Thousands of people on the scene had all heard with their own ears what Lan Yunhai said to his mother.
They had all seen with their own eyes his ferocious, anxious expression at this moment.
"He's so ugly."
Many people thought to themselves: "I really don't understand, how can there be such a beast in the world? The key is, this kind of beast is loved by a pampered young lady from a wealthy family, to the point of obsession. Heh, just wait. After these gods of war finish with the Lan family, they definitely won't let Murong Mingyuan off the hook! But, it's a real pity for Old Man Lan, who lived openly and honestly his whole life, and also did good deeds his whole life. Alas."
What were others thinking?
Would Lan Yunhai, who at this moment was the most dazzling male protagonist in the world, pay any attention?!
He was only anxious about Chu Yazhi, who remained dazed and unresponsive.
Fearing that Li Qianfan would go back on his word and hang him up too!
In his haste—
Lan Yunhai raised his hand and slapped his mother's left cheek fiercely.
*Slap.*
The sound of the slap was crisp, even pleasant.
"Ah!"
Chu Yazhi, lost in a dark abyss of fear, was jolted awake.
"Mom!"
Lan Yunhai grabbed her hair, shook her violently, and roared hysterically, "Hurry up and serve my dad! Otherwise, we'll all be hanged here!"
"Your dad, isn't your dad already hanged?"
Chu Yazhi, her eyes full of terror, shrieked.
"He is my dad!"
Lan Yunhai pointed at Li Qianfan and yelled, "Whether we can both live depends on whether you can satisfy my dad."
Ugly!
So many people on the scene were secretly cursing.
Especially those from the Tianhu Chu family, who gnashed their teeth, wishing they could tear Lan Yunhai to shreds.
But they all maintained the most correct and rational composure.
After all, Chu Yazhi was now a member of the Tiandong Lan family.
No one from the Lan family had stepped forward to stop Lan Yunhai, so if someone from the Chu family stepped forward, what if they were subjected to the 'three-point shot'?
Chu Yazhi was awake.
Finally, in an instant, she jolted awake.
The fear of death, like a surging tide, engulfed her once more.
Then it prompted her to take action to protect herself.
She hooked her left arm around Li Qianfan's neck, picked up chopsticks with her right hand, and trembled as she picked up a shrimp ball, bringing it to Li Qianfan's mouth.
Crying, she said, "You, please dine."
At this moment, where was the grace a noble lady should possess in Chu Yazhi?
Where was the arrogance she displayed when she ordered scorpions to attack Li Qianfan and Jing Ran?
She was just a woman who had been scared witless, instinctively wanting to survive, and unconsciously unleashing all her charm to please Li Qianfan.
Yet, no one felt pity for her!
Especially Old Man Lan, who looked at her without any emotion, only sighing inwardly: "Alas, this is the good son you raised by suppressing Xi Ming. Your current predicament is your karma."
Looking at Li Qianfan again.
His mind was actually starting to reel. Instinctively, he closed his mouth and shook his head, wanting to push Chu Yazhi away.
Jing Ran, however, suddenly said coldly, "Qianfan, by the time you read this letter, I may no longer be alive."
Li Qianfan's left hand, which had been pushing her away, froze instantly.
A wicked anger surged into his eyes.
His left hand quickly changed from pushing to embracing.
He pulled the beautiful woman on his lap into his arms and, as he took a bite of the shrimp ball, Chu Yazhi let out a surprised cry.
Her voluptuous waist was fiercely twisted by a pair of pincers.
Still turning.
She only cried out in pain, then quickly shut her mouth, forced a smile, and raised a wine glass, "You, please drink."
Jing Ran then nodded and said, "Chu Yazhi, why 'you'? Call me 'young master' instead."
Chu Yazhi immediately corrected herself, "Young master, you drink."
Li Qianfan drank.
Many things that are difficult to do become less burdensome once you've done them for the first time.
Li Qianfan was just like that.
Embracing the beautiful woman, his left hand roamed freely, he dined peacefully.
He even thought the chef at Yufeng Villa had a really good hand.
Chu Yazhi, with her overwhelming survival instinct, ignored the many people present and her husband's unseeing eyes watching her. She gathered her spirits and used all her skill to serve Li Qianfan.
Watching her waist twist more and more seductively, her happy demeanor, and even her high-heeled shoe casually kicking Li Qianfan's calf under the table, Lan Ximing, who was hanging there, slowly turned his back to her as if moved by an unseen wind.
The coffin.
The corpse.
The beautiful woman.
The young man acting intimately in public.
Lan Yunhai, with a humble smile of a filial son, helped his mother serve "his dad," constantly bringing dishes and refilling wine.
The Lan family and the Chu family watched all this in silence.
No words or descriptions could capture this incredibly surreal scene at Lan Yunhai's wedding.
Finally.
Li Qianfan shook his head and let out a satisfied burp, signifying he was full.
Chu Yazhi quickly put down her chopsticks and picked up a napkin, wiping the corner of his mouth, "Young master, would you like a cigarette?"
A cigarette after a meal, feels like being an immortal!
Absolutely!
*Click.*
After lighting a cigarette in front of the lighter held by the beautiful woman's hands, Li Qianfan blew a mouthful of smoke directly into her face.
Her eyes stung from the smoke, and she quickly raised her hand to rub them, but dared not show any displeasure.
Instead, she snuggled into Li Qianfan's arms, "My eyes, they sting."
"This woman, she's truly a rare specimen."
Many people on the scene thought: "Her husband's corpse is barely cold, and she's actually enjoying herself. No wonder Lan Yunhai turned out so outstanding! It turns out he inherited her genes of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and disregarding everything as long as she can survive."
Li Qianfan smiled and looked at Lan Yunhai.
Lan Yunhai quickly bowed, his face displaying the fawning expression of "you are my real father," and adopted an attitude of attentive listening.
Li Qianfan asked, "Lan Yunhai, who is more powerful between us?"
Lan Yunhai answered without the slightest hesitation, his voice crisp and clear, "You! Of course, it's you."
"You once told my wife,"
Li Qianfan blew another smoke ring and asked indifferently, "That as long as I was powerful enough, I could snatch Murong Mingyuan away. And you would just stand by and applaud as a spectator?"
Lan Yunhai nodded vigorously, "Yes! I did say that."
Li Qianfan's third question, "Then, next, I am going to snatch Murong Mingyuan away in front of everyone."
Lan Yunhai loudly declared, "As you please! I will only abide by my words and applaud from the side."
Before he finished speaking—
Murong Mingyuan, who was hiding behind the Murong family members, shrieked, "Lan Yunhai, you're not a man! How could I have been blind to fall in love with such a cowardly dog like you!?"
Lan Yunhai's expression was calm; he didn't even glance at Murong Mingyuan.
To survive!
Lan Yunhai had unhesitatingly offered up his mother with both hands, so what was a immature, wild girl compared to that!?
Li Qianfan didn't look at Murong Mingyuan.
He just stared at Lan Yunhai and nodded in admiration, "Lan Yunhai, you are indeed a character. Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Lan Yunhai was overjoyed and quickly bowed 90 degrees to express his gratitude.
Li Qianfan smiled again.
The smile was extremely cold, his words clear, and he instructed Li Xing Tang, "Sever Lan Yunhai's tendons in his hands and feet. Also, I don't want him to continue to be a man."