"Pfft!" Ye Shu held back her laughter, "We meet, that's fine, but to say someone is in love with you just because of a fiery red pendant, isn't that too childish? Plus, it's just a pendant. Do you really think it proves anything?"
After that, Ye Shu clapped her hands!
Immediately, a melodious sound filled the air, and seven or eight tall, beautiful bridesmaids with fair skins elegantly walked onto the stage.
"What are you going to do? Start a fight again, right? Come on then!" Mrs. Han, seeing Ye Shu's bridesmaids approach the stage and fearing her daughter might get beaten up, rushed onto the stage to protect Han Ruixin. She herself had been beaten to a point of being unrecognizable, her face swollen and bruised, causing the audience to burst into laughter.
"A fight?" Ye Shu said with disdain, "Don't judge others by your Han family's standards. Do you think I would stoop to violence at my own wedding?"
