"Mr. Lien, Mrs Lien, why are you here?"
The Tang Family looked at them, their expressions drastically changing, especially Ms Tang, whose gaze was extremely vigilant and guarded, completely different from the dignified and virtuous demeanor of usual, as if she had become a different person.
"Hehehe, if we hadn't come, we wouldn't have known that you used such despicable means, claiming your eldest son is still alive and holding the wedding as planned. Why didn't you tell us Tang Zhiyang is already dead?"
Lien Wenhe sneered, angrily accusing them.
"No, my son is not dead!"
Ms Tang was even more agitated than they were, her eyes bloodshot as she roared, "He's always been by my side, and will always be with us. Lien Zhiyuan grew up with him, and their marriage was arranged since childhood; she's destined to be Zhiyang's wife, they are meant to be together, no matter life or death!"
Slap!
