Over the past week, Yang Chen spent almost all his time on special training for Tang Xia and others, hardly finding time to drive his car properly.

On Sunday, he got up early and quickly went for a bustling morning rush hour drive.

Around nine o’clock, Qiu Yuhong called Yang Chen.

Qiu Yuhong: "Mr. Yang, as you requested, I’ve sent those people wearing green hats to the wedding venue. I’ve had Qiu Tian personally stationed to protect them; no one dares to touch them."

Yang Chen: "Hmm. Well done. It’s about time; I should go over to watch the spectacle too. Bye."

Very soon, Yang Chen arrived at the Peninsula Hotel’s Hall No.1.

Qiu Tian was at the entrance with a dozen or so people.

They wanted to come and greet Yang Chen, but he waved them off, indicating they shouldn’t approach.

As soon as he walked in, Yang Chen saw many people gathered around two tables, discussing something.

Upon closer inspection, two tables of men, of varying ages and wearing green hats, were arguing with the host’s representatives.

"We are the bride’s ex-boyfriends; what’s wrong with attending her wedding?"

"Of course, she doesn’t have the guts to invite us. You should ask what she did to us first."

"Let the bride speak; it’s useless for you to talk."

"We don’t care if you’re the Liu Family or the Liu Family. Since you chose to marry such a woman, you better be prepared for everything."

"I used to run a company, only to be swindled by her, leading to bankruptcy and being left with hundreds of thousands in debt. Now I work during the day and deliver food at night, all thanks to her. So why can’t I come to wish her well on her wedding day?"

"If you have guts, kill us here or call the police; do whatever you want. Either the wedding is canceled and we leave right away, or we stay until it ends."

...

Not far away, a group surrounded Lin Zhengtian, consoling him.

The Lin Family twins were also comforting their grandfather.

Yang Chen gave 100 yuan as a gesture.

The person in charge of registration was stunned. Only giving 100 yuan at a wedding at Peninsula Hotel?

"Brother, what’s your name? Which side’s relative?" the registration staff asked.

Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, a friend of the bride."

Registration staff: "Brother, I must say, even if you’re dining at a high-end hotel, you can’t just give 100 yuan in today’s economic climate, even if it were just a street banquet."

Yang Chen: "Come on, I didn’t even want to come, okay? The bride made several calls insisting I come. Giving 100 yuan as a token gesture is already me being very polite, alright? By your logic, if I get married and call you, you’d have to give thousands of yuan as a gift, right?"

The registration staff was speechless, wondering what sort of person this bride was, always doing such unreliable things.

An entire two tables of ex-boyfriends showed up, yet others didn’t want to come but were still forced to.

Indeed, giving a hundred was actually considerate, normally nothing should be given.

Yang Chen found his name on a table in the last row by the wall, coincidentally right next to Zhao Feifei’s name. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Clearly, this was Chen Xinyi’s deliberate arrangement, meant to disgust him.

No worries; Yang Chen was here to watch a show today, not to actually stay for the meal.

Just as Yang Chen sat down, Zhao Feifei walked over, holding a man’s arm.

Yang Chen used his peripheral vision to see them sit down but didn’t turn to look.

Zhao Feifei: "Aren’t you going to say hello?"

Yang Chen said nothing.

At this moment, Zhao Feifei’s companion smilingly asked: "You know each other?"

Zhao Feifei: "He’s my ex-boyfriend."

Companion: "Oh, an ex-boyfriend. Hi, brother, I’m Yang Kang, Feifei’s current boyfriend."

Yang Chen still didn’t respond, keeping his head down, playing with his phone.

Zhao Feifei: "You’re so rude, aren’t you? Someone talks to you, and you can’t even respond?"

Yang Chen remained indifferent.

Yang Kang: "Haha... Forget it, Feifei. Understand his feelings; if I were him, seeing an ex-girlfriend finding new happiness while I remain single would make me awkward too and not want to talk."

Zhao Feifei: "Hmm. You sure are brave, daring to come here. Don’t you know Xinyi’s got a very powerful husband? She’s seeking revenge today; you were harsh towards her before, so you’ll be miserable today."

Yang Chen still ignored them, treating them like air.

Feeling awkward, Zhao Feifei glared at Yang Chen in frustration before falling silent.

Yang Kang tried to boast in front of the ex, smiling: "Brother, what do you do? My family runs a garment factory, doing contract work for brands like Meisi and Cross Step."

Yang Chen still didn’t speak.

"Forget it; don’t talk to him. We’re just waiting to watch the show," Zhao Feifei said.

Zhao Feifei knew Yang Chen was a shareholder of the Peninsula Hotel and donated buildings to a school, obviously strong enough not to dare ask Yang Kang to confront him.

Now she could only pin hopes on Chen Xinyi’s husband to overpower Yang Chen.

After a while, Lin Hongyi brought Chen Xinyi to the hotel.

Hearing of troublemakers, the two hurried inside.

Upon seeing those familiar faces at two tables, Chen Xinyi was immediately terrified, turning pale.

Were it not for her thick makeup, the clear change in her complexion would’ve been evident.

Lin Hongyi: "Everyone, what’s going on?"

"We’re here to wish our ex-girlfriend a happy wedding!"

"Xinyi, you finally arrived. Wow, you look stunning today. I promised to see you in a wedding dress, and today that promise is fulfilled."