CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 161: BEST MAN SWITCH

Beside Huo Junmo, instead of Yan Qinghan, stood Mu Beiting.

Why is Uncle standing there?

Wasn’t Mr. Yan supposed to be the best man? When did it change to Uncle?

Why has she never heard Uncle mention this?

As the bride and groom pledged their vows, Ye Anxin subconsciously scanned the crowd.

Sure enough, Yan Qinghan was holding a woeful Huo Jiantian in the friends and family section. His expression was even more woeful than Huo Jiantian’s, like a child who suffered a great injustice, angry but unable to voice it, pouting in silent frustration.

This scene made Ye Anxin unable to help but want to laugh.

She really wanted to laugh.

She didn’t expect Uncle to be so petty, over something as trivial as being a best man. Was it really necessary to care so much?

Look how mad it made Yan Qinghan; he’s probably seething inside!

"The ceremony is complete, would the bride and groom please exchange rings!" The priest’s booming voice brought Ye Anxin back to her senses, and she quickly opened the ring box.

Mu Beiting also opened his ring box.

Huo Junmo and Ling Yueyue took the rings from their boxes simultaneously, just about to place them on each other’s fingers when a loud disturbance erupted outside the chapel.

Unruffled, Huo Junmo asked the secretary beside him, "What’s happening?"

"I’ll go have a look!" The secretary lowered her head and quickly left.

Huo Junmo and Ling Yueyue continued, and as the rings were just placed on each other’s fingers, the noise outside not only didn’t stop but drew closer.

At this moment, the secretary hurriedly ran back in, slightly panting, "President, it’s the Nan Family!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yueyue clearly felt Huo Junmo’s firm grip on her hand falter.

Huo Junmo had no time to react when the expression of Ye An’s mother, seated with the bride’s family, suddenly turned deathly pale, and her hands on her lap began to tremble slightly.

The secretary asked awkwardly, "President, what should we do?"

Huo Junmo’s eyes darkened, "Take them to the lounge; I’ll see them after the wedding is over!"

"Yes!" The secretary obeyed and left with her head down.

Huo Junmo said to the priest, "Continue!"

The priest nodded in response and quickly said again, "The bride and groom exchange rings!"

Huo Junmo and Ling Yueyue placed the rings on each other’s ring fingers.

The priest then said, "The groom may kiss the bride!"

Huo Junmo lifted Ling Yueyue’s chin, his handsome thin lips slowly approaching.

However, before they could touch Ling Yueyue’s lips, a group of people suddenly rushed in from outside.

Everyone’s gaze simultaneously turned towards the door.

The leader was a man in his fifties. Despite his graying temples and face lined with deep wrinkles, his striking features were unmistakable, revealing that in his youth, he must have been a heartthrob for many women.

Beside him was a woman of similar age, impeccably maintained! Her face was adorned with exquisite makeup, yet it couldn’t hide the sharp acrimony emanating from within her.

Behind them followed a group of at least twenty men and women.

Upon seeing these people, Ye An’s mother’s face turned even paler, and not only her hands but her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The secretary approached Huo Junmo, ashamedly saying, "President, I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop them!"

"Forget it, you can go now!" Huo Junmo’s facial muscles were taut, his eyes dreadfully deep.

At this moment, the leading woman swiftly rushed to Huo Junmo and Ling Yueyue, raising her hand, and without warning, slapped Ling Yueyue across the face.

Ling Yueyue was stunned, completely unsure of what had happened.

Ye Anxin hurried to check on Ling Yueyue, "Yueyue, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Ling Yueyue touched her fiery cheek, gently shaking her head as anger swelled in her chest.

"You shameless vixen, daring to steal my son-in-law, watch me beat you to death!" As she spoke, she raised her hand to hit Ling Yueyue again.

But before her hand could fall, Huo Junmo intercepted it.

Huo Junmo furrowed his brows, growling in a low voice, "Enough! My patience has limits. If you dare act like this again, don’t blame me for forgetting past sentimental ties!"

The woman ignored Huo Junmo’s severely displeased expression, curling her lips in a sneer, disdainfully saying, "Huo Junmo, you sure have guts, daring to marry another woman. How can you face our Sisi?"

Hearing the name that haunted his dreams, Huo Junmo couldn’t hide his pain, and the hand gripping the woman’s wrist involuntarily trembled.

Noticing his change, the woman snorted coldly, "Huo Junmo, stop pretending here, acting all lovestruck for Sisi! If you really loved Sisi, you wouldn’t be marrying this woman now, would you?"

A woman in her twenties stepped out from the group that had barged in and hurriedly approached Huo Junmo, sorrowfully saying, "Brother-in-law, how can you marry another woman? Have you really forgotten my sister?"

The woman sneered, "Jianning, if he still cared for your sister, he wouldn’t marry this vixen!"

The leader, the man in his fifties, also walked over, his expression solemn as he asked, "Junmo, we need an explanation!"

Huo Junmo’s face turned grim, sneering, "An explanation? What explanation? I have been more than generous to your Nan Family. Today is my wedding; if you come with blessings, you are welcome. If you’ve come to cause trouble, don’t blame me for being rude!"

Seeing Huo Junmo getting angry, Ling Yueyue and Ye Anxin couldn’t help but exchange a glance.

Although they weren’t especially familiar with Huo Junmo, having not met many times, this was the first time they had seen him so furious!

It seemed he was truly angry this time; someone must have crossed his line.

Nan Jinning walked up to Huo Junmo, clinging to his arm, tearfully asking, "Brother-in-law, why, why are you marrying this woman? What does she have? No status, no looks, no figure, no beauty. How is she better than me?"

Seeing Nan Jinning tightly holding onto Huo Junmo’s arm, Ling Yueyue’s eyes blazed with anger, which could no longer be contained. She took a big step forward, forcefully knocking away Nan Jinning’s hand, and with a veneer of a smile, said, "Miss, please have some self-respect! He is my husband, please keep your distance from my husband, thank you!"

Ling Yue Yue always believed in the principle of not offending unless provoked, and if provoked, she would retaliate.

This shameless woman dared to flirt with Huo Junmo right in front of her. Heaven knows what she’d do when she’s not around.

Today, she was determined to defend her role as Huo Junmo’s wife.

Before Nan Jinning could speak, the woman had already stormed up, "Who do you think you are! You don’t have the right to speak here! Get lost!"

Ling Yueyue clung to Huo Junmo’s arm and boldly declared her sovereignty, "Sorry, but I am not a nobody. Please call me Mrs. Huo!"