Chapter 166: Nan Jiaojiao Has Vanished from the Human World

“There’s no mistake, I had someone stationed at the door to detain Nan Jiaojiao the moment she arrives.

Without her, the Shen Family can’t possibly let Shen Shichu marry alone, especially since they care so much about appearances.

Besides, the wedding invitation doesn’t have any names on it; he’s left himself an out from the beginning.”

Lin Shuyun was inseparable from her mobile phone, constantly waiting for news.

Her face hardened with determination, as she gritted her teeth; she was plotting against her own daughter.

The door slammed open, and in came Shen Shichu, dressed in a white suit, his face cold.

He closed the door so forcefully that even the windows trembled.

His eyes were fixed on Ye Shiqing as he strode over and immediately questioned, “Did you do something to Nan Jiaojiao?”

Ye Shiqing was so frightened she couldn’t think straight.

At his question, tears began to fall, “I didn’t, and I don’t know where my sister has gone either.”

“After I left this morning, it was just you and her at the Mountain Water Bay villa.”

“She didn’t let me follow her.

I helped her with her veil, but she pushed me down deliberately and hit me.

By the time I went back to my room to attend to the wound, she had disappeared.

Then, I came to tell you right away; I didn’t have time to arrange anything else.”

Ye Shiqing lifted her dress to reveal a fresh scar on her right leg, clearly caused by colliding with a hard object.

She had covered the slap mark on her face with makeup, but up close, it was still visible.

“Is that so?”

Lin Shuyun stood up, her face livid with anger, “I’m going to confront her about this!”

“Nan Jiaojiao has vanished without a trace; where on earth would you find her!”

Shen Shichu’s shout intimidated Lin Shuyun into stillness.

The makeup room was not private, and with many people passing through the corridor, Lin Shuyun causing a scene could lead to onlookers speculating about Ye Shiqing, who was already dressed in her wedding gown.

He rubbed his forehead forcefully and gave Ye Shiqing a cold look, “Are you sure you haven’t hidden her somewhere?”

“No, not at all.” Ye Shiqing’s gaze flickered briefly, glancing at Lin Shuyun.

A flicker of realization crossed Shen Shichu’s mind.

Even if this mother-daughter pair had done something to Nan Jiaojiao, it would be due to the Ye Family’s despicable strategy to replace the bride.

He had reluctantly accepted the replacement of his bride by his sister.

This was the worst outcome.

Moreover, the Ye Family had never publicly acknowledged Nan Jiaojiao’s identity, and those not close to them didn’t even know Ye Congwen had another daughter.

“I’ve already sent people to look for Nan Jiaojiao.

If she doesn’t show up by noon—”

Shen Shichu’s voice softened somewhat as he looked at Ye Shiqing with a hint of restrained affection, “Shiqing, come down.”

Ye Shiqing was startled, and then an overwhelming joy submerged all her thoughts.

She covered her mouth, crying softly with a trembling voice, “Okay.”

Twelve o’clock.

The wedding march began to play in the hall.

Shen Shichu stood on the stage, taking deep, nervous breaths, his eyes smiling as he looked toward the door.

The heavy doors were pulled open, and there was Ye Shiqing, her head veiled in white, her delicate face partially concealed, lips curled in a shy smile.

She fiddled with her fingers, listening distractedly to the master of ceremonies, until the astonished Ye Congwen was whispered a few words of instruction by Lin Shuyun, forcing himself to calm down and take Ye Shiqing’s hand.

It was then she snapped back to reality.

The wedding gown she wore had been ordered even before Nan Jiaojiao’s, covered entirely in diamonds and staggeringly expensive, sparkling radiantly under the lights.

Ye Congwen asked in a low voice, “What’s going on?

Wasn’t the bride Jiaojiao?

How did it change to you?”

The color drained from Ye Shiqing’s face, and she clutched Ye Congwen’s arm tightly, warning through gritted teeth, “Dad, remember this: the only Mrs.

Shen of the Shen Family is me.

It was always me from the beginning, there was no Nan Jiaojiao.”

Ye Congwen looked at her, shocked.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Shiqing’s sweet smile returned to her face as if the earlier malice had been an illusion.

“Next, let’s bear witness to the journey of how the bride and groom came to know and love each other…”

The big screen flickered for a moment, and then a video appeared that caused an uproar in the audience.

In a wedding chamber, beneath a red character for ‘happiness,’ lay two stark naked bodies, their figures intricately entwined.

The face of the protagonist—