The Husband-Killer
This time, when Su Boyong's only daughter, Su Tan'er, got married, the Su family invited Wang Yue as a guest too. It showed they didn't consider him an outsider.
Guard Geng saw Wang Yue still standing there in a daze. In his haste, he forgot his manners and hurriedly urged him, "Daoist Wang, hurry!"
Guard Geng was strong. As he spoke, he tugged at Wang Yue, and before long, he was practically dragging him over.
If Wang Yue hadn't been so tall, Guard Geng might have picked him up like a little chick and carried him over.
Wang Yue hadn't wanted to go forward. After all, he still hadn't sorted out how the plot fit together. But things had come to this, so all he could do was go over and take a look.
While Guard Geng was dragging Wang Yue along, the onlookers saw Ning Yi lying motionless on the ground and began to gossip.
"Could the Su family's live-in son-in-law be dead?!"
"Look at the eldest branch's young lady. She could've lived the life of a pampered heiress, but instead she insisted on going out in public to do business. Now look at the trouble she's gotten into."
Someone immediately agreed. "Exactly, exactly. If Ning Yi dies, she'll earn herself a husband-killer reputation. What a shame. Why did she have to do this?"
"..."
Many of those attending the ceremony were influential figures in Jiangning. They weren't afraid of offending the Su family, especially since this was only the eldest branch, so they spoke without restraint.
The Su family members' faces darkened at those words. Not only Su Tan'er's mother, but even the second branch, which had always been at odds with the eldest, couldn't help frowning.
A reputation like that wouldn't affect only one person.