Chen Yibo patted Zhao Wanqing's hand and took advantage of the situation to break free. He clearly felt the deep affection in watching Yang Ruoyan's transformation.

"She's a friend of mine."

Friend? What a friendly title. It replaced her name. It was a title that erased the feelings between them and denied her original identity.

She bit her lower lip, with mixed feelings in her heart, and finally took a deep breath and said:

"Hello, my name is Yang Ruoyan, and I am your groom-to-be's ex! Your groom-to-be was still lying next to me in the early morning! I am here to settle accounts with your husband-to-be, and to claim compensation from him for the love I lost!"

She knew how provocative and outrageous it was to say such words at this time and place, but she couldn't tolerate it anymore when she saw their love for each other and their joyful expressions.

She is also a normal woman with consciousness, senses, and a heartbeat. She can also be jealous, jealous, heartbroken, unwilling, and collapsed.

This man who was supposed to stand by her side and marry her betrayed his promise and abandoned his oath, leaving her scarred and heartbroken.

But he smiled brightly, his face was full of happiness, and he accepted blessings from everyone, even the general public. Such a strong contrast made her feel uncomfortable.

How could he stand here and enjoy the happiness and joy at this moment, but after playing with her like garbage, he threw her in an uninhabited corner and forgotten her at the end of the world.

What's even more ironic is that he once promised her that the wedding would be held on her birthday. Whether by coincidence or on purpose, today is her birthday.

But in the early morning of their wedding, he blatantly invited her to the same hotel and had a birthday that she would never forget.

And after he finished making love, he told her that today was his wedding day and he was going to marry another woman.

It was her weak personality that fostered his daring personality. Today she came here to claim everything she had lost, and she would never let him have an easy time.

Zhao Wanqing saw that Yang Ruoyan was acting unkindly and glared at Chen Yibo next to her with contempt. It must be the romantic debts he incurred from outside, so this bold woman dared to come to her wedding.

Facing the eager eyes of many media reporters, she could only smile awkwardly. Her face had turned quite pale. Even if she applied thick rouge and gouache, she still could not hide her sudden change in expression.

"Yi Bo, this friend of yours is quite good at joking!"

Zhao Wanqing looked around at the interested and heated gazes and hurriedly covered it up.

joke?

Did her expression look like she was joking? Yang Ruoyan looked at this 'talking woman' coldly.

Facing the two women who were about to explode, Chen Yibo took a deep breath and glanced at the assistant beside him.

The assistant nodded knowingly and hurried down to chase away the journalist who was approaching.

The atmosphere became tense, and Chen Yibo could only whisper a few words in Zhao Wanqing's ear.

Seeing Zhao Wanqing's originally pale face getting darker and darker, Yang Ruoyan didn't know what he said.

"You have to figure it out yourself!"

Zhao Wanqing complained in an irritable tone, glared at Yang Ruoyan fiercely, and left angrily.

Chen Yibo sighed and watched for a while, then grabbed Yang Ruoyan's arm and pulled her to the corner of the stage.

He frowned, he really didn't expect that she would say such words, and said angrily in a low voice:

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing now?"
Chapter completed!