Chapter 308: Chapter 308: You Slap, She Slaps

Midnight at the bar club.

“vocal…amazing! 18 of them! Ming Yuan is more outgoing than you.”

After sending Xuexin back, Su Ting called a few old friends to gather at the bar, one of whom arrived late, and was shocked as soon as he sat down and turned on his phone.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, Su Ting straightened his body.

The friend quickly said as his phone was snatched away, “Just to be clear, this is my wife’s phone. Don’t smash it; I just got it fixed and need to return it to her later.”

The friend was an old buddy of Su Ting, but his wife was a childhood friend of Ming Yuan.

The video in the social circle was taken by the little Lu Nuonuo.

18 handsome men sequentially offered Ming Yuan peeled grapes, and she sat on the sofa like a queen, the whole scene was filled with enchanting colors.

The video also included Lu Nuonuo’s supportive voice, accompanied by her hearty laughter.

Su Ting’s face turned gloomy, wanting to smash the phone right there.

Luckily, his quick-reacting friend snatched back his wife’s phone.

“Su Ting, are you fucking sick? You didn’t cherish her when she was around, why throw a fit here? When embracing Xuexin, you didn’t think of this scene, even planning a wedding for her, seems your brain is really mushed!”

The man then stood up and left.

After everyone had left, Su Ting took out his phone and dialed Ji Muye, but couldn’t get a response.

Angry, he smashed his phone against the wall, instantly shattering it into pieces.

Bouncing joyfully from the “Hidden Eatery” restaurant, Lu Nuonuo held a brother’s hand with one hand, casting long shadows under the moonlight, radiating happiness all over.

The Ming family’s car was already waiting at the door, Lu Xining took Ming Yuan to the car and then sat in the car that followed.

Fu Junhang drove, and the three children sat in the back seat in a row.

Upon returning home, after putting her son and daughter to bed, Lu Xining finally had time to check her phone.

She had someone check why Su Ting wanted to have a wedding with Qin Xuexin, and the answer made her laugh; it turned out to be because of a wedding promise he made in his youth.

A legally binding marriage certificate can’t be exchanged for a wedding ceremony.

Seems like the promises made in youth are more powerful, huh?

Really seriously sick.

The next day, Saturday, was also the day Su Ting promised to hold a wedding ceremony for Qin Xuexin.

Ming Yuan booked a suite early in the hotel opposite the lawn hotel where the wedding was held, and went there with her best girlfriends to watch the spectacle.

She bought many new toys for the three children.

Lu Xining played with her son and daughter on the carpet for a while, waited until Ming Yuan finished handling her matters, and cautioned the three children not to run around before she stood up and walked over to pat her shoulder.

“Don’t worry, I’m here for you.”

“Actually, I’m not panicking, Ningning, I think I can understand that feeling you mentioned… of a sigh of relief.”

She felt a sense of relaxation as if her youthful obsessions were settling down.

In the past, every time she saw Su Ting, her heart would be shrouded with an unconscious joy that, over time, turned into shackles binding her heart.

The day they registered their marriage, she unlocked that shackle with a prickly key.

She loosened it a bit when she proposed divorce, a bit more the first time they submitted materials at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and when she went alone the second time to submit the application, the shackles on her heart completely vanished.

Ming Yuan found that now, seeing his and Qin Xuexin’s wedding, she was sure that she could remain indifferent.

She curved her lips, “Ningning, I… am free.”

Hearing her friend’s thoughts after letting go, Lu Xining was genuinely happy for her, opening her arms to embrace her, “Then congratulations to our star, Ming Yuan.”

Two people stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the drama unfold.

The hotel suite’s windows were made of special glass that allowed them to see outside clearly, but prevented people outside from seeing in.

Su Ting still cared about maintaining appearances.

At his wedding with Qin Xuexin, there were no Su family members present, only friends who were close to him, but they were also unaware that he and Ming Yuan had registered their marriage.

Qin Xuexin was like a fixation he never got in his youth, now constantly on his mind.

However, at this moment, looking at himself in the mirror dressed in a white suit, Su Ting involuntarily thought of the day he and Ming Yuan registered their marriage; she wore a very simple white dress, with big wavy black hair, minimal makeup, and no trace of joy on her face regarding the registration.

He was somewhat unable to see through his own heart.

Qin Xuexin was the woman he had adored since his younger years.

Today, he was getting married to her, which should have been a very happy occasion, yet he always felt as if his heart was soaked in vinegar, very sour and astringent.

He looked at his motionless phone. Even if Ming Yuan had changed her number, his number had long been in her mind; she could call him anytime if she wished.

For this, Su Ting had even turned off the ‘block calls from strangers’ setting.

Regarding the wedding, he didn’t believe that people who were still in contact with Ming Yuan wouldn’t tell her about it, but a day and a night had passed, and there was still no message about her on his phone.

From outside came the gentle voice of Qin Xuexin, “Ating, are you ready? It’s time.”

Compared to her grand wedding dress, Su Ting’s outfit was much simpler.

The hotel suite was still a good distance from the lawn; he could see the scene over there but not the clear emotions of the people opposite.

Lu Xining had someone prepare customized spectacles.

Once worn, they functioned like a telescope. By adjusting the distance, the scene on the opposite side was magnified, allowing all the facial expressions to be clearly seen.

She and Ming Yuan sat on the couch, watching Qin Xuexin hooking arms with Su Ting as they came out on the red carpet, surrounded by friends cheering and waving; both of them smirked simultaneously.

“The show has started.” Ming Yuan raised her glass and clinked it with Lu Xining.

At the hotel entrance, separated from the lawn by only a wall.

Mr. Su and Mrs. Su had already gotten out of the car, accompanied by Su Ting’s younger uncle — Su Jingze.

The man acting as the MC, also a college classmate of Su Ting and Qin Xuexin, had just started to say a few words of congratulations when he saw a large group of people coming out.

“Uncle Su?” His voice came through the microphone in astonishment.

Su Ting frowned; he had taken his parents on a trip to get them out of the way; how could they possibly be here?

But when he turned around and actually saw Mr. and Mrs. Su arriving, an inexplicable panic welled up in his heart.

Mr. Su stepped forward without hesitation and slapped him across the face, angrily rebuked, “Rebellious son! How dare you do such a disgraceful thing?”

“You and Ming Yuan just registered your marriage not long ago without even holding a wedding ceremony, and now you’re doing such a shameful thing here!”

At the same time.

Mrs. Su also slapped Qin Xuexin across the face, her eyes blazing with anger, “You really are a scheming woman. You took 50 million from our Su family years ago and left, and now you come back to torment my son. Ran out of money and want to beg for more, isn’t that so?”

“And you even dare to send us an invitation to your wedding, where did you get the gall! You think this will get you into the Su family? Let me tell you right here: Impossible!”

“Even if I die, you won’t be entering the Su family’s door!”

The ceremony hadn’t even officially started yet, and both the bride and groom had been slapped. Had this happened in ancient times, it certainly would be considered a bad omen.

But all that paled in comparison to Mr. Su’s words: You and Ming Yuan just registered your marriage not long ago!

This wasn’t the end of it, as the display screen that was originally showing Su Ting and Qin Xuexin’s college photos started playing a video of Su Ting entering Qin Xue Yuan’s apartment that day.

Lu Xining’s lips curled upward; this Qin Xue Yuan was indeed not an honest person.

Skilled at stabbing her sister in the back.