The Substitute Bride - Yizhan

Chapter Eighteen 💐

"You heard me, Shen Guangshan. And if you wish to witness our wedding..." Yibo tilted his head and gave a mocking smile, "you are invited."

Shen Guangshan stared in shock, speechless for a moment. Zhan's face turned red as he panicked fearing that Shen might have a heart problem and faint.

But then that would be poetic justice, wouldn't it?

"Are you mad?" Shen Guangshan asked after a moment of staring intently at Yibo. "How could you marry your secretary..." Shen Guangshan shot a look at Zhan "...when the wedding is supposed to be between you and Zhou Fei?"

"I've already canceled my wedding with Zhou Fei, Shen Guangshan," Yibo replied nonchalantly, as if canceling it was just like canceling a business appointment.

"Yibo, do you know what you're saying?"

"Didn't you and Zhou Fei expect that I would postpone our wedding? Well, this time, I have entirely canceled any wedding between me and your daughter. I am marrying Zhan. The one who is worthy of my name."

"You can't do this, Yibo!" Despite the cold air-conditioning, sweat formed on Shen Guangshan's forehead. "Zhou Fei isn't canceling your wedding. She's only asking for the wedding to be postponed by a few days."

"Come on, Shen Guangshan," Yibo said in a dangerous tone. "Don't take me for a fool. I've let you and your daughter do that to me on several occasions because of the friendship between our families. You're aware that Zhou Fei's agent called about a gig in Paris, and you also know that your daughter accepted the offer. But you never mentioned it to me... or to my mom. And you even agreed to let us go ahead with distributing the wedding invitations to our friends."

"I-I wasn't aware of the distribution of the invitations-" Shen Guangshan trailed off when he saw Yibo's eyes gradually narrowing. He immediately retracted his words. "Oh, well, I guess... Perhaps that's why Zhou Fei agreed to it because she can return without delay. What she was asking was a few days postponement. One week..."

Yibo remained silent, glaring at the old man through gritted teeth. Shen Guangshan reached into his pocket for a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face. Afterward, he moved toward the swivel chair and sat facing Yibo. It appeared as if his strength had drained away.

"More than anyone else, you should be the one to understand, Yibo. You can't deny my daughter... your future wife, for crying out loud, that chance of a lifetime! She had been dreaming of going to Milan and model for the famous luxury brands. We both thought that you'd be proud of her... " Shen Guangshan was explaining frantically.

"There is no need for a long explanation, Shen Guangshan. Whatever you and your daughter do, my wedding with Zhou Fei will no longer happen."

"Can't you be a little bit reasonable? If it's the wedding invitations you're concerned about, how about calling those who received the invitations to simply change the wedding date, because Zhou Fei will be back in a week. If I need to be the one to call and explain, I will," Shen Guangshan continued explaining, wiping the sweat from his forehead again.

"It doesn't matter. Mom has already canceled the earlier invitations. Instead, she sent out new ones and personally handed out the invitation cards." Yibo's voice had a dismissive tone toward the elderly man.

Yibo stood up and approached Zhan. "Get ready, sweetheart..."

"You can't embarrass us like this, Yibo! You can't marry another out of spite. It isn't fair."

Zhan winced. Shen Guangshan pointed out his very own thoughts days ago.

"Fair?" Yibo angrily turned to him. "You and your daughter do not know the meaning of the word even if it hits you both in your noses! And what you're saying isn't the reason why Zhan and I are getting married, Shen Guangshan."