Kuang Ye was wearing a well-tailored gray-blue suit. His handsome features and slender figure didn’t match at all with the rumors about him being rough, uncouth, and someone who hadn’t even gone to college. Especially his hand holding the wine glass—long, fair, with distinct knuckles—under the bright lights, even the faint veins on the back of his hand were visible, making it a dream for hand enthusiasts.

A sarcastic smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he stepped away, looking for a quieter corner. However, unexpectedly, he ran into his mother, Zhou Yun, on the way.

Zhou Yun’s expression was one of displeasure.

“Mu Wan probably won’t show up today. I told you before that Mu Wan likes Shuyu. But your father insisted on pushing the engagement onto you,” Zhou Yun said, clearly irritated. “Now look at this, both families have lost so much face.”

Kuang Ye’s gaze darkened slightly, but then he smirked, his aristocratic demeanor transforming into a more rebellious, almost provocative one. “If she doesn’t come, then she doesn’t. Anyway, the guests here are either rich or influential. Does it really matter if we’re missing one meal?”

He paused for a moment, then added, “Or, I could go up on the stage and organize a 5v5 game for everyone. The winning team gets a kiss from the future Mrs. Kuang?”

Zhou Yun gritted her teeth, furious. “Stop bringing your unsavory nonsense into these occasions.”

Kuang Ye shrugged, looking nonchalant. “I gave you an idea, and you didn’t listen. You’re really hard to please.”

Zhou Yun was about to explode with rage, her chest heaving in frustration. She was on the verge of fainting.

“Mum, what’s wrong?” Suddenly, a man dressed in a white tailcoat with an elegant demeanor approached. He gently supported Zhou Yun, disapprovingly looking at Kuang Ye.

“Xiao Ye, Mum has heart problems. You really shouldn’t keep making her angry.”

People around them nodded in agreement. This adopted son seemed to care more than the biological one.

Kuang Ye took a small ceramic pill bottle from his pocket. “Don’t worry, I brought some emergency heart medicine,” he said casually.

The crowd stood there in stunned silence, unsure whether he was being serious or just playing around.

Zhou Yun was too embarrassed to admit that this unruly son was actually hers. She turned her face away, grabbing Kuang Shuyu’s arm, and quickly walked off.

Kuang Ye watched their retreating figures, opened the bottle of emergency heart medicine, popped a pill into his mouth, chewed it, and then casually walked to the side.

Time passed slowly.

As the engagement ceremony was about to end in the bride’s runaway, the face of Grandfather Kuang turned pale with anger, while Mu Wan’s parents also looked displeased. However, more sarcastic, disdainful, and contemptuous gazes were directed at Kuang Ye. The real young master had been overshadowed by the fake one, and his fiancée had run off with someone else. It was truly pitiful. Just as Kuang’s father was about to grab the microphone and announce the cancellation of the engagement, the villa’s large doors opened. Mu Wan, dressed in a bright red dress, with her black hair cascading like a waterfall and her beauty resembling a red rose, walked in. She was out of breath and said, “Sorry… there was a traffic jam on the way… I’m late.”

The villa suddenly fell silent.

In a corner of the banquet, a pair of jet-black eyes lifted abruptly. Mu Wan didn’t care how surprised everyone was. She thought to herself, At least I made it in time. She took a deep breath, calming her racing heart from the intense run.

Kuang’s father and mother relaxed their expressions, and Wang Lan walked over, mildly reproaching her, “You’re late for your engagement. Later, go and apologize properly to Grandpa Kuang and Xiao Ye.”

Mu Wan linked arms with her mother, looking at her dark hair, and her nose ached. She almost burst into tears. In her previous life, after she was kidnapped, the kidnappers demanded an astronomical ransom from the Mu family, causing the entire Mu Corporation to go bankrupt. Yet, the kidnappers still tore up the ransom ticket. Her mother was heartbroken and turned white-haired overnight. Her father and brother were wracked with guilt, and the whole family fell apart.

Her voice trembled, “Mom, I’ll listen to you from now on and won’t be willful anymore.”

Wang Lan tapped her forehead. Thinking about how her little girl was about to get engaged, her eyes also became moist. She scolded with a hint of affection, “As long as you don’t cause trouble, that’s enough.” Then, she quietly added, “Regarding the rumors about Kuang Ye, your brother checked them out, and they were all fabricated by people. He’s a good kid; don’t be biased.”

Mu Wan nodded. Her mother had said the same thing in her previous life, but she hadn’t paid attention, thinking it was just an excuse to persuade her to marry. But now, reflecting on it, how could her family, who loved her so much, ever want her to be with a bad person?

When she reached the center of the banquet, Mu Wan sincerely apologized to Grandfather Kuang. He assumed she was really late and scolded her a bit but wasn’t truly angry. Mu Wan scanned the room and saw Kuang Ye standing alone on the half-open balcony, holding his phone. His eyes were red. As his tense emotions finally relaxed, Mu Wan felt a sense of relief. He’s still alive.

Kuang Shuyu noticed Mu Wan’s arrival and a strange look flashed in his eyes. He smiled gently and walked toward her to greet her. “Wan wan—” His smile froze on his face as Mu Wan bypassed him and directly walked toward Kuang Ye in the corner. She extended her hand and said, “Let’s introduce ourselves. My name is Mu Wan, your fiancée.”

Kuang Ye was found at the age of 18, and even in her past life, this wasn’t the first time Mu Wan had seen him. But because she studied abroad and was closer to Kuang Shuyu and Kuang Xingran, her interactions with Kuang Ye had been rare. That’s why, when her soul was floating after her death and she saw Kuang Ye avenging her, she was so surprised.

Kuang Ye’s expression showed a hint of surprise. He looked at Mu Wan for a while, unsure, before finally reaching out to shake her hand. “Hello, I’m Kuang Ye, your… fiancé?”