The six-star Shangri-La Hotel, located in the center of A City, was almost luxurious in every aspect.

Tonight, the wedding banquet between the mayor's son, Qi Yueze, and the second young lady of the Ling's Group, Ling Youjing, would be held here.

The banquet hall was already filled with guests. All the famous people in the political and business circles had arrived, and they had even invited several models and artists.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the wedding banquet began on time.

The lights in the banquet hall dimmed, and the noisy hall was suddenly silent. The guests had stopped talking and were staring up at the stage, their glasses of wine in their hands.

A golden couple appeared in front of everyone, and the spotlight was on them.

After the host introduced them, he handed the microphone to the groom, Qi Yueze.

"Thank you for all the guests present today. Tonight is my quiet wedding banquet..."

There was a round of applause from the audience as they congratulated the two newlyweds on the stage.

Qi Yueze took out a small brocade box that he had already prepared from his pocket. A dazzling diamond ring appeared in front of everyone just like that.

He knelt down on one knee and gently picked up the delicate hand of the bride beside him, Ling Youjing, and put the noble and dazzling ring between her fingers.

The sounds of blessings rose and fell, and the two of them kissed sweetly under the instructions of the host.

Ling Youjing's cheeks were flushed red as she shyly snuggled into Qi Yueze's arms.

At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the entrance of the banquet, attracting everyone's attention.

They all turned around at the same time. When they saw who it was, they all opened their eyes wide and took a deep breath.

They couldn't help but move aside to make a path in the middle.

"It's Ling Youmei!"

"The young miss of the Ling family is here!"

It was unknown who shouted from the crowd, but the entire banquet hall immediately boiled over.

The reporters rushed forward and surrounded Ling Youmei.

The cameras and cameras in her hands were aimed at her quickly and accurately.

Ling Youmei was wearing a black tuxedo tonight, the hem of her skirt slit almost to the top of her thighs, revealing her long, slender, beautiful long legs and the beautiful curves of a woman.

She raised her head and walked confidently. No one could resist her natural light, and her entire person was filled with elegance and sexiness.

Ling Youjing, who was on the stage, suddenly turned pale. In her panic, she actually forgot to call the security guards to chase Ling Youmei away.

As for the groom beside her, Qi Yueze's eyes were even more complicated, a hint of pain flashed across his eyes.

His gaze was straight at Ling Youmei. He looked at her from a distance several people away, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"You guys are getting married tonight, why didn't you invite me?"

Ling Youmei went straight up to the stage and stood in front of them. The corner of her mouth curled up as she asked in a lazy and magnetic voice.

"Youmei!" Qi Yueze's expression was both excited and patient as he called out her name.

If there weren't so many people present, he would have just pounced over and hugged her.

Ling Youjing glanced at Qi Yueze's reaction and was secretly annoyed in her heart. She looked at Ling Youmei with more hostility and jealousy in her eyes.

"Sister, didn't you run away from home a long time ago? Who knows which wild man you ran away with? Even if we wanted to send you an invitation, we don't know where to send it." Ling Youjing met her gaze and satirized.