He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

The Kaiyue Restaurant was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful flags, bustling with people and filled with a joyful atmosphere.

A wedding photo of a couple, Yuan Tai and Xu Lili, was displayed at the entrance.

Hou Qinqin looked at the photo and spat out a curse from afar: "You two are a dog and a dog."

Lee Hyori tugged at her: "Keep your voice down, don't cause trouble for your older brother and cousin."

"Damn, where are they? We've been waiting for an hour and haven't seen a soul. Did they order something else before they left?"

"Oh dear, this is a high-class place, watch your manners," Lee Hyori hurriedly said. "We should be there soon, I see many guests have already gone inside."

At the hotel entrance, Yuan Tai and Xu Lili, surrounded by a group of friends and colleagues, greeted each guest.

Xu Lili, dressed in her finest attire, wasn't paying attention to the guests; she was anxiously waiting for someone.

That person once treated her as a best friend, but little did they know that they had long since come to hate her.

Over the years, that person had been superior to her in every way. Every time she showed concern for her, it felt like she was showing off. Her anger had reached a point of madness.

Now, she's finally going to overtake her; she's stolen her boyfriend.

Today, she wanted to properly appreciate the heartbroken look on the other person's face.

Xu Lili stopped Yuan Tai's arm and asked in a low voice, "Honey, Zhou Wanqiu, she's not really not coming, is she?"

Yuan Tai glanced around with gloomy eyes and said fiercely, "If she dares not to come today, she won't need to go to work at the club tomorrow."

Just then, a child ran out and shouted to Yuan Tai, "Second Uncle, Grandpa and Second Master want you to come in."

Yuan Tai hummed in agreement and instructed Xu Lili, "Wait here a little longer; the guests should be arriving soon."

"All right!"

At that moment, a green taxi came to a steady stop in front of the hotel.

The passenger door opened, and a man jumped out of the car, instinctively looking around.

Xu Lili sensed that her colleagues and friends were getting restless.

The man was tall and slender, with long legs, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. A dark trench coat billowed in the wind over his 1.8-meter frame. His features were sharply defined, almost sculpted, with high brow bones and slightly sunken eyes. His eyes were like two unfathomable pools, calm yet possessing a chilling power.

"Who is this?" Xu Lili's heart suddenly started pounding.

A group of excited voices rang out around them: "Sister Lili, is this your friend? My god, how can he be so handsome?"

"Sister Lili, Sister Lili, tell me quickly, he's single, he's single."

"Damn it, I don't care if she's single or not, I'm going to drag her over and do it. I can't hold back anymore."

The boys nearby all wore expressions of anger.

At this moment, the man walked to the back seat, opened the car door, and elegantly gestured for the passenger to enter.

With a flash, a woman slid out. She first bent down to straighten her skirt, then stood still and looked at the crowd.

Everyone held their breath for a moment, their eyes drawn to it.

The woman was slender and tall, her champagne-colored satin dress clinging to her exquisite figure like moonlight reflected on silk. The deep V-neck was perfectly placed, revealing a glimpse of porcelain-like skin and delicate collarbones, yet it did not appear frivolous at all. Instead, the innate coolness between her brows gave her an air of unapproachable distance.

A very thin necklace hung around her neck, the pendant a teardrop-shaped emerald, small yet as clear as a drop of solidified morning dew. The emerald rested precisely at the beginning of her deep V-neck, shimmering with a deep and restrained light as she breathed softly. Her right hand held a small satin handbag, while her left hand naturally draped over the man's arm.

She didn't deliberately raise her head or look around; she simply looked calmly at what was in front of her. Her innate aloofness, combined with the noble air enhanced by her clothing, made people afraid to look directly at her.

The two of them didn't even need to say a word; just standing there, they had already offended many people because their looks and their demeanor were something that many people could never achieve in their entire lives.

Xu Lili's friends and colleagues were even more excited than before.

This time, it was the men who were in an uproar, and the women who were jealous.

The language used was so offensive that it's hard to describe.

Suddenly, a baby girl with a face covered in fly droppings yelled, "Holy crap, isn't that Zhou Wanqiu?!"

Xu Lili then realized what was happening, and felt as if ice water had been poured over her head, as if she had fallen into a freezing cold.

She blinked rapidly, trying her best to maintain her composure.

But the fire of jealousy was already burning her up; her raised, fleshy chin trembled violently. She spread her legs, trying not to fall, and looked down at her deliberately exposed breasts, suddenly feeling like a prostitute.

Lee Hyori and Hou Qinqin, who had been standing in the corner and dared not move forward, were also staring wide-eyed.

"Damn it, this adulterous couple is fucking beautiful," Hou Qinqin cursed.

Lee Hyori excitedly grabbed Hou Qinqin's waist and rubbed it vigorously: "Yeah, yeah, our big brother and our cousin are amazing, amazing!"

Yang Jiulang also saw the two girls who were in a daze and waved to them.

The two women hurried over and followed behind the two men.

"Cousin, brother-in-law," Hou Qinqin called out. She no longer had the courage to call him "husband"; she felt she didn't deserve it.

"Big brother, big sister-in-law," Lee Hyori called out, her heart in turmoil, like a fallen leaf drifting away.

Yang Jiulang hummed in agreement. "Let's go in together."

Hou Qinqin wore a pink dress today, with her hair tied in a bun, looking sweet and cute. Lee Hyori, on the other hand, wore a black suit, looking tall and dashing.

But as the two followed behind the flirtatious couple, they felt like ugly ducklings, unable to lift their heads.

The four of them formed two rows and two columns and strolled to the hotel lobby.

Zhou Wanqiu took a red envelope out of her bag and handed it to the clerk in charge of registration: "Zhou Wanqiu, thank you!"

She didn't look at Xu Lili once since she got out of the car.

Xu Lili was almost unable to control herself and started biting people.

Her chest heaved violently as she yelled at Zhou Wanqiu, "Zhou Wanqiu, what the hell are you doing here?"

Zhou Wanqiu finally gave her a glance: "Attending the boss's engagement party, huh? It's the boss's request, didn't you know?"

Xu Lili froze, her face darkening as she yelled, "Zhou Wanqiu, what do you mean? Dressed like a prostitute, what the hell do you mean by this?!"

This is practically a shrew's rant; anyone with a modicum of manners wouldn't respond.

Zhou Wanqiu and Yang Jiulang were indeed speechless. They couldn't bring themselves to scold her, nor could they bring themselves to hit her.

I'm feeling down right now.

Hou Qinqin's crisp voice rang out behind her: "Damn, such a high-class hotel, doesn't it have any mirrors? If not, you can at least take a piss and look at yourself, see who looks like a prostitute and who's a whore!"

Lee Hyori's muffled, husky voice rang out: "Who is this old auntie? Making a scene at someone's wedding banquet, isn't she afraid of ruining the happy occasion?"

Looking at Xu Lili's face now, it was even more unsightly than crying. Her open lips trembled violently as she stammered, "Where did you two bastards come from? This is my engagement party, can't you tell?"

Hou Qinqin giggled and shouted to the men behind Xu Lili, "Hey, does anyone need to pee? Hurry up and pee to wake this old lady up."

The men, not daring to offend the prospective boss's wife, all shook their heads and said no.

Zhou Wanqiu kept a cold face, but she was biting her lip hard to keep from laughing.

Yang Jiulang was also scratching his toes hard to avoid breaking the spell.