The bride, Sun Rui, also heard the commotion and walked out from the dressing room. Seeing Yang Lin introducing himself, she immediately furrowed her brow and complained to Ma Rui beside her,
"Hubby, what's the deal with your classmate? How did he offend the big young master of Chang Kong Group? Isn't he overstepping? Hurry and get your classmate out of here. Don't let him embarrass us anymore, okay?"
"Excuse me, let me through."
Ma Rui made his way through the crowd directly, "Young Master Yang, I'm truly sorry for the poor reception."
"Who are you to speak here? Get lost."
Yang Lin coldly glanced at Ma Rui, who felt a loss of face being scolded, yet he couldn't afford to provoke the people from Chang Kong Group as even their smallest part exceeded his own stature.
"I am the groom of this wedding, a friend of Tong Qian; I invited her here," Ma Rui tried to explain as he brought Tong Qian over. Yang Lin just responded with an "Oh."
