Smack!
A sharp crack rang out amid the chaos, drowning out all the noise.
The slap stunned Chen Xiaoying.
Her wildly struggling body abruptly froze, and a trace of life returned to her bloodshot eyes. She looked at Wei Zijin, whose eyes shimmered with tears, then at Zhao Shengkai, who lay in a sorry heap after Zhou Qiang kicked him to the floor. The string stretched to its limit in her mind snapped.
Her eyes rolled back, and she toppled straight backward.
"Xiaoying!"
Chen's Mother had just rushed onto the stage and saw her daughter being slapped unconscious. Her eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as she screamed and lunged at Wei Zijin. "What right do you have to hit her? You little bitch! I'll fight you!"
Wang Xiaoliang's gaze turned cold. Before the crazed woman could reach him, he shoved the limp Chen Xiaoying from his arms toward her.
Her daughter's body knocked Chen's Mother off balance. She scrambled to catch her, nearly falling to the floor with her.
"That slap saved her-and your whole family."
Leaving those icy words behind, Wang Xiaoliang took Wei Zijin's hand and turned to leave, unwilling to waste another word.
"Ungrateful fools." Zhou Qiang followed behind with a cold snort.
Onstage, Chen's Mother held her unconscious daughter and wailed. Chen's Father pointed at Zhao Shengkai's father's nose, one on the stage and the other below it, and cursed him out, spittle flying.
The two fathers-in-law, once as close as could be, had now become mortal enemies.
A grand wedding had completely degenerated into a public farce.
The guests hurried away from the scene as though fleeing a plague. No one felt any sympathy, much less stepped forward to offer comfort. Every face bore the excitement and satisfaction of having watched a spectacular