The host began cheerfully with a bunch of words, none of which Zhuang Shuqing heard, then passed the microphone to Lu Jinyang, who didn’t take it, hands inserted in his pockets.
Caught in an embarrassing moment, Tan Biyang took the microphone from the host and said, "Thank you, everyone, for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend Jinyang’s and my engagement ceremony..."
"When did I ever say I would get engaged to you?"
The man’s voice was cold as ice, reverberating through the entire banquet hall.
Tan Biyang’s face turned instantly pale. Forcing a smile, she said, "Jinyang, stop joking, let’s go home and talk about it, okay?"
Zhuang Shuqing blinked, growing more contemptuous of Tan Biyang’s shamelessness. Couldn’t she see that Lu Jinyang’s expression couldn’t get any darker?
Clearly, he wasn’t going to go home with her.
As expected, the next second, Lu Jinyang turned and walked off the stage.
The crowd was in an uproar.
Was Young Master Lu about to flee the wedding scene?
With a white face, Tan Biyang quickly followed, grabbing his hand and pleading, "Jinyang~ you can’t do this to me, I... we’ve slept together, if you don’t marry me, how can I ever marry someone else?"
After saying this, she even squeezed out a few tears.
"No way? I heard the Lu family is very strict, Young Master Lu shouldn’t be that kind of person."
"Who knows? Young Master Lu is a man, isn’t he? Men have needs, and besides, Miss Tan has the face of an angel and the body of a devil..."
"You, thinking with your lower body, scram to the side. Our Young Master Lu is not someone you lowly people can compare to."
"Exactly! Lecherous! Scumbag!"
Zhuang Shuqing wanted to laugh hearing these words but feared causing unnecessary trouble, so she just bowed her head and held back her laughter.
"Slept together?" Lu Jinyang eyed her sharply, "How come I don’t recall ever having slept with a woman?"
"This... this is because you were drunk and don’t remember."
"Of course!" Tan Biyang thought of the video she had purchased and doctored, full of confidence.
Lu Jinyang stopped leaving, stepped aside, and dodged her outstretched hand, "Then let’s see that evidence."
"Fine." Gritting her teeth, Tan Biyang decided to go for broke.
She had cleared herself of a previous scandal, and now by pushing everything onto Lu Jinyang, it couldn’t be better for her.
Tan Biyang took out a USB drive from her bag, plugged it into a nearby computer, and soon, the screen behind the stage showed a video of her walking out of room 1808.
Room 1808 was known to many as Young Master Lu’s private room.
So, when everyone looked at Lu Jinyang with questioning eyes, Tan Biyang turned away her face, whimpering with feigned sorrow.
At the same time, Zhuang Shuqing in the crowd couldn’t help but widen her eyes with shock.
What the hell! This is insane!
The woman in the video emerging from room 1808 and leaning against the wall was unmistakably doing what she had done, yet the face was Tan Biyang’s! This content belongs to novel{f}ire.net
The clothes and shoes worn by the woman in the video, and even the handbag she carried... were all hers...
Zhuang Shuqing glared fiercely at Tan Biyang, wishing she could breathe fire and scorch her on the spot!
Tan Biyang had actually tampered with the video!
Then in the video, two men appeared, one was Leng Yixing, the other was unrecognized by Zhuang Shuqing. They knocked on the door, which was answered by Lu Jinyang wrapped in a towel...
The video ended there, its implication left hanging.
With tears streaming down her cheeks, Tan Biyang uttered pitifully, "Jinyang, I didn’t want to tell you this, but you..."