CHAPTER 697: CHAPTER 699

At this moment, Wang Xiangxiang’s heart was filled with bitter pain as she lifted her veil. Lifting the veil should have been a moment of joy and excitement for a bride, but she couldn’t feel happy or excited. She only felt nervous because the wedding night was soon to follow.

Could she refuse? If she voiced her refusal, would he agree? She thought, no man would probably agree.

Her nervous hands clutched at the festive wedding gown, as she hung her head down, waiting for Han Yongsheng to lift her veil.

Soon, Han Yongsheng approached, and she lowered her eyes, only faintly seeing him getting closer and closer, bit by bit.

Finally, her veil was lifted.

Head bowed, she didn’t dare to look up at him. She thought, surely no man would want to see a grim face on the bride he was bringing home.

She sensed her hand being gently pulled by him. She didn’t know what he intended to do, but nonetheless, she couldn’t help but lift her head to look at him.

The moment she saw him, her heart hammered violently, and she was so shocked she couldn’t speak. Why was it him?

"Xiangxiang, I still couldn’t bear to watch you marry someone else. Even if you hate me for the rest of your life, I still have to marry you. We have already paid our respects at the altar, and the whole city knows you’re my wife, legally wedded to me, Chu Lian."

Wang Xiangxiang could never have imagined he would come to rescue her, how could he disrupt her plans like this? She jerked her hand away, glaring at him with rage, her words coming out through gritted teeth, "You... are... despicable."

Chu Lian spoke with a mix of excitement and heartache, "Yes, I am despicable. To marry you, I schemed against Han Yongsheng, but what of it? Even if the whole city curses me, I don’t care, because all I want is to marry you."

The fact that Chu Lian had come to take her as his bride moved Wang Xiangxiang; it undoubtedly showed that his feelings for her were genuine. She wasn’t good enough, didn’t deserve such actions, she wasn’t fortunate enough. Holding back the tears that threatened to spill from her eyes, she ran towards the door, still spewing harsh words with determination, "Chu Lian, don’t make me hate you. Take me back immediately."

Chu Lian grabbed Wang Xiangxiang’s hand, not allowing her to leave, calling out in agony, "I won’t, you’ve already paid respects with me, you are now my wife."

Being held, Wang Xiangxiang still couldn’t hold back her tears, crying out as she struggled, "I am not, please take me back right now."

Chu Lian refused to let go, adamant, "I won’t, you are my wife, no one can take you away."

As Chu Lian declared his love for her over and over again, Wang Xiangxiang’s tears continued to flow.

Yet her only option now was to marry into the Han Family. She struggled fiercely, using all her strength to break free, and yelled the words that contradicted her heart, with resolution, "Chu Lian, I hate you."

After shouting those words, Wang Xiangxiang only felt darkness before her eyes, and without catching her breath, she collapsed.

Seeing Wang Xiangxiang so agitated and then slowly sliding down into his arms, Chu Lian was terrified. Frantic and heartbroken, he cried out, "Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me, please. I’ve only just managed to marry you."

But at this moment, Wang Xiangxiang lay motionless in Chu Lian’s arms. Suddenly remembering what his father had done when his mother fainted the day before, he hurriedly pinched Wang Xiangxiang’s philtrum, but after several tries, she still didn’t wake up.

In desperation, Chu Lian shouted towards the door, "Someone come quickly. Someone! Is there nobody there?"