Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 90: Let's see how I deal with you later.
Ah Lie grunted, his face tense and his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Xiao Ruonan showed no mercy, lashing him with the whip again and again. From beginning to end, A Lie's body did not move at all, as if welded to the ground, his eyelids not blinking.

"I saved your life, not so you could use it to scheme against me!"

"I hate people who deceive me and hide things from me the most!"

"Even if I beat you to death today, you'll deserve it!"

Ah Lie only responded with this one sentence: "Fifth Miss is right!"

The whipping lasted for about ten minutes before Xiao Ruonan got tired and threw the whip away to rest.

"These things have thick, tough skin, my hands are tired!"

Ah Lie got up, took a hot towel, and held her hands to wipe and steam them. The whole process was done in one go.

The man had handsome features, a sharp and cold profile, a neat and shiny buzz cut, and a healthy and rugged wheat-colored complexion. He exuded a wild and untamed arrogance.

Xiao Ruonan has never had a boyfriend, but she has had many suitors. She has seen all kinds of handsome men, but none of them are as pleasing to the eye as the one in front of her.

Of course, it wasn't that she liked it because it looked pleasing to the eye, but rather that she found it pleasing to the eye because it tormented her. Only she understood this kind of tormenting pleasure.

"Turn around!"

Alie did as he was told.

His entire back was covered in bloody whip marks, alternating horizontal and vertical, a shocking sight.

He was beaten so badly, yet he didn't utter a single sound.

Xiao Ruonan felt a little regretful, realizing she had forgotten to go easy on him; otherwise, how could she hit him again?
"Does it hurt?"

Ah Lie said, "It doesn't hurt!"

"Hmph! You'll have to suffer the pain! This is the price you pay for making me unhappy!" Xiao Ruonan covered her mouth and yawned. "I'm sleepy, carry me to my room to sleep!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Ruonan hooked her arm around the man's neck and was carried in a princess carry to her bed in her room.

She really liked being hugged by Ah Lie like this; he was strong, powerful, and tall, much better than those weak bodyguards she had before.

"Stop!" Xiao Ruonan called out to him. "Stay here until I fall asleep before you leave!"

"Yes!"

Ah Lie pulled up a chair, sat down with his arms crossed, and watched her sleep.

Silver moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, scattering across the floor and softening the dullness of the bedside lamp. As if filtered, everything in the room looked peaceful and harmonious.

Xiao Ruonan had never fallen asleep so quickly. A Lie got up and walked to the bedside, deliberately making his steps light, afraid of waking her up.

He stared quietly at the sleeping girl for a while. She was much more well-behaved and serene than during the day, like a little sister next door. But who could know what kind of experience lay beneath that harmless face...

The next day, Nan Wu still got into the Xiao family's wedding car.

The eldest son of the Xiao family is getting married. Even a conservative approach would require an unprecedented, world-class wedding to demonstrate the Xiao family's status. However, the Xiao family patriarch, who has always been frugal and low-key, has declared that the wedding will be simple and that he will only invite close friends and relatives from the entertainment industry, and will not accept media interviews.

Chen Wanru sulked for a long time because of this, thinking that Old Master Xiao did not value Xiao Jiayang. A person only has one wedding in their life, and such sourness would make people laugh.

Despite their dissatisfaction, the final say and decision-making power still belong to the old man.

The wedding venue was a hotel under the Xiao Group. Despite refusing media interviews, many paparazzi still tried their best to sneak in and take photos.

Keep in mind that this is the wedding of the eldest grandson of the most powerful family in Haicheng. Not to mention such a big event as a wedding, any topic with the words "Xiao family" in its name can stay at the top of the headlines for several days.

The hotel was a veritable who's who of luxury cars, with a ten-mile-long red carpet. Guests made their appearances like celebrities on a runway, including prominent businessmen, intellectuals, politicians, and even top entertainment stars. The atmosphere was understated yet unparalleled in its extravagance.

Chen Wanru, adorned with jewels, greeted guests with beaming smiles along with her husband. Xiao Jiayang, as the male lead, was even more radiant and full of energy that day.

As an important guest, Jiang Rourou greeted her parents and other guests one by one, but her eyes kept glancing at Xiao Jiayang.

That was a longing gaze, a love that could not be obtained.

Ahhhhh!
Her beloved Jia Yang will become someone else's husband starting today.

Thinking of this, Jiang Rourou's heart shattered, and her hatred for Nan Wu intensified.

"Jiayang!" Xiao Ruonan patted Xiao Jiayang on the shoulder from behind.

"Tsk! You look quite handsome today! It's definitely different now that you're a groom. You're all grown up now, so you need to act like one. Don't make us elders worry!"

"Don't worry, Fifth Aunt, I won't let you down!" Xiao Jiayang assured her.

His smile froze when his gaze met the cold stare from the man behind her. He turned around and joked, "Fifth Aunt, why do you always have bodyguards with you? You'll have a hard time finding a boyfriend if you keep this up!"

Xiao Ruonan pouted, her face full of complaints, "It's all because of your grandfather. He's afraid I, a girl, will be bullied outside, so he's stuffed me with bodyguards! I have no freedom at all, it's so annoying."

"I'm not saying anything more, I saw someone I know, I'm going now!" With that, she ran off in a flash.

"Stop right there!" Xiao Jiayang commanded in a cold voice.

Ah Lie stopped, turned around, still with that expressionless look, and asked, "Young Master Jiayang called me?"

"Nonsense, who else should I call if not you?" Xiao Jiayang stepped forward, straightening his back to appear superior and imposing. "I'm asking you, why did you glare at me like that just now? Did I offend you?"

Ah Lie said calmly, "Young Master Jiayang has misunderstood. I have rather fierce eyes, so I look at everyone like that!"

"Ha! So according to you, I deserve to be treated coldly by you?"

"Neither!"

Xiao Jiayang frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You don't have to look at me!" he said, and strode away.

"No, who gave you the audacity to talk to me like that... You stop right there, hey..." Xiao Jiayang gritted his teeth.

Oh shit!

A mere bodyguard dares to bully me? I don't care who his master is, I'll show him what I'm made of!

Chen Wanru came over, "Jiayang, the guests have all arrived, why are you still here? Hurry up and go!"

Xiao Jiayang looked away and said, "Mom's here!"

At this moment, Nan Wu was touching up her makeup in the lounge. In half an hour, she would be going on stage hand in hand with Xiao Jiayang. Looking at herself in the mirror, wearing a white veil, she felt no emotion at all.

The day she had been waiting for had finally arrived. As long as tonight passed, Fang Lanxin would fulfill her promise. After tonight, she could see her grandmother and take her away to a distant place.

The phone on the marble counter vibrated; it was an unknown number. Nan Wu pressed the answer button.

Before she could even utter a sound, cries for help came from the other end.

"Sakura, save me..."

It's Su Wen!
Nan Wu's heart stopped for a few seconds. Considering there were other people in the room, she held up her phone and found a quiet place to answer, "Where are you?"

(End of this chapter)