Upon hearing Mu Qingran’s words, Mu Derun became even more certain that the van intent on running him over had been sent by his daughter!

His face suddenly changed, realizing there was no use in negotiating terms with her anymore, "Fine, just don’t regret it!"

With that, he turned and left the resting room.

Mu Qingran, worried that this old gambler would disturb her with a scene at the wedding today, frowned and went out to call a security guard. She stuffed several large bills into his hand and whispered a few words.

The security guard immediately understood, pocketed the money, and grabbed a hank of twine used for tying boxes. He then chased after Mu Derun.

Before he could reach where people were gathered, the security guard grabbed him from behind, tied him up tight, and dragged him to the adjacent storeroom!

Mu Derun was shocked and began to struggle and shout.

The security guard stuffed and covered his mouth and eyes with a cloth, growling "Stop shouting, you’ll be let go after the wedding is over!"

After saying that, he closed the door with a "snap" and left.

Mu Derun realized then that it was his daughter who had instructed the security guard to do this, just to prevent him from making a scene at the wedding which caused his face to swell into a purple-red hue.

You wretched girl! You wretched girl! I won’t let you get away with this!

About ten minutes later, the wedding march outside began to play—the bride and groom must be entering.

Mu Derun was seething with anger, but with his hands, feet, and eyes bound, he was completely helpless!

Just then, the door latch moved.

A man’s silhouette came in, untied the ropes from Mu Derun’s hands and feet, and quickly left.

The man was Lin Zixun.

After leaving, Lin Zixun quickly walked from the corridor to the banquet hall and then to the front near the main seat, bending down and whispering to the BOSS:

"Everything is arranged."

Huo Zhenyang hooked up the corner of his lips, signaling his acknowledgment, then turned his head to look at the girl beside him, his eyes twinkling with teasing intent, "Baby, it’s time to watch the show."

Jiayi was in attendance with Huo Zhenyang today too, dressed in a way that perfectly matched the romantic vibe of the wedding, wearing a dreamy, custom off-the-shoulder, light purple evening gown. Her long hair was carefully styled and hung like a black waterfall over her shoulders, and she wore sheer gloves on her hands—adorable and delicate, yet precious like a princess.

When she had entered the banquet hall clinging onto his arm, all eyes immediately turned to her.

Even now, as the bride walked down the aisle, many gazes still lingered on her.

This outfit was personally selected for her by Huo Zhenyang’s private secretary.

Even though they were merely spectators at a show today, and he was just a guest, he spared no effort in dressing her up.

He had grown used to giving her the very best of everything, showcasing her beauty to the utmost.

Upon hearing Huo Zhenyang’s whisper, Jiayi looked towards the red carpet.

Mu Qingran and Huo Zhenxuan had just entered arm in arm, with the wedding march starting at the perfect moment.

Her gaze fixed on the glamorously dressed couple.

The wide, heavy dress did an excellent job of concealing Mu Qingran’s pregnant belly.

Ho Zhenxuan, in front of everyone today, also appeared to be a tender and considerate husband who loved his wife.

The two of them walked slowly forward, smiling along the red carpet in time with the rhythm of the wedding march.

Huo Tianpei’s face revealed a rare affectionate smile for his second son.

Seeing her focus on the couple, Huo Zhenyang, without any change in his expression, leaned forward. Under the tablecloth, his hand reached out and grasped her soft hand.

"Feeling touched watching others get married?" he deliberately leaned close to her ear, his voice soft, seemingly teasing but also seductive.

Jiayi’s lashes fluttered as she shook her head resolutely.

The wedding is something every woman yearns for in their dreams, and attending one can touch a woman’s heart.

But today’s wedding, in her eyes, holds no hint of sentiment or warmth, because she knows of the conspiracy behind the ceremony.

The two people on the red carpet are both filled with schemes.

Shouldn’t a wedding signify mutual affection?

When two people lack even the basic honesty and trust, the younger master is only seeking his own future, only trying to gain the old man’s favor.

A marriage like this, no matter how luxurious and extravagant, is still a tragedy.

Perhaps...

It’s just like her and the man by her side.

Wasn’t it for his own benefits, for quickly getting a share of the company, that Huo Zhenyang got engaged to her before?

If that’s the case, fundamentally, what’s the difference between him and the younger master?

Her delicate hand moved, trying to slip away from his palm.

But he seemed to know her intention, and with a furrow of his eyebrows, trapped her hand firmly, refusing to let go in a domineering manner.

Just then, a commotion erupted on the stage, followed by the host’s scream.

Someone had stormed the stage and snatched the microphone from the host’s hand, tapped the microphone, causing a piercing feedback—

People in attendance covered their ears, then looked toward the stage.

Mu Qingran was shocked, staring at Mu Derun on the stage.

"Who are you? Security! Where is security?!" What’s going on here? How could someone just barge onto the stage! Someone come quickly!" Huo Tianpei stood up in surprise.

Yao Zhenru recognized that the man was her distant cousin, who was also Mu Qingran’s father, and was stunned as well.

The middle-aged man gave Huo Tianpei a sinister smile: "Mr. Huo, I am not some unknown person. I am your in-law, Mu Qingran’s father."

Mu Qingran’s father?

Hadn’t Yao Zhenru said that Mu Qingran’s parents had passed away long ago?

Was this thuggish-looking man on the stage really Mu Qingran’s father?

Huo Tianpei turned his head, frowning and staring at his wife.

Yao Zhenru felt uneasy under Huo Tianpei’s gaze.

On the stage, Mu Derun sneered darkly: "The esteemed Huo Family surely wouldn’t drive their in-law away during a wedding banquet, would they?"

The security guards and the Huo Family’s bodyguards, hearing that the middle-aged man on stage was Huo Tianpei’s in-law and the biological father of the future second son’s wife, hesitated to simply go up and pull him away.

Mu Qingran did not expect her father to act so crazily, realizing his ill intentions, she quickly signaled the nearby security with her eyes.

Mu Derun, noticing his daughter’s signal to have him restrained, grew even more furious, deciding to go all out.

Today he would make it a do-or-die situation with this unfilial daughter—she didn’t want to see him do well, so he wouldn’t let her have it easy!

His coarse voice echoed through the banquet hall: "Unfilial daughter! You’re marrying into a wealthy family, and now you don’t even recognize your own father? Your dad has no food, no place to sleep, and is about to be killed by debt collectors, and you don’t care about your old dad—are you still human? You have the blood of the Mu Family running through your veins, even if you renounce me as your father, you can’t erase those disgusting things from the past!"

Huo Tianpei, who was accustomed to a life of luxury and had only encountered cultured and high-quality elites, had never seen such brazen behavior and was shaking with anger.

So Mu Qingran’s father was a gambler, and such a character at that!

No wonder Yao Zhenru hadn’t told him about Mu Qingran having such a father and had always said that Mu Qingran’s parents were deceased.

The Huo Family was already G City’s top noble family, and although they did not seek great wealth or prominence in their daughter-in-law, they certainly required that she come from a clean background and be gentle and well-behaved—definitely not from this kind of family!

But hearing the latter part of Mu Derun’s statement, Huo Tianpei was stunned again: "What do you mean? What disgusting things from the past?"