Her slightly disheveled hair cascaded down slowly, revealing skin beneath the dress so white and delicate it seemed it would break at the slightest touch. A hint of her creamy white bosom peeked through enticingly. The Western-style dress conspicuously outlined her graceful and proud figure, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Upon seeing this, Chen Zheng swallowed hard. The sight of Wei Zixuan bending over, desperately trying to put on the stuck dress and occasionally stamping her foot in frustration, was enough to make one's nose bleed.
"Honey, you're finally here! I'm stuck!" Wei Zixuan said, adopting a demure, girlish stance.
Of course, Chen Zheng's dumbstruck expression amused her to no end. So, my husband is still just a boy.
"Oh... okay!" Chen Zheng snapped back to reality, his face flushing red. I almost lost my composure!
A moment later, they had both changed into their formal attire. He was handsome and dashing, while she was noble and elegant.
"Honey, let's go!" Wei Zixuan said.
"Alright," Chen Zheng nodded.
***
「The Platinum Hotel」
"Let's give the bride and groom the warmest round of applause as they take the stage!" the host shouted passionately into the microphone. "Su Zhenghao! And Huang Yiyi!"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a handsome and dashing man in a suit stepped forward from beneath an arch entwined with white flowers. At the same time, Huang Yiyi, dressed in a pristine white wedding gown like a princess, linked arms with her father, Huang Dahai, a blissful smile on her face. Flower girls held the train of her dress, scattering petals as they walked. Under the sacred vows, they were about to embrace and swear their lives to one another.
Huang Yiyi's face was alight with joy; she felt like the luckiest woman in the world. As for my ex-boyfriend, Chen Zheng? He's a nobody, a complete non-entity. Who even cares?
Just then, a discordant voice cut through the air.
"Wait a moment..."
The crowd turned toward the source of the sound, only to see a handsome man in formal attire walking toward them. Beside him stood a woman of graceful stature and breathtaking beauty. Her angelic face was so stunning that it seemed to dim the splendid lights of the wedding venue for an instant.
"It's you! Chen Zheng!" An ugly expression crossed Huang Yiyi's face.
She hadn't expected Chen Zheng to actually show up. This was especially true when she saw Wei Zixuan. That face... even I'm jealous of it! A wave of envy instantly washed over her.
But in the next second, a mocking smirk touched Huang Yiyi's lips as an idea occurred to her.
"Chen Zheng, you really are a failure!" she sneered. "To save face, you actually hired a prostitute to come with you? Judging by her looks, does she cost one thousand a day or two? Oh, that's right, you can't even afford one thou—"
SLAP!
Before Huang Yiyi could finish, a snow-white hand cracked across her face. Under the bright lights, the vivid red handprint was perfectly clear.
"Who do you think you are, daring to bark in my presence?" Wei Zixuan said, her eyes like ice.
"You... how dare you hit me?" Huang Yiyi clutched her swollen cheek, her face a mask of disbelief. Her voice turned shrill with uncontrollable fury. "You bitch! I'm the daughter-in-law of the Su Group! You're dead!"
"Zhenghao, kill this bitch for me!"
However, the surrounding guests were all looking at them with peculiar expressions.
"Zhenghao..." Huang Yiyi called out a few more times. When Su Zhenghao didn't respond, she quickly turned to look at him, only to see a stunned expression on his face.
"God... Godmother..." it took him a long moment to force the words out. "How... how is it you?"
"What godmother..." Huang Yiyi asked, confused. "Zhenghao, hurry up and kill this bitch! She slapped the Su Group right in the face! She slapped your—"
"Shut up!" Su Zhenghao spun around and barked coldly. "Do you have any idea who she is? She's the President of the Xingsheng Group, Wei Zixuan! She's also my godmother!"
"What? The President of the Xingsheng Group?"
Hearing this, Huang Yiyi was dumbstruck. She stumbled backward, completely frozen. As the future daughter-in-law of the Su Group, she had of course heard of Wei Zixuan and knew the power of the Xingsheng Group. Even though the Xingsheng Group was experiencing a financial crisis, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Its power was far beyond anything the Su Group could hope to match.
Wait a second... isn't that the woman who picked Chen Zheng up from the cafe in a Lamborghini? Did I just call Wei Zixuan a prostitute? I must have a death wish!
"Godmother, what brings you here?" Su Zhenghao hurried over, a beaming smile plastered on his face.
"I'm accompanying your godfather," Wei Zixuan said flatly.
"God... godfather?" Su Zhenghao's mouth fell open. He mechanically turned his head to look at Chen Zheng, who stood beside Wei Zixuan, and his mind went completely blank. "Godmother, you can't be serious... He... he's..."
"That's right!" Wei Zixuan said with a sweet smile, looping her arm through Chen Zheng's before Su Zhenghao could finish.
"Ahem... Hello, godson! It's nice to meet you!" Chen Zheng coughed, looking a bit embarrassed.
Sigh. To suddenly gain a "godson" and have my ex-girlfriend become my "goddaughter-in-law"... this feeling is... uniquely thrilling.
"You... Chen Zheng..." Huang Yiyi was completely flustered, her expression a priceless mixture of shock and horror.
I just dumped him, and he turned around and married Wei Zixuan, the President of the Xingsheng Group? Did he transform overnight into the man behind a billionaire CEO? Heh! Chen Zheng, oh, Chen Zheng. You accused me of being a gold digger who abandoned the poor for the rich, but aren't you doing the exact same thing?
At that thought, a cold sneer appeared on her lips. She first turned to Wei Zixuan and immediately apologized. "Miss Wei, I was wrong about what happened just now!"
Then, she continued, "But there's something I have to tell you! I don't know what kind of tricks Chen Zheng used to deceive you, but he must have pretended to be some rich heir. This designer suit he's wearing is probably rented. I'm his ex-girlfriend; I know him best! He's a penniless loser. His monthly salary is barely enough to rent a rundown studio apartment. A person like him is a worm wallowing in the mud! He's not worthy of you!"
In Huang Yiyi's mind, her words would surely expose Chen Zheng's true colors and leave him utterly humiliated.
However, Wei Zixuan just smiled and took a step forward.
SLAP!
Another slap landed squarely on Huang Yiyi's other cheek.
"You..." Huang Yiyi clutched her face, her eyes wide with disbelief. She was furious but dared not speak.
"My apologies, godson. I slapped your wife again," Wei Zixuan said lightly. Then she turned her gaze back to the bride. "Huang Yiyi, is it? Listen carefully. Chen Zheng never used any tricks. I was the one who pursued him! I love his simplicity and his character. I'd be happy even if we had to eat at cheap street stalls every day! Besides, do you think I need money? Do I need to depend on a man?
"Then again, some people have to rely on spreading their legs for a man. How else would they manage to dump their boyfriend the second they hook a rich husband?"
This final, domineering statement struck Huang Yiyi like a dagger to the heart, and her face turned ashen.