Chapter 13
She raised her head in surprise and caught a glimpse of his nonchalant side face, as if encouraging her not to be afraid.

"If Jian Ge hadn't been studying abroad for a few years and her engagement had been postponed, do you think you would still be here?!"

Huang's mother was still chattering about something, while Gu Cheng at the side was still obedient, occasionally comforting her and saying something that showed her generosity.

Huang's father frowned impatiently, looked at He Xuechu, and approached straight, his sword eyebrows were similar to Huang Jiange's, and his seriousness made people shudder.

"Huang Jiange, if you still recognize me as your father, I will order you to divorce this woman immediately!"

Before the words were finished, the originally noisy hall suddenly paused for a few seconds. Mother Huang quickly turned to look at Huang Jiange, and everyone looked over.

He Xuechu bit her lower lip hard, threatening with such a reason... who could... would he give up on himself...?

The moment I closed my eyes, I seemed to be waiting for the trial to begin.

Until his calm words sounded, he couldn't go around in the huge space.

"No, I will not fail my wife," he said.

He Xuechu was about to sink into it.

Father Huang's eyes darkened in disbelief.

Huang's mother on the side finally couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at her son with disappointment in her eyes.

"You want money!!" She stepped forward and grabbed He Xuechu's arm with such force that she was already screaming.

"Here you are!" The woman picked up a few bank cards in her bag, and threw them at He Xuechu's body angrily. Her tone was no longer questioning, but just venting. "It's all for you! Is this enough? This money is enough for you for a lifetime, can you let me leave my son?"

He Xuechu endured the humiliation, clenched her teeth, and watched his parents as if they were going to swallow her alive, and grabbed her palm tightly.

"Uncle and aunt... I am not with Jian Ge because of his background. Since I am already his wife, I will take good care of him..."

Huang Jiange on the side suddenly grabbed her, and He Xuechu looked up at Huang Jiange's tense side face, blunt outline, and dark face, which seemed to be about to explode.

"Please respect my wife."

His voice was neither low nor high, but extremely intimidating.

Huang Jiange tensed her throbbing veins, she didn't expect that she could endure her parents' humiliation for her own sake, and couldn't help feeling distressed.

Huang's mother had never seen Huang Jiange at this moment, protecting He Xuechu like a wild beast.

"What's so good about her, let you protect this woman like this? It's just a second-hand item that some people don't want, and it's so rare for you to pick it up?!"

"Shut up!" Huang Jiange yelled in a low voice, causing the people present to tremble for a moment, turned around, held He Xuechu by his arm, and didn't even look at the people around him.

"Let's go." After saying that, he was about to take a step forward without any hesitation.

Father Huang's chest heaved in anger, and when he saw that his son, who had been obedient and sensible, was about to leave, he yelled "How dare you!".

Huang Jiange paused slightly when he heard the words, and stood where he was for only a second, but held her hand even harder, even sweating.

He looked back with indifferent eyes: "You don't respect my wife, so I don't need to look at you. I will not leave this marriage no matter what, so don't think about it."

He Xuechu was led all the way by him, and suddenly felt that with him around, her sky became brighter.

……

Time goes by day by day...

The spearhead of the company's gossip finally moved away from her, and pointed at the company's newly signed artist——Lu Motian.

(End of this chapter)

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