"Don't you know why I was forced to run away? Do you need me to tell you about my boyfriend being seduced by my sister at the wedding? " Ling Youmei laughed coldly, and exposed him in front of everyone without any mercy.

The guests and reporters below immediately started whispering to each other.

The faces of the parents of the Ling family and the Qi family couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Ling Youmei, what nonsense are you talking about? Who stole your boyfriend? Yueze and I really love each other." When Ling Youjing saw this situation, she roared in anger.

"I didn't say that you guys don't really love each other, why are you so excited? I just came over to congratulate you when I heard that you were getting married. " Ling Youmei raised the corner of her lips slightly and said with a smile. She took out an exquisite box from the bag she carried with her: "Here, I even brought you a wedding present."

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened the box and a diamond ring the size of a pigeon egg appeared in front of everyone.

"What, what do you mean?" Ling Youjing asked in confusion, with an ominous feeling in her heart.

"I just said, this is my wedding gift for you!" Ling Youmei's eyes were evil, she revealed a devilish smile, and suddenly took a few steps towards her.

In a voice that only the three of them could hear, he said slowly, "Although your husband gave me the diamond ring of the dove's egg when he proposed to me, now that he is my brother-in-law, it is time to give it back to you, sister."

She glanced at the ring that Qi Yueze had put on Ling Youjing in front of everyone and a trace of disdain flashed across her eyes. "The ring that your husband proposed to me seems to be bigger than yours?"

His words successfully angered Ling Youjing.

"You!" Ling Youjing's eyes constricted, and a flame of anger ignited in her chest. She could not help but want to curse at Ling Youmei.

"Quiet!" When Zhao Haiqin saw this scene, she anxiously shouted and used her eyes to signal her daughter to calm down.

Tonight was the big day for her daughter to marry the mayor's son, Qi Yueze. How could she be ruined by the sudden appearance of Ling Youmei, this little bitch?

She coquettishly shook Ling Zhenxiong's arm, and looked at him for help.

Originally, when Ling Zhenxiong saw his eldest daughter, who had disappeared for two years, he felt pleasantly surprised. After receiving the signal from his little wife's eyes, the joy on his old face immediately disappeared and was replaced by a cold indifference.

"Youmei, today is your sister's big day. If you have anything to say, wait until you get home. Get off the stage first." Ling Zhenxiong spoke in a low voice.

Ling Youmei did not even look at her father. She knew that the person who was ranked first in his heart was no longer her.

Ever since his mother died, he had married his current wife and always helped his little wife and daughter.

In his heart, she was already dispensable.

"I'll go down after I finish my last sentence." Ling Youmei replied perfunctorily and continued to stand on the stage.

Ling Zhenxiong frowned slightly, and his face seemed to be displeased.

They hadn't seen each other for two years, and now his eldest daughter didn't even listen to him.

Ling Youmei smiled charmingly and lifted her long hair. Her clear and moving eyes looked towards Qi Yueze.

Tonight, he was dressed in a white groom's suit. His deep facial features were calm and gentle, and his figure was tall and straight, as dazzling as a god.

She had practically grown up with him since childhood.

Many years ago, she had dreamed of being his bride.

Now that he was finally married, the bride was not her, but her sister.

A mocking smile flashed across Ling Youmei's face, and a cold glint of hatred flashed across her eyes.

"Yueze, my sister, Jing Jing, has been wandering around with her secret lover's mother since she was a child. Her body is too weak to withstand the torment of men. If she can't satisfy you, come to me!"

Ling Youmei deliberately threw a flirtatious glance at Qi Yueze in front of her sister Ling Youjing, and said bold and provocative words without blushing or beating her heart.

Ling Youjing was successfully angered by her, and could no longer care about her mother Zhao Haiqin's expression. Her lungs were about to explode from anger, and she raised her hand towards Ling Youmei in front of everyone, wanting to slap her.

"Yueze, save me!" Ling Youmei's reaction was extremely fast, she quickly hid behind Qi Yueze and acted like a little bird. Her pretty face had an innocent and scared expression.

Qi Yueze also reached out his hand and blocked Ling Youjing's arm in midair, stopping her from slapping Ling Youmei.

"Quiet, stop messing around!" His expression was calm as he looked straight at Ling Youjing.

"Yueze, why are you helping her? Right now, it's clearly her who's causing trouble. She deliberately ruined our marriage, and even shamelessly seduced you... "Ling Youjing was so angry that she couldn't breathe. Her eyes were fixed on her sister, Ling Youmei, as she said angrily.

"Who the hell shamelessly seduced who?" Ling Youmei interrupted her coldly with a stern tone, "You clearly know that your husband, Qi Yueze, used to be your sister's man, yet you still married him. Are you a slut?"

"Ling Youmei, you!" Ling Youjing's heart tightened, she gritted her teeth in anger and was about to pounce on her.

"Quiet, calm down!" Qi Yueze stopped her in time, not letting her get close to Ling Youmei on impulse, his voice calm and powerful.

"You're my husband now. Who are you helping?" Ling Youjing struggled with all her might and questioned angrily, her image of a beautiful bride on stage completely gone.

Seeing that her daughter was about to argue with her carefully chosen son-in-law on the stage, Zhao Haiqin finally could not hold it in any longer and came up to persuade Ling Youmei.

"Youmei, today is your sister's big day. For the sake of your father and aunt, can we talk about some things when we get home?" Zhao Haiqin's voice was as gentle as water, but her eyes were filled with malice.

She had been unhappy with Ling Youmei for a long time.

At that time, her mother had occupied Mrs. Ling's position and refused to divorce, causing her and her daughter to drift around aimlessly, receiving the disdain and disdain of the people around them.

Now that her mother was dead, her daughter could finally marry into the Ling family as the second young lady of Ling's.

Who would have thought that this glorious and dignified wedding that they had been looking forward to for a long time would be ruined by Ling Youmei's sudden appearance? How could she not hate her?

"Auntie, as you can see, it's your daughter who's causing trouble on her own. I was just kind enough to come up on stage to give them their wedding gifts. Who knew that she didn't want to see me so much? She even hit me in front of everyone when she got married. I'm so sad. If I had known that I was so unpopular with the Ling family, I wouldn't have come back." Ling Youmei lowered her eyes, her face full of disappointment, and sighed.

She spoke as if the Ling family did not like her.

Everyone knew that the Ling family's first wife, Ling Meimei's mother, had passed away a few years ago.

Soon, Master Ling married the second wife, Zhao Haiqin.

Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help but wonder if the sudden departure of the Ling family's eldest daughter, Ling Youmei, two years ago had anything to do with her being ostracized in the Ling family?

The guests below discussed animatedly once again.

The reporters gathered around and asked, "Mrs. Ling, are you biased towards your own daughter? Are you mistreating your husband's and his dead wife's eldest daughter?"

"Did Miss Ling run away from home two years ago because she received unfair treatment in the Ling family?"

"I heard that Young Master Qi used to be Young Miss Ling's boyfriend. Why did he suddenly marry Second Miss Ling and not Young Miss Ling?"

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One after another, sharp questions were thrown out. The reporters surrounded the few people on the stage and kept asking questions. Flashes kept flashing.

Zhao Haiqin's face was ugly, and she was anxious. She had no choice but to brace herself to deal with these difficult reporters.

Ling Youjing was so angry that she couldn't care less about the reporters. If it wasn't for Qi Yueze stopping her, she would have rushed over and torn Ling Youmei apart.

Ling Zhenxiong also came up on stage. He was busy dealing with the reporters while comforting his wife and daughter.

The people from the Ling family were already in a mess.

On the contrary, Ling Youmei was exceptionally calm.

She did not hide or hide. She just stood in the middle of the stage, aimed at the camera of the reporter, arrogantly raised her chin, pulled the corner of her mouth, and laughed unrestrainedly and happily.

She came here today to cause trouble, so she deliberately angered Ling Youjing just now.

Naturally, she hoped that the wedding between Ling Youjing and Qi Yueze would be as chaotic as possible.

It wasn't like she was getting married, so why should she bless him?

If Ling Youjing could snatch away her fiancé, then she could make a mess of her wedding!

Who told her to be unhappy? She would make them even more unhappy!

The banquet hall was already in an uproar, and there were many different opinions.

Below the stage, a tall man in a black suit was holding a wine glass and staring at Ling Youmei from dozens of meters away from the stage.

Her smile was still so seductive, and her personality was still so wild. She actually dared to cause trouble at her sister's wedding.

Interesting!

The man narrowed his eyes and faintly curled his thin lips. His handsome face was filled with a heat that no one could understand as he stared straight at Ling Youmei on the stage.

Ling Youmei seemed to have felt this unusually hot gaze as well. She turned her head in confusion.

She was very familiar with this gaze...

Joe!

It was very similar to the way Joe looked at her.

Could it be that Joe had come to her sister's engagement party?

But, how was that possible?

Because of the distance of dozens of meters and the dim lighting in the banquet hall, Ling Youmei could not see that person's appearance clearly.

But when she looked over again, that person had already left.

"Yueze, actually, I haven't forgotten about you in these two years..." Ling Youmei came in front of Qi Yueze and blinked at him, deliberately saying ambiguous words.

Qi Yueze was startled, there was a layer of complexity in his eyes as he looked at her.

Ling Youjing was even more furious. Her eyes were red from anger.

Ling Youmei ignored their reactions, flicked her hair, turned around and left the stage elegantly.