I'm sorry, but your fiancé loves me.

All the crystal chandeliers on the main stage lit up, casting a cold white light on Qin Qihan.

He stepped onto the stage and stood in front of the microphone. Zhou Xue walked out from the side of the stage, her white lace dress trailing on the ground. She walked to Qin Qihan's side and stood there, turning slightly to face him.

The sight of the two standing side by side on the stage truly made them look like a perfect couple to everyone.

The media area below the stage was filled with the sound of camera shutters clicking. Yun Muqian sat in a corner, watching the two people on the stage from a distance through the crowd.

Qin Qihan tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, as if searching for someone.

However, the search was unsuccessful.

Qin Qihan withdrew his searching gaze, and the banquet hall gradually quieted down. His voice, steady and deep, came through the speakers:

"Thank you all for coming today. I have an important announcement to make."

Some people in the audience whispered to each other, but they quickly fell silent. Zhou Xue stood next to him, waiting for him to continue.

In her opinion, it didn't matter whether Qin Qihan loved her or not, as long as he was willing to marry her, even if it was for the sake of family interests.

"The first thing," Qin Qihan paused, his gaze falling on the elders at the front table of the audience, "is about my engagement with the Zhou family."

Zhou Xue's smile was still on her face, but when she turned her head to look at Qin Qihan, there was a hint of urgency in her eyes.

"This engagement,"

Qin Qihan's voice echoed in the empty hall, clear, calm, and without the slightest hesitation, "From today onwards, the engagement is officially cancelled. There is no longer any engagement between Miss Zhou Xue and me."

boom--

The entire venue seemed to have been muted and then suddenly released.

First came a deathly silence, then a clamor erupted from all directions, flooding every corner of the banquet hall like a tidal wave.

Some people stood up, some covered their mouths, some whispered among themselves, and the sound of camera shutters in the media area suddenly became so dense that it was almost continuous.

At the center of all this, the smile on the face of the woman in the white lace dress on the stage finally shattered.

The wine glass in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, champagne splashing across the stage in a shower of clear, sparkling fragments. The microphone was still on, and the crisp sound of the glass shattering was amplified by the speakers.

Zhou Xue was stunned. "What did you say?"

Her voice trembled, a tremor forced from her throat, a breathy sound almost like she was suffocating. Several of her close friends in the audience had already stood up, while Zhou's mother sat at the table, covering her mouth, her face deathly pale.

Qin Qihan turned to the side. "Zhou Xue, we've already talked about it."

The microphone amplified his voice to every corner of the lobby, "I can't marry you."

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she was trembling so badly that she could barely stand.

"Qin Qihan—" her voice was hoarse, "You...you..."

She stumbled forward, her high heels slipping on the wet, champagne-splattered surface of the stage, nearly causing her to fall. Her best friend rushed up from below the stage to help her, but she shoved her away.

"Don't touch me!" she screamed, then turned back to Qin Qihan.

"Are you really going to do this? Are we just going to break off our engagement like this?"

She couldn't continue, a sob escaping her throat, and she suddenly knelt down on the ground, her shoulders heaving violently.

"Ten years..." she repeated, her head bowed, her voice muffled and choked with emotion, "Ten years... I've loved you for ten years..."

The audience was in complete chaos.

Two relatives helped Zhou's mother to her feet. Her face was as white as a sheet, and her lips trembled as she couldn't speak. Zhou's father remained seated, gripping the edge of the table. Several elders from prominent families exchanged glances, but none of them spoke.

Qin Qihan didn't say anything more, turned around decisively, and walked down the steps.

He walked down, behind him were Zhou Xue's broken cries, the chaotic footsteps of her being helped down from the stage by her best friends, and the cacophony of noise from the audience and the clicking of cameras.

Yun Muqian sat in the corner, watching Zhou Xue cry and tremble. Her white lace dress was spread out on the wet table, stained with champagne and dust, making her look utterly disheveled.

She was helped off the stage, one of her high heels fell off, and she stepped barefoot on the steps, her feet trembling with every step.

The corners of her mouth slowly curved into a smile.

The first step was successful.

The engagement between the Qin and Zhou families was torn up in front of all the city's celebrities. Zhou Xue was originally very happy, as she was going to marry the person she had liked since she was a child and live a life of luxury as a wealthy wife.

But Yun Muqian ruined all of this.

To destroy the happiness of one's enemy with one's own hands and witness their suffering is truly a great joy in life.

She could leave, cleanly and neatly away from this place of trouble, but Shen Xubai's lips suddenly came close and kissed her.

Because she was happy, she returned the kiss passionately, closing her eyes and kissing with intense intensity, the smile spreading from the corners of her mouth to the corners of her eyes.

She was so happy that she wanted to celebrate in this way.

After the kiss ended, she smiled at him and said coquettishly, "Let's leave here first, I'm hungry."

He pinched her cheek and said he would take her to a quieter place for dinner.

But the moment she turned around, all her smile froze on her face.

Qin Qihan was standing right in front of her, less than a few steps away.

She didn't know when he came over, or how long he had been standing there. His gloomy eyes were fixed on her face, as if he wanted to carve a hole through her.