The ceremonial car rolled over the red carpet, with salutes firing in unison and flags fluttering in the air.

Inside the car, Shen Xue's face was filled with sorrow, tears glimmering in her eyes.

She had already made up her mind—soon, she would die together with Zhou Feng!

She had no other choice. Ever since returning to the Shen family, she had been under constant surveillance.

As for her father, that detestable, heartless, paralyzed old man, he had no intention of fulfilling his promise.

There was no million yuan, not a single cent. They never intended to give her the money!

They never planned to save Tiantian!

She gently touched the area near her chest, where a sharp piece of broken glass was hidden.

That would be her weapon. She was going to kill Zhou Feng because she had discovered that Tiantian’s cancer was caused by him!

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

The salutes continued to fire. After a full eighty-one shots, the ceremonial car finally arrived at the fountain outside the manor villa.

"Would the bride please step out!"

With a loud shout, the car door was opened, and Shen Xue stepped out expressionlessly, wearing a beautifully crafted qipao, followed by two flower children holding bouquets.

Everything seemed perfect.

Yet, the people on either side wore mocking and sneering expressions.

Everyone present at the Zhou family gathering was either from Zhongjing or other regions' elites, celebrities, and wealthy individuals, along with their families.

In their eyes, a noble family's daughter becoming an unacknowledged concubine was an act of self-degradation, even if it was for the Zhou family.

Shen Xue walked forward step by step. Ahead was the red carpet, the flower arch, and at the end, a few people.

Zhou Feng, the eldest son of the Zhou family, was seated in a grand chair, dressed in a branded suit, his eyes fixated on Shen Xue as she approached.

He shamelessly admired Shen Xue’s figure. She had once pursued him relentlessly, but he had been indifferent. Later, he discovered that Shen Xue had a child!

This had infuriated him, but because Shen Xue was part of the Shen family, he couldn’t use his usual underhanded methods.

Fortunately, this time, he had the chance!

A wicked thought arose in his heart. Zhou Feng took a deep breath to suppress his anger. He knew that after today, this woman would be his, to toy with as he pleased. There was no need to rush!

Beside Zhou Feng stood a voluptuous woman with heavy makeup and a venomous gaze fixed on Shen Xue. She was Zhou Feng's wife, Xue Yanran.

Next to them was the head of the Zhou family, an elderly man with graying hair and half-closed eyes, resembling a statue of Buddha.

"Young Master Zhou certainly exudes nobility, with a majestic presence!"

"Of course, he is the heir to the Zhou family, destined for greatness!"

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The crowd below murmured among themselves, some envious, others jealous, as they watched the two on stage.

Then they turned their eyes to Shen Xue, noticing how incredibly beautiful she looked. The qipao she wore was so stunning that it made the women present feel ashamed.

With an expressionless face, she walked through the flower arch and stepped onto the stage.

At that moment, the officiant shouted, "Today, we witness the marriage of Zhou Feng, the favored son of the distinguished Zhou family, to Miss Shen Xue as his concubine!"

*Clap, clap, clap!*

Applause filled the air!

Shen Xue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and came with the determination to die. To her, this humiliation was nothing.

Then, the officiant gestured for silence, and the crowd quieted down. He shouted, "Bow to heaven and earth!"

Shen Xue, filled with humiliation, knelt alone to bow to heaven and earth. She could barely restrain herself from acting, but she knew she had to wait—now wasn't the time to strike a fatal blow.

At that moment, a flippant voice rang out, "Ah Xue, you’re finally in my hands. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you!"

Shen Xue’s body trembled; she recognized Zhou Feng’s voice.

The officiant, as if not hearing Zhou Feng, shouted again, "Bow to the parents!"

Shen Xue gritted her teeth and knelt to bow to the head of the Zhou family.

Then, the officiant called, "Serve tea!"

Shen Xue took a deep breath and looked at Zhou Feng’s wife, Xue Yanran, who glared at her with malice. Shen Xue paid no mind, picked up the teacup, and handed it over.

At that moment, Xue Yanran sneered, "Kneel! Do you not know the rules? You’re just a concubine, and you dare serve tea standing?"

Shen Xue gripped the teacup tightly, feeling her rage build.

Xue Yanran continued mockingly, "What’s the matter? You haven't even entered the door, and you’re already disobeying me, the mistress of the house! Let me tell you, Shen family members must kneel once they enter the Zhou family!"

Before Shen Xue could react, the head of the Zhou family, who had remained silent, spoke up, "Once you enter the Zhou family, you must follow our rules."

Tears welled up in Shen Xue’s eyes. She let out a long sigh, then slowly turned to look at Zhou Feng.

The onlookers had also heard Xue Yanran’s demand. Seeing Shen Xue turn to Zhou Feng, some began to laugh, thinking she was trying to win his favor to avoid the situation. They expected a good show.

But they couldn't see the coldness and murderous intent in Shen Xue’s eyes.

Zhou Feng noticed it. His heart skipped a beat as he shouted, "What are you looking at? Kneel down! You wench, do you still think you can escape from me?"

His voice grew louder, so loud that everyone present could hear it. "So what if you're a Shen family lady? You still have to become a concubine in my Zhou family. Wench, kneel down!"

Hearing this, everyone understood that the Zhou family was taking the opportunity to display their power.

Some looked at the beautiful woman sitting in the front row, eager to see her reaction.

On stage, Zhou Feng's eyes were filled with ridicule as he looked at the graceful Shen Xue. He could barely contain himself, eager to end this tedious ceremony and take her home for his own pleasure.

But Shen Xue couldn’t hold back any longer. She wanted revenge—she couldn’t wait any longer.

She wanted to seek justice for her daughter.

She had endured enough humiliation these days. Asking her to kneel? Never!

She would rather die than kneel again!

In the hand holding the teacup, the sharp glass shard had appeared at some point. Her hand trembled, and she flung the tea out.

"Wench, how dare you!" Seeing Shen Xue throw the tea, Zhou Feng roared in anger.

The crowd was stunned; no one expected Shen Xue to react so strongly to the simple demand to kneel.

But Shen Xue’s eyes were cold, and in the next moment, she was ready to strike.

At that very moment, a loud explosion shook the air!

Everyone’s ears rang from the impact.

They turned toward the source of the noise and saw that the villa’s main gate had been blasted open!

At the entrance stood a young man, holding a little girl, slowly walking in.

His steps were steady, his gaze cold.

He gently set the little girl down, ignoring everyone present. After helping her remove her noise-canceling headphones, he finally turned his gaze toward the crowd.