Chapter 124

Golden October, Sijiucheng.

On the sixth day of October, Xia Meng welcomed that unique wedding without a groom.

Lu Wentao and his wife invited many people from their circle to attend this wedding, which also served to dispel bad luck, as there were three unconscious people in the family.

The Lu family has recently been unlucky; Lu Wentao never imagined that their family would become this unlucky so shortly after Xie Wantang left the Lu family.

This led him to self-reflect, wondering whether it was the Lu family's fault that Yanshen and Xie Wantang divorced.

He also consulted Lu Yanze, proposing to transfer the ten billion under Lu Yanshen's name, as Yanshen had previously said, all to Xie Wantang.

Lu Yanze felt this was inappropriate.

He wasn't opposed to transferring the money to Xie Wantang, but since Lu Yanshen hadn't had time to handle the procedures himself, the money wasn't Xie Wantang's.

Besides, Yanshen still has to marry Xia Meng; they will have to live their lives together.

Xie Wantang came to attend the wedding accompanied by Shen Ye.

Since there was no groom, only Xia Meng greeted the guests throughout.

Xia Meng had no natal family, so her bridesmaid was Lu Rourou.

After not seeing each other for months, in Lu Rourou's eyes, Xie Wantang was a discarded wife; she must have had a rough time these months.

However, when she saw Xie Wantang's voluptuous figure, her face full of collagen, a ruddy complexion, her skin was superb.

At that moment, the four words 'fragile as something that can be blown apart' actually became tangible.

She had thought Xie Wantang wouldn't come to today's wedding, but at this moment she was directly slapped in the face by the two of them.

After realizing she and Shen Ye had no chance, Lu Rourou gave up that obsession.

She thought clearly: she was Lu Rourou, the Lu family's sole golden miss; liking Shen Ye should be his good fortune.

She had inquired: Shen Ye was an orphan raised in an orphanage.

For a man with no lineage or background, her liking him is his luck cultivated over a thousand years; isn't he willing?

If he's not willing, then forget it.

Do they really think Lu Rourou is a sycophant like Xie Wantang?

If one day Shen Ye ends up comatose like her second brother, she wouldn't follow Xia Meng's example and hold a wedding with a vegetative person.

In such a situation, smart women would run away quickly.

Only foolish women would sacrifice themselves.

"Yo, second sister-in-law, you…"

"You got it wrong, Miss Lu; your second sister-in-law has her arm linked with yours—don't let others laugh." Before Lu Rourou could finish speaking, Xie Wantang promptly corrected her.

"Huh—"

Lu Rourou chuckled lightly, feeling not the slightest bit embarrassed.

Xie Wantang and Shen Ye presented their gift money and blessings to Xia Meng, 'Miss Xia, may you be happy.'

"Thank you, Miss Xie."

"Huh, you two are really strange; I've lived this long and still never seen such a good relationship between an ex and a current partner." Seeing Xia Meng being so polite to Xie Wantang, Lu Rourou was dissatisfied and directly shook off Xia Meng's arm.

Xia Meng said nothing; after all, today was her wedding to Lu Yanshen.

Although Lu Yanshen is not present, the marriage certificate will bear his personal seal, which also counts legally.

From today onward, she is Lu Yanshen's legitimate wife.

Even if Lu Yanshen is no longer in this world, on the Yellow Springs road, seeking him out would still be legitimate.

For her, that is enough.

Since Lu Wentao needed her to hold this wedding to dispel bad luck for the three unconscious Lu family members, he naturally arranged it grandly; afterward, everyone in Sijiucheng knew she, Xia Meng, was the Lu family's Second Young Mistress.

"This shows Miss Lu really lacks experience." Xie Wantang mocked lightly.

After signing her name, she linked arms with Shen Ye and entered the banquet hall.

Shen Ye, upon returning this time, took on another secret mission.

For ordinary missions, Shen Ye doesn't necessarily tell Xie Wantang everything; for secret missions, he naturally says nothing at all.

Xie Wantang naturally wouldn't ask.

Having entered the guests' resting area, the server brought two cups of tea, candy, and various pastries and snacks.

"The groomsmen today include Lu Chen." After the server left, Shen Ye whispered to her, delivering this shocking news to Xie Wantang.

"???"

Xie Wantang's inner shock surged like turbulent waves, yet outwardly she remained calm, as relaxed and carefree as basking in spring breeze.

"Huh? He's here—aren't you afraid people will mistake him for Lu Yanshen?"

"Of course not; he's wearing a cosmetic mask modeled after one of the grooms' faces, made overnight."

"…Senior Martial Brother, your high tech has come to this point."

"That's the expertise of professional technicians; we frontline workers will use whatever we can, so don't worry about it—following Professor Wu's order, I'm giving you your first evaluation."

"What's the evaluation?" Xie Wantang raised an eyebrow.

"In a moment, I'll have you identify Lu Chen from the grooms on stage by audio line; Professor Wu asked me to record the whole evaluation process, and if you guess correctly, you can graduate early."

"Why don't you tell them, actually you are…"

Before Shen Ye could finish his sentence, he received a warning glance from Xie Wantang.

Shen Ye fell silent.

Indeed, he has many things he can't disclose; Xie Wantang has never been curious and fully respects him.

Xie Wantang doesn't want to tell others she's the Queen; he must also respect her completely.

Shen Ye made a gesture to seal his lips, indicating he wouldn't say anything more.

"Before I achieve any results, I don't want to embarrass my master." Xie Wantang finally explained.

Hmm.

Less than half an hour after the two entered, the wedding officially began.

Xie Wantang was curious—why, with no groom today, did they still need to ask for a groomsmen team?

When the wedding march started, Xia Meng, clad in a pure white wedding dress, pushed the groom—seated in a wheelchair, dressed in a black suit, wearing a mask, and with his eyes closed the whole time—forward in step with the music.

When Xie Wantang saw Lu Yanshen's stand-in, she could tell at a glance that the person differed greatly from Lu Yanshen.

Upon learning that one of the groomsmen was Lu Chen, Xie Wantang stared fixedly at the groomsmen, her eyes locked on them.

The wedding proceeded according to the usual schedule, and soon it was the groomsmen's turn, with each person offering their blessings.

When Xie Wantang recognized Lu Chen's voice, she glanced at his face—which was completely unlike his own—and from afar, under the lights, he truly seemed to have become another person.

If she couldn't distinguish voices, she would truly not have known that this person was Lu Chen.

What on earth has happened to this world?

Why would anyone study something so heart‑pounding?