1012: Destroy This Public Display of Affection!

Destroy This Public Display of Affection!

However, today, Yu Yuehan had already spoken up just as the assistant was about to take his first step out.1

"Let them be. Make sure that they capture good shots, and there must be a photo of both of us together."

"…"

He must have followed a fake Young Master Han today.

"I wonder where Fan Yu has been lately. I have called him a few times to invite him to our wedding, but all of the calls were unanswered." Nian Xiaomu lowered her head and mumbled when she sat in the car.

She was initially worried that Yu Yuehan would get jealous after he heard her words.

In the end, he said something very unexpected.

"It's indeed a little weird. I have called him too, but no one answered the calls."

Nian Xiaomu was stunned. "Why did you call him?"

Why did she sense something sinister in this his actions?

She couldn't help but worry about Fan Yu!

Yu Yuehan laughed lightly and said, "Don't look at me with such a gaze. I am a very magnanimous person; since Tang Yuansi is not in the pink of health, I thought that he would not be able to be my groomsman and so I thought of inviting Fan Yu over to do the job. It's such a pity, he doesn't even pick up my calls. Tsk."

"…"

Indeed, his magnanimity was fake.

He was clearly thinking of p*ssing on his love rival by inviting him to be his groomsman.

Fan Yu might just faint from anger if he picked up his call!

Nian Xiaomu pouted her lips and said, "You are really bold. Aren't you afraid that you might be demoted from a groom to an ex-husband if Fan Yu snatches your bride at the wedding?"

She teased him.

However, Yu Yuehan's face turned black after she had finished speaking.

He reached out and pinched her at the waist.

Nian Xiaomu nearly leaped up in pain. However, he conveniently drew her into his embrace and locked her securely on his lap.

As he pinched her chin with his long fingers, he started to threaten her and said, "How dare you! I would break your legs if you dared to run off with Fan Yu at our wedding!"

"…"

A violent maniac!

The mention of Fan Yu was frustrating enough to Yu Yuehan.

However, he still had the cheek to invite him as his groomsman.

It was still not certain as to who would be angered then!

Yu Yuehan seemed to have thought of this aspect. As his handsome face lit up, he said, "Forget it, it's good that I can't contact him anyway. As long as I don't agitate him, I can avoid getting angered by him too."

"…"

Nian Xiaomu thought of her bridesmaid at the mention of Yu Yuehan's groomsman.

Tan Bengbeng wasn't around and Shangxin was pregnant.

Zheng Yan was the only person who could be her bridesmaid now.

She was lucky that Zheng Yan was a supportive person.

The moment she received her invite, she had agreed to the job without any hesitation.

"The man whom I had failed to get is getting married, and yet I am going to be the bridesmaid for the wedding. Xiao Mumu, how could the two of you torture the singletons followed by your the exes like this?"

Zheng Yan's lazy, joking voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Nian Xiaomu corrected her and said, "That was a one-sided crush on your side and it has got nothing to do with my fiancé. You are not considered as his ex, thank you."

"…"

Destroy this public display of affection!

Goodbye!

Zheng Yan changed the topic and started to speak with brimming vigor.

"The collaboration talks between the Zheng Corporation and the Yu Corporation are going on very smoothly. Anyway, my dad had wanted me to attend your wedding and I just happened to be free for the next few days. This means that I can accompany you throughout the entire event—if you decide to back out on the marriage at the very last minute and pick me instead, I can even elope with you!"

This time, Nian Xiaomu wasn't the one who replied to her.

Yu Yuehan had snatched the phone and replied on her behalf.

"We are changing the bridesmaid, you don't have to attend."

Then, he hung up the call!

Leaving behind a dazed Zheng Yan.

Was she unwanted by both of them?

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