You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

A few short confirmation beeps came from the black military walkie-talkie.

The heavy armored vehicle tracks rolled over the speed bumps, making a teeth-grinding screeching sound.

The eagle didn't look down again.

I rolled up the car window and stepped on the gas.

This enormous steel behemoth, with its unstoppable power, continued to carve out an absolutely safe passage ahead.

Inside the main wedding car.

The black Knight XV SUV was so smooth that not even a cup of water would spill.

The carriage was filled with a faint scent of white roses.

Shen Wanzhou leaned on Chen Yuan's shoulder.

The ears, covered by Chen Yuan's warm hands, could only hear the steady, powerful heartbeat from the man's chest.

Thump, thump.

It completely blocked out those few seconds of ear-piercing screams and sudden braking sounds from outside.

"What... happened just now?"

Her soft, sweet voice rang out in the carriage, tinged with a hint of dazed surprise.

Her fair fingers unconsciously tugged at the lapel of Chen Yuan's bespoke suit.

"It's nothing, there was a pothole on the road ahead, and the eagle went around it."

Chen Yuan's voice was deep and calm, without a trace of emotion.

He released his hand from the girl's ears and casually brushed his fingertips against her delicate cheek.

"Sleep a little longer, we'll be there soon."

Shen Wanzhou nodded obediently.

She snuggled even deeper into his arms, like a kitten that had found a safe haven.

Outside the car window, the privacy glass filtered out the glaring sunlight.

The convoy drove along Financial Avenue in a grand procession, as if the crazy woman who had tried to risk her life for attention had never existed.

At this time.

On the side side of Financial Avenue, in the sewer used to discharge urban sewage.

The air was filled with a nauseating sour smell and a pungent chemical smell of engine oil.

"Sweet Cat" is kneeling in waist-deep black water.

That once bright red, low-cut dress was now soaked in foul-smelling mud.

It clung heavily to my body.

She looked up, peering through the gap in the long, narrow iron manhole cover above the sewer.

He stared intently at the wide asphalt road above him.

Rumbling--

The ground began to tremble violently.

Dust and small pebbles from the top of the sewer fell down with a soft patter.

It hit her hair and face.

It even fell into her mouth, which was agape in terror.

She didn't even have the strength to spit it out.

in view.

The Knight XV, with its pure gold star totem hanging on the hood, resembled a moving black palace.

He exudes an aura of supreme authority.

It rolled smoothly, slowly, yet irresistibly over the gap.

The large, thick, run-flat tires rolled past the edge of the iron fence.

That oppressive feeling, like Mount Tai pressing down on you.

Even through a thick iron plate, the woman in the sewer still felt a chill run down her spine.

Followed by.

It's the second one, the third one...

A total of ninety-nine top-of-the-line limited-edition supercars.

Pagani, Bugatti, Koenigsegg.

Luxury cars, which are rarely seen at auto shows, now look like cheap mass-produced cars.

They drove over her head in two neat rows.

The roar of the twelve-cylinder engines mingled together, creating a deafening sonic boom.

The shaking caused ripples to spread through the sewage in the sewers.

"This...this is impossible..."

She was soaking in the icy, dirty water.

He clung tightly to the moss-covered brick wall with both hands.

His eyeballs bulged outwards due to extreme jealousy and despair.

It was covered with hideous red blood vessels.

Is this really the poor housekeeper who only knows how to stir-fry in the kitchen and was kicked away by his ex-girlfriend?

This kind of spectacle is enough to paralyze the traffic in the entire Jianghai City.

Even the mayor's official travels don't involve such a grand procession!

"ah--!"

A loud and enthusiastic cheer suddenly erupted from both sides of the road.

It pierced through the thick concrete layer and went straight into her ear.

"Congratulations on your marriage, Mr. Chen! May you have a long and happy life together!"

"Chairwoman Shen is the most beautiful! Long live Star Venture Capital!"

Tens of thousands of Jianghai residents crowded on both sides of the cordon.

Waving colorful ribbons and banners in their hands.

The earth-shaking blessings came in waves, like a tsunami.

Accompanied by the roar of huge rotors cutting through the air.

More than a dozen heavy helicopters painted with the Star Venture Capital logo.

Forming a neat V-shaped formation, they whizzed past at low altitude.

The cabin door opened.

Millions of top-quality Bulgarian white rose petals.

It was like a flurry of fragrant snowflakes falling from the sky.

It drifted down from the sky in a graceful, flowing manner.

The entire Financial Avenue was instantly transformed into a long, pure white flower-covered corridor.

Petals fell on the windshield of the sports car and into the cheering crowd.

A few leaves drifted in the breeze.

We passed through the long, narrow gap in the iron fence of the sewer.

It floated down lightly.

One of the delicate petals was covered in dew.

It landed squarely on the female internet celebrity's face, which was covered in mud and tears.

The petals exude an expensive, fresh, natural fragrance.

It mingled with the pungent, putrid smell of the sewers.

This creates a wonderfully ironic contrast.

She stared blankly at the petal.

I remember standing in the sunlight just a few tens of minutes ago.

They dreamed of forcing the car team to stop by staging an accident, using the opportunity to climb the social ladder or become famous overnight.

She thought that rich people would care about their reputation and would pay money to settle things.

Little did they know that in the face of absolute power and bottom lines...

Her scheming is like that of a clown.

It's not even as good as a speck of dust on someone else's car tire.

They didn't even roll down the car window; they just used an armored vehicle to force her into this ditch.

If she hadn't been so greedy.

If she had just stayed quietly as an unknown person online...

Now, she might still be able to stand in the crowd, take a picture of this grand wedding, and post it on her WeChat Moments.

But now, all her accounts have been permanently banned.

My leg is broken too.

It can only be like a bedbug that can't stand the light.

Soaking in the mud, listening to the praises of others reaching the top of the world.

Regret is like a rusty, dull knife.

It tugged at her already fragile nerves again and again.

My stomach was churning, and acidic water mixed with muddy water was surging up my throat.

She opened her mouth and gagged a few times, but nothing came out.

My face was covered in cold sweat and tears.

The female internet celebrity shivered in the stinking ditch, looked up at the falling rose petals above her head, and finally shed tears of regret for her foolishness.