Everyone turned toward the door again.
Another voice had cut through the chaos—loud and powerful.
"I would like to see who can force my wife into a wedding!"
The whole room froze.
A tall man in a black suit stepped in through the open door. His eyes were sharp, and his face was calm—but everyone could feel the storm behind him.
It was Yu Shuchang.
Gasps filled the air.
"Her… wife?!"
"Did he say wife?!"
Sheng Yin's eldest brother's mouth fell open. "W-What?!"
Yu Shuchang walked toward them without hurrying.
Behind him, a group of people in suits followed—lawyers, reporters, even some bodyguards of his own.
The guards holding Sheng Yin suddenly froze. Yu Holea had already used the talismans to stop them, and now Yu Shuchang stood in front of them.
He looked at the guards. "Let her go."
The guards dropped their hands immediately. They looked scared now.
Sheng Yin stumbled a little, and Yu Shuchang caught her gently.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice soft now.
