After being separated from my family, I became a darling of the military region thanks to my medical

Gu Zheng's address, "Mrs. Gu," was like a feather brushing against her earlobe, the heat making her ears tingle.

Ye Zhen's face remained calm, she only glanced at him with her clear and cold eyes, but a smile that she couldn't hide appeared in her eyes.

Gu Zheng's heart fluttered, and he tightened his grip on her hand.

Gu Jianjun enthusiastically pulled Ye's parents inside, exclaiming, "Brother, come in and sit down! I need to see for myself how well these guys have arranged things!"

The two elders of the Ye family were half-heartedly dragged along by him. When they passed the Lin family of three, the three of them froze on the spot like stone statues, their faces ashen. Zhao Shuya bit her lip hard, her nails digging into her flesh. Lin Weiguo lowered his head, not even having the courage to look up.

Only Lin Wan, nailed to the contemptuous gaze, had hatred burning in her eyes as she stared intently at Ye Zhen, who was being protected by Gu Zheng.

Why should she be the main character today?

The wedding banquet was held in the guesthouse's main hall, with red tablecloths and white chair covers, simple yet solemn.

When Ye Zhen changed into her wedding dress and walked into the hall arm in arm with Gu Zheng, the entire hall fell silent instantly.

She was very thin, but her pristine white wedding dress exuded a powerful aura. Her back was ramrod straight, like a poplar tree in the snow. The presence of the man beside her softened even her usually aloof features.

"The bride is so beautiful..."

"She and Commander Gu look so good together."

Amid the whispers of the guests, a discordant snort escaped.

In a corner of the auditorium, a smartly dressed woman in military uniform occupied a table by herself, obsessing over the four-happiness meatballs in front of her.

Song Sisi used the tip of her chopsticks to grind the meatball bit by bit, muttering to herself in a low voice that only she could hear.

"I'll beat you up, Gu Zheng, so you won't marry me!" The tip of the chopsticks pierced the meatball hard.

"I'll beat you up, you heartless bastard! You just throw away twenty years of friendship like that!" He stabbed her again with his chopsticks.

"You ungrateful wretch!" She treated the now-disfigured meatball as Gu Zheng, poking, grinding, and slicing it as if performing a silent, slow torture. Twenty years of childhood sweethearts, and today he married someone else; it would be a lie to say she wasn't heartbroken.

Lin Wan managed to compose herself in the bathroom, changed out of the dress that Zhao Shuya had placed high hopes on, and put on a plain white shirt to make herself look more delicate and innocent.

Holding a glass of orange juice, she moved among the guests like a hunter in a high-stakes game, searching for any prey that could turn the tide.

She quickly noticed the incongruous figure in the corner. The woman was dressed in military uniform, exuding a commanding presence, and her displeasure was almost palpable.

"Hey, isn't that Song Sisi, the daughter of Deputy Commander Song? I heard she and Commander Gu are a couple..."

"That's right, we grew up together, who knew that someone would suddenly appear out of nowhere."

The whispers of family members at the next table reached Lin Wan's ears clearly.

Song Sisi! Gu Zheng's childhood sweetheart!

Lin Wan's eyes lit up. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. She had found her ally!

She took a deep breath, composed herself, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears. Holding the glass of orange juice, she moved gracefully and quietly sat down next to Song Sisi.

"Sister Sisi," her voice was low and soft, her words filled with carefully crafted sympathy and resentment—a textbook example of a manipulative woman's speech, "Don't be sad. It's all my sister's fault; she's always liked to steal other people's things since she was little..."

Song Sisi paused for a moment, raised her eyelids, and gave her a cold glance, as if she were looking at a buzzing fly.

Lin Wan felt a chill run down her spine from that gaze, but the die was cast. Ignoring Song Sisi's coldness, she continued in that tearful tone, "When I was little, she stole my mother's love. Now that I'm grown up, she's stolen my fiancé... Sister Sisi, she ruined everything for me, and now she's trying to ruin your happiness. I see her so successful today, and then I look at you... I really, really feel sorry for you!"

Every word he uttered was precisely calculated, intended to provoke Song Sisi's jealousy and anger.

With a "snap".

Song Sisi slammed her chopsticks down on the table, the sound clearly audible even in the noisy auditorium.

Lin Wan was secretly delighted: "They've taken the bait! Go and cause a ruckus! The bigger the ruckus, the better!"

Song Sisi turned her head, her eyes flashing with a sharp light. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Wan's wrist, which was holding the cup. Her grip was incredibly strong; years of training had honed her strength so that her fingers were like iron clamps, tightly gripping Lin Wan's wrist.

Lin Wan cried out in pain, her face turning deathly pale. The glass in her hand shook violently, spilling some orange juice.

"What do you know?" Song Sisi's eyes were fierce, her voice not loud, but it carried a chilling pressure. "Gu Zheng and I have had a 20-year relationship! I lost because Ye Zhen is strong enough! Strong enough that I'm completely convinced!"

She grabbed Lin Wan's wrist, dragging her forward until she was close, and roared, word by word, "And what about you? What are you anyway? All you do is cry and play the moral blackmail game, using men as your lifeline! Let me tell you, you're not even worthy to carry my sister Zhenzhen's shoes!"

Lin Wan was stunned by her fierce and domineering aura, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She instinctively tried to explain, "I didn't... I just felt sorry for you... We're the same..."

"Shut up!" Song Sisi interrupted her sharply, her eyes practically overflowing with contempt. "My sister Zhenzhen's medical skills can snatch people from the jaws of death! And you? What can you do besides cry?"

"Sister Zhenzhen?"

The address was like a thunderbolt, exploding in Lin Wan's mind. She was completely stunned, unable to believe her ears. Weren't they rivals in love? How could they... how could they call each other so intimately?

"But...but she stole Brother Gu Zheng..." Lin Wan was still making a last-ditch effort, trying to wake up this "ally".

"Heh." Song Sisi let out a cold laugh full of disdain, looking at her as if she were looking at an unreasonable idiot.

The next second, Song Sisi could no longer bear it, and she snatched the cup from Lin Wan's hand, her wrist trembling—

"Splash!"

A glass of icy, sticky orange juice gave Lin Wan a thorough, "cooling" experience from head to toe.

The yellow liquid quickly soaked through her white shirt, leaving large, ugly stains. A few pieces of fruit clung miserably to her hair, dripping down her cheeks, sticky and a truly pitiful sight.

All eyes in the auditorium were once again focused on this.

Song Sisi stood up, her military boots making a dull thud on the floor. She looked down at the soaking wet Lin Wan, chin held high, her voice clear and loud, ensuring everyone present could hear her perfectly:

"I lost to her, I admit it! Because Ye Zhen deserves it!"

"You're the kind of person who only knows how to gossip behind men's backs; you're not even qualified to be her opponent!"

After saying that, she didn't even glance at Lin Wan, straightened her military uniform collar, and strode away.

Lin Wan stood frozen in place.

The gazes cast from all directions, a mixture of disdain, mockery, and schadenfreude, felt like countless needles pricking her.

Humiliation, anger, resentment... a mix of emotions surged within her, burning her insides with pain. Her vision blurred, her ears rang, and she felt as if the whole world was mocking her foolishness and overestimation of her abilities.