Chapter 5: Making a Scene at the Wedding (4)

"Feng, don't go too far," Mrs. Shang still smiled, her tone just right.

How could Mrs. Shang not understand her son's character? At this moment, she couldn't lose her composure in front of everyone.

"Mrs. Shang, by combining two sons' lifelong matters into one wedding, not only can we save a lot of money, but it also saves us trouble. What's wrong with that?" Mr. Feng's tone was lazy, and he didn't take his mother's words to heart.

He turned to the approaching middle-aged couple and said, "Father-in-law, rest assured, I will take good care of Lingyang in the future."

The implication in his words sounded good, but paired with his arrogant tone, it didn't seem that way at all. Regardless of whether the old man agreed or not, he was going to marry the girl.

Mr. Qiu's expression wasn't good, and he coughed lightly. "Xiaoyang, you go back first."

"Dad, Feng has made it clear to everyone. How can I leave at this point?" Qiu Lingyang called him Dad, but there was no trace of affection between them.

"I told you to go back first." Mr. Qiu's tone became more serious and stern.

"..." Qiu Lingyang didn't speak, but her expression told her father that she absolutely wouldn't leave.

"Dad, if sister doesn't want to go back, let her stay. I, I'll be fine." The bride in the red qipao, Qiu Yushan, walked over and tugged at Mr. Qiu's sleeve, looking pitiful.

Qiu Yushan's sensible words and actions brought a slight relief to Mr. Qiu, but looking at his eldest daughter, he felt even more frustrated.

"If you could learn one-tenth of your sister's maturity, our Qiu family would be blessed."

"You love your wild daughter so much, just adopt her, and forget that you ever had me." Qiu Lingyang smiled coldly. This kind of scene had been repeated for many years, and she was used to it.

"You..." Mr. Qiu was furious, and before anyone could react, he slapped her.

A crisp sound echoed, and almost immediately, several handprints appeared on Qiu Lingyang's face.

Some guests exclaimed, some cheered, all eager to watch the drama unfold.

Qiu Lingyang looked indifferently at her father, lifted her head, and still had a faint smile on her face, as if the slap hadn't landed on her face.

"Dad, please don't hit Sister. If you're angry, hit me instead." Qiu Yushan thudded to her knees, holding onto Mr. Qiu's left leg with one hand and wiping away tears with the other.

"She's such a beast, she doesn't even care about you and your mother. And you're still defending her." Mr. Qiu's chest heaved heavily.

Qiu Yushan cried out, "Dad, I know sister hates me, but no matter how she treats me, I still regard her as my real sister."

"Yushan, get up quickly." The man beside the bride, Mr. Shang's eldest son, Mr. Shang Aoqin, supported his new bride.

"Aoqin, don't bother me." Qiu Yushan bit her lip, looking truly pitiful.

"Dad, sister was just in a bad mood today and argued with you. It's my fault..." Qiu Yushan knocked her head to the ground, tears welling up in her eyes as she choked, "I can give up anything else, but I truly love Aoqin, and I can't give up on that."

Qiu Yushan's few words once again firmly established Qiu Lingyang's title as sh