"If you dare resist again, your stupid head will be blown off." Third Young Master Jun’s icy warning made Ye Lu go pale instantly, daring not to move.

His slender and clear eyes sweep over the little girl who jumped up in surprise and rushed over, and the beautiful little boy who had been vigilantly staring at him, slightly raising his eyebrows.

"Take them too!"

Having said that, he quickly stepped away, the thunderous helicopter flew off, the turbulent wedding finally came to an end, yet the situation was far from over.

Old Sir Shang was being resuscitated at the hospital due to heart disease, Madam Shang anxiously called Shang Jingchen.

Shang Jingchen was taking a shower at Yuan Jiayin’s house. Yuan Jiayin saw ’Mom’ displayed on the screen, the corner of her lips revealing a cold smirk as she answered the call.

A very anxious sobbing from Madam Shang could be heard over the phone, "Jingchen, come back quickly, your grandfather has been rushed to the hospital for resuscitation, at XX Hospital!"

There was no response at all from the other end of the phone, and the call was hung up quickly.

Madam Shang, in her anxiety, made a few more calls, but the phone was already switched off.

Yuan Jiayin coldly pulled out the SIM card and walked out the door, throwing both the phone and SIM card into the trash.

Resuscitation? And swiftly, hopefully, the old man would not make it, dying. That would truly make her happy.

After Shang Jingchen completed his shower and came out, he saw Yuan Jiayin packing.

She walked over with a soft smile, wrapping her arms around his neck:

"Jingchen, shall we elope to a foreign country? I know your family will definitely not accept me easily with all that has been happening around you recently. Let us go and live a few days of bliss first, and no matter what obstacles come our way, I will be by your side."

Shang Jingchen was also in a state of confusion. He was somewhat worried about his family but was troubled about the messy ending.

"Fine, with everything that’s happened, my mom and grandpa are surely furious. Let’s wait a few days until they cool down, then we can apologize to them. Now that you’re carrying a baby, they’ll accept you. As for Ye Lu, I’ll get a divorce from her soon."

Yuan Jiayin nodded happily, continuing to pack.

"Huh, where’s my phone?" Shang Jingchen could not find it anywhere.

Yuan Jiayin said, "Did we lose it on the road while running?"

Shang Jingchen thought it was possible, "Nevermind, my phone must be blowing up right now, let’s just stay quiet for a few days."

The two grabbed their passports, rushed to the airport, and quickly boarded an international flight to a popular foreign tourist destination.

***

In the helicopter.

Ye Lu wasn’t in the mood for anything. The wedding turned out like this, and she didn’t know what to do next?

She had too much to face: Ye Wanli, Old Sir Shang... Her anxiousness was making her clueless.

All she could see was darkness ahead.

But what’s worse now was facing the man in front of her, who was as intimidating as the devil himself.

Recalling the bloody scene he caused in the church, even though she didn’t sympathize with those crazy women, she still felt her heart trembling with soul-deep fear.

This man, who blatantly disregarded laws and morality, creating a bloodbath and doing as he pleased, was too horrifying. He gave people an immense feeling of oppression, leaving them utterly insecure.

What worried her more was that she had been confrontational with him on the phone. He threatened to make her pay a heavy price for it, and she dared not think what kind of fate awaited her.

She looked across at him. He was resting with his eyes closed, leaning on the sofa.

If this man didn’t open his eyes, he would truly resemble an archangel by God’s side,