Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 89 This marriage cannot go through.

"The mental illness I'm referring to includes the following: excessive excitement, happiness or sadness, excessive worry, excessive internal conflict, or... something that makes her feel ashamed or guilty keeps recurring in her dreams, which can cause her to be restless and anxious!"

Jiang Rourou chuckled, "Why don't you just say my mom is guilty?"

Fang Lanxin replied calmly, "You can explain it that way too!"

Jiang Rourou belatedly realized what was happening and quickly covered her mouth. Then she went to Jiang Xue to complain, "Mom, listen to this! Fang Lanxin is insulting you in every word she says. What a load of rubbish! I think she's just trying to smear you on purpose!"

“My daughter is right. Is this how you doctors insult your patients? This is outrageous! You’d better apologize to me right now, or I’ll file a complaint against you!” Jiang Xue issued her ultimatum.

Back when Fang Lanxin was still in the Nan family, if she hadn't made a fuss or threatened suicide, she and her mother wouldn't have been brought into the Nan family so many years later.

She enjoyed herself in the Nan family for so many years; it's time for Jiang Xue and her daughter to enjoy it too.

So what if she's been kicked out of the Nan family? In Jiang Xue's heart, she's a thorn, a thorn stuck in her throat, and touching it would be a fatal threat.

Fang Lanxin looked at the mother and daughter as if they were idiots for a moment, then said, "Do whatever you want!"

After saying that, she got up and left.

Jiang Xue gave Jiang Rourou a wink, and the latter quickly blocked Fang Lanxin at the door, saying, "You haven't explained things clearly, you haven't apologized, and you're just going to leave? It's not that easy!"

"What do you want?" Fang Lanxin's face darkened.

Jiang Rourou stood with her hands on her hips, exuding arrogance, and said, "You have to publicly apologize to my mother until she forgives you!"

Fang Lanxin turned around, her voice filled with helpless grief and indignation, "Jiang Xue, you can't bully people like this! You took everything from me and Xiao Wu, what more do you want? Do you really think that if you drive us away, you and your daughter can take our place?"

Fang Lanxin suddenly threw her head back and laughed loudly, "You've only known Nan Dongxue for a few years, do you really think you know him well? When retribution comes, my today might be your tomorrow!"

"Shut up! You're about to die, and you're still being stubborn? Looks like I've been too soft-hearted!" Jiang Xue turned to the other medical staff watching, "Go, get your hospital leaders here. I'm going to file a complaint, I'm going to file a complaint..."

Although Fang Lanxin was not dismissed, she was disciplined by the hospital and was temporarily suspended from her duties to reflect on her actions at home.

Jiang Xue and her daughter Jiang Rourou were overjoyed, finally able to hold their heads high.

Meanwhile, photos of the eldest son of the Xiao family and his fiancée holding hands as they entered and exited a wedding dress store have been circulating widely online.

In the photos, Xiao Shao is seen wiping sweat from his fiancée's brow and the two are seen embracing, displaying their sweetness. Who wouldn't be envious?
With Chen Wanru paying people to stir up trouble online, the rumors about Xiao Dashao having affairs and causing girls to get pregnant were thus debunked.

No one knows whether Old Master Xiao believed it or not, or whether Xiao Jiayang had been removed from his position as general manager of the Xiao Group, or whether Old Master Xiao had not pursued the matter further because his wedding was imminent.

Since I last saw Xiao Shen at the wedding dress store, he hasn't shown up again for the three days leading up to the wedding. I heard he went to the overseas branch office to handle some work.

He's always like that, coming and going in a hurry, appearing whenever he wants and leaving whenever he wants, very casual and self-centered, completely disregarding the feelings of others.

That's right, he is Xiao Shen, he doesn't care about anyone's feelings, and no one can change his habits.

It's better if he's not here. It's even better if he doesn't come back on her wedding day, otherwise she'll feel pressured.

Despite her anticipation, Nanwu felt quite uneasy.

These past two days, whenever Jiang Rourou sees Nan Wu, she looks at her with disdain and a disdain for him. The person she hates most is about to marry the man she loves most, and she doesn't even have the right to stop it. What a joke.

Knowing this, Nan Wu deliberately lingered in front of her, and even talked to Xiao Jiayang on the phone about the wedding in front of her.

Jiang Rourou slammed the door and went into her room, where she covered herself with the blanket and cried her heart out.

The wedding is tomorrow, and Nanwu couldn't sleep, so she put on a cardigan over her loungewear and went downstairs for some fresh air.

Open WeChat on your phone, and Xiao Shen's profile picture is already pinned to the top of the screen.

A slight sense of disappointment welled up in Nan Wu's heart. Perhaps, his previous statement forbidding her from marrying Xiao Jiayang was just a casual remark, a joke?

With his status, what kind of woman couldn't he have? His recent attention to her was nothing more than infatuation with her body; you get tired of the same dish after a while.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and Nanwu excitedly tapped it open.

It turned out to be a push notification.

The light in her eyes dimmed, and she gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Nanwu, oh Nanwu, you're so foolish.

Good, I'll have a smooth wedding with Xiao Jiayang, and then take my dearest family and fly far away!

Just then, a dark figure suddenly entered her line of sight, and Nan Wu jumped up abruptly, "Who?"

The man stopped about three meters away from her. He was very tall, wearing a black hoodie with the hood covering his head. In the backlight, she couldn't see his face at all, but she knew that he was very tall and had a strong, muscular build, as if he had been professionally trained.

"Xiao Jiayang is no good, and the Xiao family is not suitable for you. This marriage cannot go through!"

Nan Wu narrowed her eyes. "Who exactly are you? Why are you telling me all this?"

She moved closer, and the shadowy figure retreated. "That's not important. In short, I won't harm you. Remember, don't marry Xiao Jiayang!"

Nan Wu chuckled, deliberately trying to get information out of him, "I don't know you, and you haven't told me who you are. How am I supposed to know if you're friend or foe? What if you're up to something? Why should I listen to you?"

"I am..." the shadowy figure hesitated, "...believe me, I would never harm you!"

"Hey, stop right there, don't go..." By the time Nan Wu caught up, the person had already disappeared into the moonlight.

In the quiet night, she seemed to have something on her mind.

Who exactly was that person just now?

The Xiao family mansion, shrouded in darkness, appeared even more imposing, majestic, and solemn.

The side courtyard was quiet, with only a few lights still on in the main building.

A dark figure moved nimbly through the corridor, carefully opened the door, and as the lights in the room were turned on, the surroundings were suddenly brightly lit.

Ah Lie paused for a moment, then met the eyes of the person on the sofa.

"Where have you been so late?" Xiao Ruonan was playing with a leather whip in her hand. It looked incredibly strong and powerful.

Ah Lie withdrew his gaze from the whip, his eyes slightly lowered—his usual servant's posture. "I went out for some late-night snacks!"

Upon hearing this explanation, Xiao Ruonan chuckled, got up, and slowly circled around him twice. "Midnight snack? Ah Lie, I've known you for so long, how come I never knew you had this hobby?"

His smile vanished instantly, replaced by a sinister expression. He used the whip to lift the man's chin, forcing him to look up and focus on him. "Tell me, where did you run off to?"

Ah Lie remained calm and composed, his voice cold and deep, "I didn't lie to Miss Fifth!"

Xiao Ruonan smiled and nodded, "Alright, A-Lie, you've really gotten bold! Kneel down!"

At her command, Ah Lie clenched his fists slightly, paused for a few seconds, then took a step back and landed on his knees.

"Whoosh!"

A whip lashed his back.

(End of this chapter)