After the empress transmigrated, she became the judge of the entertainment industry.

Chapter 371 So he still can't let her go?

Ye Wanyin was supposed to turn her back when throwing the bouquet, but before that, she glanced at the audience.

Her gaze swept past the crowd below the stage, whose expressions were a mixture of genuine and feigned anticipation, and landed on Ye Sanqing's table. There, she caught a glimpse of Ye Sanqing's subtle movements under the table, as well as her whispering with Sheng Hanyu.

Ye Wanyin thought the same as the onlookers; she also believed that Ye Sanqing would definitely come forward to snatch the bouquet, otherwise her purpose of bringing a man to the event would not be achieved.

Ye Sanqing, however, seemed completely unconcerned about what she was doing.

That's one thing, but it's not the first or second time that she and Sheng Hanyu have been talking as if no one else is around, and Ye Wanyin has actually gotten a little used to it.

What's even more infuriating is that the other people at the table didn't move an inch either.

Ye Wanyin felt humiliated once again.

Even though everyone had their own reasons, in Ye Wanyin's eyes, no woman was not eager to get married. They must have hated her to the extreme to deliberately choose not to catch the bouquet.

Gong Yao was one thing, but Ye Wanyin didn't remember offending Yu Canling and Cheng Yiguan.

That won't do. I'd better try to build a relationship with them when we're toasting later...

Ye Wanyin's gaze swept to the table next to her, and she saw Cheng Yanye... Who was the person wearing a mask next to Cheng Yanye?

Is there anyone else in the world besides Sheng Hanyu who likes to wear a mask when attending public events?

But his handsome features and a hint of familiarity were also evident in his eyes and brows.

Ye Wanyin had read Fu Shaojing's information, but she didn't connect it to this place at the moment.

There was nothing else to notice at this table. She glanced at the group of concubines from the Lu family and felt annoyed.

Old Master Lu has no shame whatsoever; there's clearly someone at the table who's younger than Ye Wanyin herself...

Moreover, the expressions on their faces varied: some were mocking, some were belittling, and some were fake smiles; none of them were genuinely happy.

The youngest one, the Ninth Concubine, noticed Ye Wanyin's gaze, gave her a cold smile, and raised her hand, on which a diamond larger than a pigeon egg sparkled.

Ye Wanyin thought to herself, "You're so smug about marrying an old man. Besides, it's not even a real marriage. You have no status or title, yet you're still showing off..."

But the brilliance of the diamond also stung Ye Wanyin's eyes.

Her gaze shifted back to Cheng Yanye. Sure enough, men's words are not to be trusted. This man had been tearing into her on Weibo before, so why is he pretending to be affectionate here?

Could it be that he still can't let go of her?

Ye Wanyin had an idea, so she turned around and threw her bouquet in Cheng Yanye's direction.

A commotion erupted below. Ye Wanyin composed herself before turning back to face the guests, but the result was unexpected.

A foreign woman held her bouquet high and burst into hearty laughter.

Her demeanor was completely devoid of words like shyness or coyness; rather, it resembled that of a boxer who had just won her trophy…

Actually, Ye Wanyin didn't see it; her action of grabbing the flower was actually a rebound attempt... which is why everyone was making a fuss.

Ye Wanyin's expression was almost cracked.

No, where did you come from?

She glanced at Cheng Yanye, who was completely oblivious to the situation, and thought to herself that they would have to resort to Plan B.

Foreign women were naturally invited to come up on stage.

She had long, wavy red hair, wore a form-fitting, low-V dress with bright red sequins, and paired it with red-soled shoes.

At first glance, I thought she was there to go clubbing...

And probably because she's a foreigner, she doesn't understand the rule that brides can't wear red. She just walked up there so casually and even winked at the audience.

The emcee could tell at a glance that she was the type who could liven up the atmosphere, so regardless of her status, he immediately invited her up to speak.

"I'm so happy today! Thank you! Thank you all!"

The foreign woman didn't seem to speak very good Chinese, only managing a few short sentences, but she was very enthusiastic, immediately giving Lu Wangqian and Ye Wanyin a big hug each.

Ye Wanyin noticed a subtle hint of disdain on Lu Wangqian's face, but he quickly concealed it.

Ye Wanyin acted very friendly and wished the other party a speedy marriage, but in her heart she was cursing, "Stupid foreigner, he doesn't know any manners at all. He's dressed in red and he still comes up here. Is it your wedding or mine?"

Mona was clearly unaware of this; she took the microphone and began to speak in English.

"Edmund, you can't refuse my proposal this time."

She smiled and pointed the bouquet at Edmund from afar.

But her posture made it seem as if she was holding a gun, not a flower.

All eyes turned to Edmund. Some envied his good fortune with women, some were completely baffled, and others wondered why a foreigner had suddenly stolen the spotlight.

Edmund remained calm, offering a restrained smile as he raised his glass to the women on stage. "Mona, don't joke around. There are plenty of talented young men here for you to choose from today."

Mona didn't seem to mind at all, she just smiled and said directly, "Since Edmund has said so, then everyone is welcome to have an in-depth discussion with me."

There was an uproar below.

Who would have thought that such a bold statement could be heard at a wedding banquet in the old-fashioned Lu family?

And wasn't her male companion still there...? Everyone looked at Edmund with suspicion, but his meaning was quite clear: Mona could choose any other man she wanted.

You've become this open-minded?!

Old Master Lu was clearly not satisfied with the situation. He seemed about to lose his temper, but after Lu Mingye whispered a few words of persuasion, Old Master Lu's expression softened.

“Sir Heinrich…” Mu Zimo clearly had a question, and he asked in a low voice, “You and Miss Mona…”

Mu Zimo's attendance at this wedding was, of course, for a reason.

He hadn't planned to do this, since he wanted to clean up his family's name and get rid of their Mafia identity. Getting involved with the Lu family at this time wasn't a good choice.

But... just two days before the wedding, he learned that Edmund Heinrich would also be attending.

Moreover, the woman accompanying him was Miss Mona, which was the real reason Mu Zimo came.

A land dispute arose between him and Mona... over the territory they owned, and Mu Zimo had to handle it.

Edmund is not a member of the Mafia; his main business is in high-end medical devices. Mona, however, has a much broader scope.

I don't know why the Lu family invited them here.

“Reality is nothing but an illusion…” Edmund maintained his perfect smile, turned slightly, and raised his glass to him. “Although it lasts a very long time.”

Mu Zimo politely raised his glass, inwardly thinking, "Oh no, I've run into a riddle master."

Why are you quoting Einstein out of the blue?

But even if Edmund was speaking in riddles, he actually understood them.

It's likely that these two weren't lovers, but rather in a relationship based on some kind of exchange of benefits.

After all, don't let Mona's red outfit fool you; her nickname is "Black Widow"...

Mu Zimo glanced at the few young men in the arena who were eager to try, and mentally crossed himself out for them.