Fatty patted his shoulder, whispering, "Behave yourself. If you ruin the Boss's plan, even if the Boss doesn't kill you, Master Fatty will!"
Lu Hong said in a low voice, "There's no need for you to kill him. Once his identity is revealed, the first person who would want him dead will certainly be Lin Han."
At those words, Lin Chang felt a shiver down his spine, instantly dismissing the idea he'd been toying with.
「On the square.」
Lin Yiyi followed Lin Han and others, walking along the red carpet toward Yan King.
She wore a long gold gown that skimmed the ground, adorned with a phoenix crown-like headpiece. Her look was less innocent than before, replaced by an air of nobility.
However, her beautiful face revealed no joy. Even her once-lively eyes now looked somewhat dull and lifeless.
Today, she was to marry. But the man she was marrying wasn't him.
