and indifferent face, looking adorably confused.
Despite Chen Yunxi’s wedding going ahead, she felt no joy at all.
Exchanging rings and kisses with Lin Hao in front of Wen Xiangyang should have been her crowning moment.
However, now many people were focused on the man who appeared out of nowhere.
Young women especially couldn’t help but sneak repeated peeks at the cool and noble man.
And standing next to Mu Lingqian, Wen Xiangyang became the subject of many people’s envy.
Everyone was guessing the identity and relationship to Wen Xiangyang of this imposing and noble man who naturally commanded attention.
Chen Yunxi endured, but ultimately could not hold back anymore.
“Excuse me, who might you be…?
I don’t remember inviting you.”
Hand in hand with Lin Hao, Chen Yunxi approached Mu Lingqian and Wen Xiangyang, mocking in her tone.
Faced with Chen Yunxi’s provocation, Mu Lingqian coldly ignored her, not even sparing her a glance.
Being snubbed, Chen Yunxi was flustered.
Seeing her own daughter being ignored, even as relatives watched, Mother Chen tugged Chen Xiong’s sleeve, bringing him over as well.