676 Dead Mother-In-Law (1/2)

The wedding scene made one's mind blown. It was claimed by the media that people would remember this wedding for years to come. It was the union between Xin Clan and Zhao Clan. It was meant to be a grand affair. And it deserved all the attention it got as well.

However, no one expected the turn of events that would actually make this wedding one of the most historic ones.

23-year-old bride and groom said their wedding vows and exchanged the rings. As the officiant declared them husband and wife, a loud bang was heard as the doors of the grand banquet hall opened to reveal the striking face of Ms. Wen Ai.

Let's not forget, even though she was known as the close friend of the youngest son of Xin's, she was still not invited to the wedding. After all, who would care about the youngest son's wishes or who he wanted to invite? But then again, who was capable of stopping the tyrant princess, Wen Ai?

With her bright red skirt swaying lightly, Wen Ai walked up to the stage towards the bride and groom but before she could ascend the steps, Mother Xin stood up and held her arm to hold her back.

”Wen Ai, what are you doing here?”

Wen Ai's eyes shifted as she replied, ”I don't feel obliged to answer that, Mrs. Xin.”

Mother Xin gnashed her teeth, ”I don't remember inviting you here.”

Wen Ai tilted her head and laughed at Mother Xin as she said, ”And who dares to stop me? Even if you forget my status, let's not forget what kind of a person I am. Do you really want me to tear down your facade of being Madam Xin before all these esteemed guests?” Mother Xin had a horrified expression as she continued, ”Then let's be civil. Don't create a scene unnecessarily. It's my big day.”

Mother Xin had no other option but to step away in her fury. It had to be said that the reason she hated Wen Ai was that whenever this woman came before her, Mother Xin would always feel inferior before her. After all, Mother Xin originally came from a simple family and wouldn't have been at the position she was today without Father Xin.

Thus whenever she faced Wen Ai, she was reminded of the difference between them. Although Wen Ai had a very casual bearing, she still seemed to carry a royal aura around her. Perhaps, it was really as people said, somethings we do inherit in blood.

Moving up to the bride and groom, Wen Ai enthusiastically congratulated, ”I wish you both a very happy married life. May your garden bloom with the prettiest flowers.[1]”

Zhao Huan's mood was a little strange as she asked, ”Wen Ai, what are you trying to do?”

Wen Ai gave her a sly smile as she answered honestly, ”Sorry, Sister Huan, but it seems like I'm trying to steal your stage.”

”What?” Zhao Huan was perplexed.

”But the wedding ceremony is done,” replied the officiant.

”Not quite yet,” said Wen Ai. ”You still have another wedding to officiate.”