When the news of Chen Xin's marriage. Ji Lin and I had just met each other's parents.

　　My mom only found out about Ji Lin's identity then, and her eyes looked at Ji Lin as if she had seen a delicious braised pork.

　　She complained that I didn't tell her about Ji Lin's identity earlier, otherwise she wouldn't have performed poorly that day.

　　I said even if we performed well next time, it would be the same.

　　Unexpectedly, the opportunity came so quickly.

　　As relatives, we had to attend Chen Xin's wedding.

　　My mom initially didn't want to go, but after finding out Ji Lin's identity, she not only went but also dressed up.

　　According to tradition, there was a family banquet the day before the wedding.

　　When we arrived at the hotel private room, a group of relatives were surrounding Chen Xin, flattering her and asking her to arrange jobs for their children.

　　Chen Xin laughed so hard that all the wrinkles on her face showed.

　　"I've remembered everything you said.

　　After the wedding, I'll talk to my husband and have him arrange everything for you." For a while, the relatives praised her as if it didn't cost a thing.

　　Only our family remained indifferent, completely out of place in this environment.

　　Chen Xin finally noticed us and walked over in high heels.

　　"Jiang Ran, I thought you wouldn't come." I smiled without smiling, "I haven't seen your husband yet, but he must be coming." Chen Xin narrowed her eyes, "I advise you not to have ideas about my husband.

　　Although he is a prince, he is virtuous.

　　He has only had me all these years." I nodded, "So where is your prince of a husband?" Chen Xin pointed to a slightly chubby young man not too far away, "There, it's him."

　　"This person looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them.

　　I pretended to play with my phone, took a photo of that man, and sent it to Jilin.

　　Jilin didn't reply immediately.

　　Suddenly, my mother laughed out loud and said, 'Him? The Prince of the Hong Kong entertainment circle? Take a look at him, does he look like someone from a wealthy family?' My aunt overheard this and immediately got angry.

　　'Are you here to cause trouble or attend the wedding? If you despise our family so much, why don't you just not come?' My mother now had a lot of confidence and said, 'I didn't want to come, but I wanted to see how thick-skinned your family is, casually calling someone a prince without fear of being exposed.' My aunt's face darkened and she said, 'He is the prince.

　　Why should I be afraid of being exposed?' My mother replied, 'He's not.' 'He's not the Prince of the Hong Kong entertainment circle, is it possible your daughter's boyfriend is?' My mother was shocked and asked, 'How do you know?' My aunt's face completely darkened, and she was about to fight with my mother, accusing her of trying to steal her son-in-law and shouting about cutting ties with our family.

　　My mother didn't back down and said she was vain, taking the opportunity to grab my aunt's hair.

　　My aunt didn't have much hair to begin with, and a small bald spot appeared on her head.

　　My mother noticed and was excited to pull her hair again, but fortunately, my dad intervened and pulled her away, saving my aunt from harm.

　　While comforting my mother, Jilin called me.

　　I left the private room to answer the call.

　　He said that Chenxin's husband is the son of his family's driver and occasionally fills in for the driver.

　　I was stunned.

　　After thinking carefully, it made sense.

　　Although Chenxin is materialistic, she's not foolish.

　　There must be something that made her believe in her husband's words, which is why she has complete trust in his identity.

　　In that case, it makes sense why she was able to obtain the video of our gathering last time.

　　Jilin said to leave it to me to handle.

　　I thought they were at least relatives, so I decided to remind them.

　　As I walked to the corner, I suddenly heard someone making a phone call.

　　It was Chenxin's husband.

　　He whispered, 'Dad, please help me one more time.

　　After we get married, even if Chenxin regrets it, it will be too late.' I didn't know what the other person said, but he seemed anxious and said, 'Her two uncles don't have sons.

　　If we have a son, their family's wealth will become ours...

　　Dad, please help me one more time.' Back in the private room, I sat in the corner and stared at my aunt's family with gloomy eyes.

　　I'm not dead yet, and they already want to wipe us out.

　　Who gave them the audacity to think that our family's business will belong to them in the future? I originally wanted to tell them the true identity of Chenxin's boyfriend, but now I've changed my mind.

　　Not only that, I have a new idea!