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Chapter 328 - 352: Making a Scene at the Wedding

Chapter 328: Chapter 352: Making a Scene at the Wedding

A thunderclap on flat ground!

Fang Yi’s words, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirred up huge waves.

At once, the crowd was in an uproar, immediately turning toward the source of the sound, their gazes focusing entirely on Fang Yi.

On the stage, Zhou Peilan, previously showing helplessness in her eyes, lit up with captivating vibrancy upon hearing his voice. She too looked toward the source and was stirred upon spotting the familiar figure, her pretty face unable to hide her delighted expression.

However, Lin Yuanhao’s expression turned extremely ugly, yes, very ugly!

Because...

"Impossible! This White Lotus Sect expert, there are as many as three Earth Level first tier masters, and then there’s Wang Tong and Mo Shu, who are both Earth Level second tier; how could he possibly have escaped?!"

Lin Yuanhao’s confidence vanished in an instant, filled with disbelief.

Lin Yuanhao firmly believed in those people’s abilities; even they could not hold Fang Yi back, yet Fang Yi managed to make his way here, a fact Lin Yuanhao witnessed himself, leaving him no choice but to believe.

At this moment, Zhou Peilan pulled away her hand, Lin Yuanhao grabbed at thin air. Seeing Zhou Peilan retreating, he suddenly erupted in fury. What was this all about?

Zhou Peilan’s sudden withdrawal was like slapping Lin Yuanhao hard across the face. She had previously been prepared to "accept" him, but when Fang Yi appeared, Zhou Peilan chose to step back, clearly signaling to everyone that she was on Fang Yi’s side, not Lin Yuanhao’s.

Being pushed into such a situation by a woman in front of so many people, how could Lin Yuanhao not be infuriated?

"Come here! You, lowly woman! Come here!"

Lin Yuanhao’s face was ferocious as he hurried toward Zhou Peilan.

At this moment, Lin Yuanhao’s mind was somewhat deranged, with anger clouding most of his reasoning. All he wanted now was to seize Zhou Peilan back and reclaim the dignity that belonged to him as a man.

Zhou Peilan desperately wanted to retreat further but, panicked, her high heels twisted and she fell backwards to the ground. Seeing Lin Yuanhao charging at her, Zhou Peilan panicked even more.

"You lowly woman! You are mine! I won’t allow you to go with that bastard Fang Yi!" Lin Yuanhao’s face twisted grotesquely, resembling a clownish, fierce expression as he reached out his hand.

But at this moment, just as Lin Yuanhao was about to grab Zhou Peilan’s shoulder, a figure arrived on the stage and seized Lin Yuanhao’s wrist. Then, with great force, Lin Yuanhao was flung away, rolling several times on the ground.

Seeing this familiar figure, the panic on Zhou Peilan’s face vanished, replaced with a smile.

Fang Yi also smiled, then bent down to help Zhou Peilan up and standing before the crowd with his arm around Zhou Peilan’s slender waist, he looked down at Lin Yuanhao, who rolled several times on the ground.

When Lin Yuanhao finally stood up again, he was in a complete mess, his face fierce and his eyes full of violent fury, glaring at Fang Yi with a desire to tear him to pieces.

Among the crowd below the stage, Kong Qingci stood among the people, gazing at Fang Yi on the stage holding Zhou Peilan close. A tiny, subtle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Though not very clear, it caught Kong Qingxu’s eye, causing him great displeasure.

"This Fang Yi... openly opposing the Lin Family, he’s really seeking death!" Kong Qingxu was extremely disapproving of Fang Yi, so he spoke ill of him into Kong Qingci’s ear.

"But that’s exactly the spirit a man should have," Kong Qingci smiled.

"I have it too," Kong Qingxu was defiant.

"You?" Kong Qingci turned to look at her younger brother, as if looking at a child. She tenderly patted Kong Qingxu on the head and smiled, "Maybe when you’re a bit older."

Kong Qingxu: "..."

On the other side of the crowd, a stunningly beautiful woman stood with her arms wrapped across her chest, her charming face carrying a hint of a subtle smile.

Lin Xueru watched the scene on stage, a smile playing on her gorgeous lips as she spoke to herself, "This young man... is quite interesting."

Next to her, the bald Monk with the scar on his head said, "This young man is interesting, indeed. I just saw him entering Old Master Lin’s room with a little girl."

A dangerous glint briefly flashed through Lin Xueru’s captivating eyes, "Where is that little girl?"

The Monk replied, "I didn’t see her."

Lin Xueru took a slight breath, her gaze fixated on the proud figure standing on the stage, "It seems I need to meet this young man."

Whether on the stage or off, the atmosphere was exceptionally tense at the moment with people whispering softly to each other. When some of these murmurs reached Lin Yuanhao’s ears, his facial muscles twitched violently.

At the same time, Lin Fengxiao came out with several people and pointed at Fang Yi, yelling, "Fang Yi, you are pushing too far!"

"I think it’s you who are pushing too far," Fang Yi said.

In that moment, a middle-aged man burst forth, it was Zhou Hongkang. Seeing his daughter in the arms of that detestable poor kid, Zhou Hongkang was utterly furious, now having offended everyone.

Zhou Hongkang shouted angrily, "Undutiful daughter! Come here this instant, or sever your ties with me as your father!"

Fang Yi glanced at the frantic Zhou Hongkang and said calmly, "Even tigers do not eat their young, yet here you are, pushing your daughter into the fire, yelling at Peilan with what right?"

Zhou Hongkang sneered, "Because she is MY daughter! She is of my seed! Her life is for me, her father, to decide. However I want her to be, she has to be! Fang Yi, you’re an outsider, stop causing trouble!"

Then, Zhou Hongkang glared furiously at Zhou Peilan, shouting, "You unfilial daughter, aren’t you coming over? Do you want to embarrass me completely? How could you do this to your deceased mother?"

Hearing the word "mother," Zhou Peilan trembled, her body shaking. Fang Yi, with his arms around her slender waist, could clearly feel it. Zhou Peilan hesitated, much like that night in the Golden Splendor club, as if the night was replaying itself.

However, after hesitating, Zhou Peilan looked at Zhou Hongkang, her father, and gently uttered a word, "No."

Although softly spoken, Zhou Hongkang heard it and instantly became frantic again, roaring as he strode towards her, his face filled with anger.

Fang Yi frowned slightly. Regardless of whether Zhou Hongkang was Zhou Peilan’s father, things had gone too far, and Fang Yi was not planning to be gentle.

Just then, a figure suddenly leapt onto the stage, blocking Zhou Hongkang.

The previously furious Zhou Hongkang, on seeing the person blocking his path, was suddenly frightened. This person was bald but commanded a formidable presence, his eyes filled with a cold sternness—the Monk who was with Lin Xueru.

At that moment, Lin Fengxiao and others saw this Monk, and their expressions changed drastically—the Monk... was someone from the Lin Family’s own Miss’s entourage.

As expected, a graceful and charming figure slowly emerged from the crowd and stepped onto the stage.

"Miss!" Lin Fengxiao and the others were utterly shocked.

Lin Xueru glanced at the disheveled Lin Yuanhao, her eyes showing a trace of disgust, "Having someone like you as a member of the Lin Family is simply a disgrace!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengxiao and the others immediately showed troubled expressions, never expecting the Family’s own Miss to side with Fang Yi.

"Miss, my son Yuanhao and this woman already had a marriage agreement. Fang Yi coming here to snatch the girl is a provocation against the Lin Family," Lin Fengxiao said, hinting at something.

Lin Xueru’s beautiful face revealed a mocking smile, "He came to snatch her, you could just snatch her back. The question is... can you snatch her back?"