Too Late to Regret, She’s Now With the Big Boss - Chapter 6

As soon as the emcee finished speaking, Ye Qianqian watched as the groom eagerly slipped the ring onto the bride’s finger, his face brimming with happiness as he held out his hand to her.

Especially when she saw her glamorous mother, arm-in-arm with her dignified and charming father, standing beside Ye Qingyan with beaming smiles.

Even the Song family parents, who had been endlessly grateful to her over the past three years, were now standing beside the groom with cheerful expressions.

Her three brothers stood below the stage, their eyes glued to Ye Qingyan the entire time, not once had they glanced at her since she entered.

Were they so certain that she, the would-be bride, wouldn’t dare disrupt Song Yuntao and Ye Qingyan’s wedding? Had they prepared thoroughly to ensure she couldn’t make a scene?

Ye Qianqian felt as if her entire body had been filled with lead, leaving her unable to move, only her eyes could still roll upward.

She looked at the stage, where the bride and groom stood surrounded by the emcee and both sets of parents.

They looked so in love and so perfectly matched.

The three Ye brothers smiled triumphantly, while all the guests raised their glasses in joyful celebration.

If she recklessly rushed up to shatter this festive and harmonious atmosphere, and her own brothers declared her mentally unstable, no one would even question it.

How could she accept this? How could she bear it?

Just as she swayed unsteadily from anger, the large hand at her waist tightened its grip, and she heard the deep voice of the “Living King of Hell” beside her.

“Congratulations to us all. My wife doesn’t drink, so I hope you’ll forgive her. When we hold our wedding, we’ll be sure to invite everyone.”

Today, Third Master Lu was unusually amiable, whenever someone raised a glass to him, he clinked cups without complaint.

Ye Qianqian only heard the guests offering their toasts but didn’t realize they were congratulating her and Third Master Lu.

Lu Jingchen’s voice was low, calm yet carrying the authority of a man in power.

Though he was only a few years older than Ye Ruixuan and Song Yuntao, he existed in an entirely different world.

While still young, he already commanded the entire Lu family. Even the most influential figures in Rongcheng had to bow their heads and address him as “Third Master Lu.”

In comparison, heirs like Ye Ruixuan and Song Yuntao, who hadn’t yet taken control of their families, were mere minnows before him.

Lu Jingchen could crush them like ants, and they usually avoided even hearing his name.

A single misstep could provoke his wrath, bringing disaster upon their entire families. Ye Qianqian was no exception, she had always feared him. Yet today, she had the privilege of being held in his arms.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qianqian and Lu Jingchen were surrounded by a crowd, blocking her view of the stage. She couldn’t see that the bride hadn’t placed the ring on the groom’s finger and was instead frowning at her.

All she saw were bullet comments fluttering past like snowflakes:

[Uh-oh! Why isn’t the female lead helping the male lead put on the ring?]

[Oh no! Does the female lead think the big boss likes her? What a huge misunderstanding!]

[Ugh, it’s all because of the “Big Boss” causing confusion. At the female antagonist’s coming-of-age ceremony, he went to give her a grand gift but casually gave our female lead one too.]

[Same thing happened on her twentieth birthday. Our female lead is a heartthrob, who’d have thought the big boss was secretly in love with the female antagonist?]

[Female lead, stop staring! The male lead is your true destiny, the big boss would never like you!]

[Exactly! All the male side characters adore the female lead, except for the big boss, who lives, dies, and smashes his head against walls all for the female antagonist.]

The resentment in Ye Qianqian’s heart was washed away by the barrage of comments. Tilting her head slightly, she whispered, “Third Master, don’t drink too much. It’s bad for your health.”

Her voice was crisp yet gentle, each word coated with a unique tenderness.

“Alright, I’ll listen to Madam,” Lu Jingchen’s voice was deep, his usually sharp and cold eyes now softened.

Upon closer inspection, they held a trace of deep affection, unfortunately, no one dared to look.

The bride on the stage didn’t even spare the groom a glance, let alone help him put on the ring. She was staring obsessively at Third Master Lu.

Song Yuntao asked in a low, expectant voice, “Yanyan, why are you so distracted? Don’t you want to marry me?”

“Ah? How could that be! Brother Yuntao, look, Third Master Lu is holding my sister?” Ye Qingyan asked with apparent concern.

In truth, she was seething inside. Everyone in Rongcheng knew Third Master Lu had a cleanliness obsession and despised being touched.

Any woman who deliberately got close to him would end up with broken hands or legs.

Yet this ruthless man was now holding Ye Qianqian while toasting others, his gaze fixed on her as if she were some treasured possession.

Ye Qingyan was consumed by jealousy and rage, itching to rush off the stage and tear Ye Qianqian apart. She had no mood for putting on rings.

“Yanyan, we agreed, as long as Qianqian doesn’t make a scene, we won’t interfere with whoever she’s with,” Song Yuntao said patiently.

He was in an exceptionally good mood today. After being forced into an engagement with someone he didn’t love, he could finally marry the woman he’d adored for years.

He was overjoyed.

“How do you know she isn’t here to cause trouble? Look, she’s clinging to Third Master Lu to ruin our wedding!” Ye Qingyan’s voice turned shrill.

“Yanyan, our wedding is just one step away from perfection, and Qianqian hasn’t-”

Before Song Yuntao could finish, Ye Qingyan cut him off. “Qianqian, Qianqian, you care so much about her, but aren’t you worried Third Master might break her legs?”

She nearly screamed: You call her so affectionately, why don’t you just marry her instead?

But she was skilled at pretense, so the words twisted into concern for her sister before leaving her lips.

“Yanyan, what’s wrong? We got her drunk and handed her off last night, why worry about her now?” Song Yuntao looked at his bride in confusion.

“……” Ye Qingyan was left speechless.

The emcee, noticing the bride and groom whispering, spoke up again. “The bride may now place the ring on the groom’s finger.”

By then, most guests in the banquet hall weren’t even watching the couple. Learning that the man surrounded by admirers was the Lu family’s Third Master, they were all scrambling for a chance to network.

On stage, the Song and Ye parents were also staring at Third Master Lu, puzzled as to why this unapproachable figure had attended their children’s wedding.

As for Ye Qianqian beside Lu Jingchen? Sorry, they hadn’t even noticed her.

Only when the emcee’s slightly displeased voice rang out did they turn their attention back to the couple.

“Yanyan, why aren’t you putting the ring on Yuntao?”

“Yanyan, what are you looking at?” The mothers of both families asked in unison.

“Mom~ Look, my sister is standing next to Third Master Lu. I’m so worried about her~” Ye Qingyan cooed sweetly.

“Yanyan, ignore her. Hurry and put the ring on your husband. If she dares to make trouble, I’ll send your brothers to deal with her,” Mrs. Ye soothed her adopted daughter.

“Mom, Brother Yuntao, I should go check. You know Third Master’s temper, what if he breaks my sister’s legs…”

Before Ye Qingyan could finish her words, Song’s father interrupted, “Does Miss Ye regret marrying my son now?”

“Yanyan, quickly put the ring on your husband’s finger. With your father here, there’s nothing to worry about,” Ye’s father said, placing a reassuring hand on Ye Qingyan’s shoulder.

Only then did Song Yuntao belatedly follow his beloved’s gaze, and what he saw instantly left him utterly breathless.