Lu Shifeng remained utterly indifferent.
He continued to grip Su Xingyu’s arm and said to her, "Co with ."
Su Xingyu instinctively glanced at the side of the stage where the host stood. The small figure in a silver-white tailcoat, who had been obediently standing there, had already vanished. To her, there might be no difference between falling into Lu Shifeng’s hands or Ouyang Yi’s, but the only difference was that the child might be safer with Lu Shifeng.
She looked up at Lu Shifeng, seeking his assurance.
Lu Shifeng gave her an almost imperceptible nod.
Relief washed over Su Xingyu, and she stepped down from the stage under his guidance.
"Xing..." Ouyang Yi called her, his pair of dazzlingly beautiful peach-blossom eyes deep with complex emotions. By now, he realized Lu Shifeng must have made thorough preparations to abduct her!
The undercovers he had placed around the banquet hall, even among the guests, were nowhere to be seen.
He shouted several tis, "Security! Security!"
Indeed, security guards ca over and pretended to block Lu Shifeng and Su Xingyu, but they were clearly not the faces of the secret squad!
Ouyang Yi’s face turned grim. He knew very well that for such a thing to happen, Lu Shifeng must have cleared out the secret group beforehand. But the secret group? They weren’t real security guards; each was a highly skilled expert. For Lu Shifeng to remove them easily could only an he ca prepared and probably knew the identities of the secret group!
Was it Su Xingyu?
Could it be that she gave all his information to Lu Shifeng?
The more Ouyang Yi thought about it, the more alard he beca. Like Su Xingyu, he instinctively turned to look for Han, but the child was gone.
"Xing, I have never treated you poorly all these years, and yet you treat like this?" In his urgency, Ouyang Yi couldn’t care about much else and had to chase after Su Xingyu, his tone both affectionate and mournful. "Do you believe Lu Shifeng’s sweet-talking? He doesn’t love you; he’s just treating you as an ornant in his own world!"
Ouyang Yi’s words were like a thorn piercing Su Xingyu’s heart.
But she suppressed the sharp pain. Now was not the ti to discuss these matters; the most important thing was where Han would be safer. Clad in a wedding dress as white as snow, she looked at Ouyang Yi sidelong, her tone also sorrowful, "Ouyang, I once thought of spending my whole life with you, but you..."
She shook her head and didn’t continue.
In front of so many guests, why reveal such painful wounds?
Ouyang Yi, however, understood her aning.
"I was wrong, will you co back? Today is our wedding, a day of great joy."
She rely gave him a quiet glance, steeling herself as she turned around and followed Lu Shifeng out of the wedding venue.
Lu Shifeng held her hand, his tall figure leading her by half a step, clearing a path ahead. As they passed, the guests parted like waves, making way for them.
It was as if he were a knight from a fairy tale, rescuing a princess, firm and valiant.
"My god, Mr. Lu is truly determined to crash the wedding..."
Only after they exited and disappeared from sight did the murmurs among the guests resu.
"Could it be that the woman nad Axing really is Su Xingyu, who supposedly died in that fire?" soone asked incredulously.
"How is that possible? How could anyone survive such a big fire?"
"Exactly, weren’t all the bodies found? Could Mr. Lu have lost his mind?"
However, no matter how much they speculated, it couldn’t change the fact that Su Xingyu was taken by Lu Shifeng. Ouyang Yi’s face was extrely somber, eyes glued to the direction they left, exuding an oppressive aura.
It was the first ti he appeared so terrifying in public.
Even the host was frightened by his nacing expression, standing on stage with the microphone not knowing what to do.
"Young master," after so ti, a subordinate of Ouyang Yi approached for instructions, "Should we pursue them?"
Ouyang Yi narrowed his eyes deeply, and when he opened them again, there was a faint smile. He took the microphone from the host and said to the guests present, "Ladies and gentlen, sorry for the spectacle. It seems there are still so matters between Lu Shifeng and myself that need resolving. Feel free to enjoy the rest of the party; please excuse for the mont."
With that, he walked off the stage with great composure.
Regardless of what happened today, many were impressed by his deanor. To be a man of such prestige and status and to be publicly jilted at his own wedding while maintaining such composure was no easy feat.
Many privately sympathized with him, wondering why a woman like Axing would leave such a fine man like Ouyang Yi. Could she really be Lu Shifeng’s original wife, Su Xingyu?
But wouldn’t that be just too far-fetched?
anwhile, Su Xingyu was being led out by Lu Shifeng.
Outside the wedding venue were all kinds of luxury cars, enough to hold an international auto show.
Even among so many cars, Su Xingyu easily recognized Lu Shifeng’s one. Along the way, there were one or two people intermittently surrounding them and the car, appearing casual but extrely professional. Su Xingyu guessed they were probably Lu Shifeng’s people.
In the back seat of the Bentley, a small head poked out, eagerly waving at her, "Mom, Mom!"
It was Han.
The mont she saw Han, Su Xingyu let go of Lu Shifeng’s hand and hurried over to her son, getting into the car and holding him tightly, "Han, are you alright?"
The child nodded obediently, "Han is fine. I was watching Mom’s wedding from below the stage, but then this man with a mask ca and quietly told Han he was going to rescue Han and said Mom specially asked him to. So Han quietly followed him out. Mom, Mom, isn’t Han clever?"
He raised his little face, seeking praise.
Su Xingyu couldn’t help but smile; the child was so clever, always knowing how to adapt to the situation.
But after smiling, she worried. This ti it was Lu Shifeng genuinely saving him, but what if next ti it was soone with ill intentions? Would Han follow soone away without any defense?
A mother’s concern is constantly tangled when it cos to her child’s safety.
She couldn’t help but ask Han, "How could you tell that the man with the mask was telling the truth? What if he was lying to you?"
Han imdiately shook his head, "I recognized the masked man’s voice; it was that sa very fierce uncle from the amusent park and hospital, Mom, the way that uncle looks at you..."
The child tilted his head, thinking about how to describe it but finally gave up.
"Well, anyway, Han thinks he wouldn’t hurt ." Finally, the child concluded with a very serious tone.
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