Could this be a mistress coming to make a scene?

Ye Lu looked at the woman in disbelief, barely recognizing her. She blurted out, "Miss Yuan?"

A buzzing filled her head as she realized that Yuan Jiayin was Shang Jingchen’s first love. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

She had suspicions when she first heard the name, but because the person Shang Jingchen described didn’t match Yuan Jiayin, she assumed it was simply a namesake!

But looking at Yuan Jiayin’s expression, she clearly knew that Ye Lu was Shang Jingchen’s bride and showed no surprise at all.

But on any other occasion, she never showed any signs of hatred or spite, instead she was graceful and gentle.

Ye Lu felt a shiver run through her heart, suddenly realizing she had fallen into a trap.

Yuan Jiayin, her eyes full of tears, walked up to Ye Lu.

The guests wondered how this drama of mistress versus wife would unfold. Would the pitiful mistress fall to her knees and beg the wife to let her and the man have their true love?

Clearly, they were all wrong.

A loud slap echoed throughout the silence, leaving a bright red handprint on the bride’s fair face. The guests were in shock, the bride probably never expected that the mistress would dare to slap her in public! Ye Lu covered her face, her eyes filled with disbelief and rage.

"This slap is on behalf of Jingchen, for you, who forced him to marry you through despicable means."

Unexpectedly, Yuan Jiayin swung her hand back, landing another slap on the bride’s face. Ye Lu’s beautiful face began to swell, her headpiece askew, hair loose and looking absolutely disheveled.

"And this slap is from me, for you, who shamelessly intruded and broke up another couple." Yuan Jiayin stood tall, her eyes filled with tears.

The guests were stunned, the two slaps were too quick, too sudden, everyone hadn’t reacted yet, as mistresses are usually seen as pitiful and weak.

But according to what Yuan Jiayin was saying, she was not the mistress, it was in fact the bride who had shamelessly destroyed her relationship with Shang Jingchen. Could this be the truth, that the bride was the one who had taken the place of the mistress?

"..." Under the scrutiny of everyone present, Ye Lu was slapped twice, her face ache burning, her blood seemed to freeze and she felt an extreme sense of humiliation piercing through her.

Firstly being kicked out during her first wedding by Mrs. Gu, secondly being humiliated and slapped in front of so many people, she felt extreme humiliation.

What did she do wrong?

Why did both of her weddings end in public humiliation?

Her heart filled with grief, all of her grievances, pain, and unwillingness finally exploded.

She wanted to retaliate, to reclaim her dignity. She angrily reached out to give this hypocritical woman, Yuan Jiayin, a slap in return.

However, her wrist was suddenly firmly seized by someone. Ye Wanli rushed towards her, pretending to support her body, but in reality, restraining her hand.

His voice, filled with anger, warned her in a low tone: "Don’t make a scene! If you retaliate, this wedding will be over. It’s time for you to play the victim and earn some sympathy. Pretend if you must, otherwise, don’t even think about keeping your child!"

Ye Lu looked at him in disbelief.

Tears filled her eyes and trickled down her face.

Ha, this was her father. Instead of protecting her when she was being publicly humiliated, he made these kinds of comments and threatened her. Her heart ached with the pain of betrayal.

Ye Lu let her hands fall in surrender, feeling a profound sense of depression and anger that filled her chest, along with a sense of despair and helplessness.

"That’s right, cry like this. Don’t resist. Everyone will naturally sympathize with you." Ye Wanli looked at her tear-streaked face with satisfaction.