Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 626 - 624: Yaan Family Grand Wedding

Chapter 626: Chapter 624: Yaan Family Grand Wedding

"Oh? Then why do you smell like perfume, Boss? It’s even Flocke brand perfume, which isn’t cheap at all. It looks like you snagged either a wealthy lady or a young mistress last night. I’m impressed by your skills in wooing women!"

Doduo gave Xiao Yifeng a thumbs up.

"Nobody will think you’re mute if you keep quiet!"

Xiao Yifeng glared at Qian Duoduo.

"So the wedding is about to start, huh?"

Xiao Yifeng suddenly spoke up.

"It’ll start in a little over an hour. Most of Yanjing’s elite, as well as other big shots, will be there. Are you certain you want to go through with this, Boss? The impact is going to be huge!"

Qian Duoduo asked again.

"There’s nothing I, Xiao Yifeng, want to do that I can’t achieve."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Xiao Yifeng’s lips.

Today, because of Young Master Yaan’s wedding ceremony, the Royal Hotel was extraordinarily bustling. Luxury cars, each worth no less than a million, were parked outside, filling the area.

There were all kinds of luxury cars like Bentleys, Rolls-Royces, and Ferraris. Some cars even had special license plates, the kind only top figures could use, and now they were all congregated outside this hotel.

Outside the hotel, a group of armed officers was maintaining order and security, preventing any accident from happening.

After all, today’s gathering inside the hotel was of China’s high society’s elite and bigwigs, so advance caution and vigilance were necessary to prevent any incidents.

Because of the Yaan Family and Yaan Jianye’s status in Yanjing, representatives from all the major families had come, including many from the Eight Great Families, which spoke volumes of the Yaan Family’s strength.

At eleven in the morning, a lavish wedding motorcade consisting of three Land Rovers, two Bentleys, and a Rolls-Royce arrived and stopped at the hotel entrance.

At the entrance, Yaan Yanjun and his son, Yaan Wuheng, stood together.

Yaan Wuheng’s limbs had recovered and he could walk normally, but he couldn’t engage in any strenuous activities, and his hands were virtually useless, as weak as a chicken.

At that moment, Yaan Wuheng, in a dapper groom’s suit, watched the arrival of the wedding cars with a face that showed no sign of happiness, but rather, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Elder Shen, Shen Yunfeng, and his son Shen Yunshan were the first to exit the Bentley, followed by the Rolls-Royce’s door opening.

Mei Fangting stepped out first, then came Shen Yuting, wearing a bridal gown and veil, looking as beautiful as a fairy.

"Wuheng!"

Yaan Yanjun called out to Yaan Wuheng, who walked straight to Shen Yuting, a mysterious smile on his lips as he extended a hand.

Shen Yuting gazed at Yaan Wuheng for a few seconds and without saying much, reached out and took his hand, and together they walked in.

"Ah..."

Watching this scene, Elder Shen sighed deeply once again.

"It’s done, Father. All we can do now is pray the Yaan Family will treat Yuting kindly."

Shen Yunfeng spoke in a deep voice.

"Do you think that’s possible, big brother? Although Yaan Wuheng has recovered, he’s said to be crippled. Ultimately, it’s all because of Yuting. Do you really think they’d treat her as one of their own?"

Shen Yunshan snorted coldly, disdain flashing in his eyes.

"There’s nothing we can do about it. It’s our fault for not being strong enough!"

Shen Yunfeng shook his head and sighed.

Shen Yunshan remained silent, his gaze sweeping around as if he was looking for someone.

At the Royal Hotel, on the tenth floor, a banquet hall spanning hundreds of square meters was the venue for the wedding ceremony.

The entire wedding ceremony was decorated with unparalleled luxury, featuring over three hundred tables, a clear testament to the Yaan Family’s status in Yanjing.

More than half of Yanjing’s elite had already gathered here, including Situ Qian and Situ Yuntian from the Situ Family Clan, and even Xiao Ding, the Head of the Xiao Family, was present.

These were the only two patriarchs from among the Eight Great Families to attend the wedding, with the other being Sun Youpeng, the head of the Sunx Family.

Soon, the wedding ceremony officially began. Yaan Wuheng, hand in hand with Shen Yuting, the wedding couple, slowly walked into the venue to the wedding march, heading toward the stage at the front.

"What a pity! Such a beauty is marrying that good-for-nothing Yaan Wuheng."

Situ Yuntian, seated to one side, lifted the corner of his mouth into a playful smile, watching Shen Yuting.

"I heard he’s come to Yanjing!"

Situ Qian said indifferently, her eyes shimmering with cunning light.

"Are you referring to Xiao Yifeng? Does he intend to ruin the wedding?"

As Situ Yuntian spoke, he placed his hand on the table, continuously tapping the surface to produce a rhythmic sound.

"He couldn’t possibly have the audacity, could he?"

Situ Qian’s eyes flashed.

"You never know!"

Situ Yuntian said with a sinister laugh.

Meanwhile, on a street outside the Crown Hotel, a Rolls-Royce came to a halt, and Xiao Yifeng, Blood Rakshasa, Qijie, and Qian Duoduo, the four of them stepped out.

"Boss, are you sure you don’t want me to follow? I think it would be better if we went together..."

Qian Duoduo said, looking at Xiao Yifeng.

"There’s no need. Although you’re the Young Master of the Qian Family, things could escalate if this blows up, so I can’t entangle you in this."

Xiao Yifeng said somberly.

"But you’re my boss, what do I have to be afraid of?"

Qian Duoduo protested.

"Enough, there’s no need to argue. You wouldn’t be able to do much in this situation. If something happens, I’ll contact you!"

Xiao Yifeng said indifferently and then walked towards the Crown Hotel.

At that moment, a figure in a military uniform blocked Xiao Yifeng’s path, exuding a sharp aura. It was Langya, the strongest soldier from the Yanjing Military District, who had once fought Xiao Yifeng in Tianhai.

"It’s you!"

Xiao Yifeng was surprised to see Langya.

"Have you come to kill me again? I don’t have the time today."

Xiao Yifeng said, curling his mouth.

"I’m here to tell you that if you don’t want to die, it’s best not to go inside, or you might not come out again."

Langya’s expression was somber as he spoke sharply.

"You’re referring to the scene of Yaan Wuheng’s wedding?"

Xiao Yifeng’s mouth curved into a playful smile.

"The Yaan Family is aware of your presence and is just waiting for you to show up."

Langya stated.