Since Ji Shiyou's accident, Jing Yide had confined his daughter, Jing Jia, preventing her from going to the hospital.
Upon learning that Ji Shiyou had fallen into a coma and was near death, he immediately went to the Ji family to annul the engagement.
This visit to the Jinlan Hotel was to retrieve his runaway daughter, but he unexpectedly saw Ji Shiyou awaken.
Being a person who always sided with the prevailing wind and sought to maximize his own benefit, he instantly changed his attitude, wanting to salvage the marriage.
At someone else's wedding, to demand a divorce from the couple, Jing Yide's shameless behavior left Old Mrs. Ji speechless with anger.
"Miss Jing, I can see that you truly like Ji Shiyou, can't you?"
At this moment, Ming Yue, who had been neglected on the side, suddenly spoke, asking Jing Jia.
Ji Shiyou was about to speak but stopped upon hearing Ming Yue's question.
He had been impressed by how well Ming Yue had resolved the matter with Mi Fen earlier and wanted to see what other surprises she had in store for him.
"Yes, I like him, and he likes me. We are childhood sweethearts.
We were engaged when we were three years old. Our relationship is something you, a country bumpkin, cannot understand.
I advise you to be sensible and leave quickly. Brother Shiyou will not choose you.
Staying here will only bring you humiliation. How much money do you want? I'll give it to you."
Jing Jia looked at Ming Yue with disdain. How could a country bumpkin compare to her, a pampered young lady who was a childhood sweetheart?
She was certain that this Ming Yue was only after the Ji family's money. She dared to bet that Ming Yue would name her price next.
Moreover, she would surely ask for an exorbitant amount. However, in order to be with Ji Shiyou,
no matter how much money Ming Yue asked for, she would agree, because true affection was priceless.
"That's right, name your price. How much money do you want, and I'll write you a check immediately.
However, don't ask for the moon. Some people don't understand the situation. Even if they get the money, they might not live to spend it."
Jing Yide below also chimed in immediately. However, fearing that Ming Yue would ask for too much, his words carried a threat.
"Don't worry, I don't want any money. Since your love for each other runs so deep, how could I bear to disrupt it?
I have always been someone who facilitates happiness for others. If you want him, then take him.
Miss Jing, this seat is yours. You will be the bride for the rest of the wedding."
Ming Yue didn't even look at Jing Yide. She stepped aside, making room for the bride, and gestured for Jing Jia to proceed.
Jing Yide's words earlier had given her an idea. She had been wondering how to bring up the divorce.
The appearance of Jing Yide and his daughter provided her with the perfect opportunity, a convenient way to back out.
"No!"
"Absolutely not."
Ji Shiyou and Old Mrs. Ji cried out simultaneously.
Old Mrs. Ji knew clearly that Ming Yue was irreplaceable, and this was related to Ji Shiyou's life.
Therefore, seeing Ming Yue actually letting Jing Jia be the bride and complete the wedding, she cried out in distress.
Ji Shiyou was filled with anger. Was he a piece of merchandise to be given away? "You want to give me away?"
How could she be so magnanimous? To so casually give away her husband, how much of a failure was he?
He had expected Ming Yue to resolve the issue with Jing Jia as perfectly as she had handled Mi Fen.
Instead, she was offering him up on a silver platter. Ji Shiyou's heart churned with jealousy, and he was furious.
With a surge, he stood up from his wheelchair, went to Ming Yue's side, grabbed her hand, and shouted:
"I do!"
Ming Yue was stunned. Even if he liked Jing Jia and was willing to change brides, did he need to shout so loudly?
Besides, if he was willing, why was he grabbing her hand? He should be going to Jing Jia.
She was eager to leave; how could she exit if he was holding her back?
"Officiant, are you dead? Do your job."
Ji Shiyou turned around, his imposing aura erupting, and cast a stern gaze at the officiant who was watching the spectacle.
"Oh, oh, oh!
Mr. Ji Shiyou, Miss Ming Yue's wedding ceremony is complete. Please, newlyweds, exit the stage!"
Startled by Ji Shiyou's gaze, the officiant immediately understood. Ji Shiyou's "I do" was his answer to the earlier question about the wedding flow.
He quickly ran over, picked up the microphone from the floor, and announced the completion of the ceremony.
At the same time, he let out a sigh of relief. This tumultuous wedding was finally over!
"Brother Shiyou, don't you love me anymore? Are you deliberately trying to anger me?"
Upon hearing Ji Shiyou's "I do," Jing Jia was secretly rejoicing, thinking that Brother Shiyou was also willing to change brides.
But when she heard the officiant announce the completion of the ceremony and saw Ji Shiyou, holding the hand of that country bumpkin, about to leave the stage, she panicked.
She cried out and chased after Ji Shiyou and Ming Yue as they were leaving.
Also chasing behind them was Jun Hui. He was cursing Ji Shiyou in his heart.
"My ancestor! We're not here to get married today; we're here to execute a plan!
We're supposed to spread the news that you were severely injured and are dying.
How did you get out of your wheelchair? What happened to the coma and spitting blood you promised?"
Zhen Lu, looking at the empty wheelchair before him, was also bewildered. Was this Plan B? He had no idea.
"Young Master, your injuries haven't healed yet. You can't get out of the wheelchair!"
Jun Hui, with his long legs, reached Ji Shiyou in a few strides and pretended to support his arm.
He secretly squeezed hard, reminding Ji Shiyou of what he was supposed to do.
"Brother Shiyou, don't do this to me. I can't live without you!"
At this moment, Jing Jia lunged forward and hugged Ji Shiyou tightly.
Reminded by Jun Hui, Ji Shiyou finally came to his senses. He hadn't accomplished his main task yet.
He blamed Ming Yue, his anger had muddled his mind, and he had almost ruined everything.
So, after Jing Jia pounced on him, he used the momentum to fall to the ground.
He opened his mouth and, with a "wow," spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Brother Shiyou, what's wrong? Don't scare me!
It wasn't my fault. I was just anxious and bumped into you."
Jing Jia climbed off Ji Shiyou. Seeing the large pool of blood and Ji Shiyou lying there, weak and pale, she quickly and fearfully explained.
"Jia Jia, you don't know. The Young Master's injuries are severe. Although he has woken up,
his internal injuries have not healed, and his organs are failing. He may not have long to live.
His waking up is already a miracle. Your collision has caused his injuries to relapse.
He might die at any moment. You've harmed him!"
Jun Hui knelt beside Ji Shiyou, pretending to examine him with his head bowed, and said with feigned heartache.
He thought to himself, "What a great assist! If he had suddenly fallen ill without reason, it would have aroused suspicion.
Jing Jia's collision was a stroke of genius, making everything seem natural."
"Bitch! If anything happens to my precious grandson, the Ji family will make your entire Ming family pay with their lives."
Hearing Jun Hui's words, Old Mrs. Ji raised her hand and slapped Jing Jia, cursing her through gritted teeth.
After all the trouble, she had finally found Ming Yue, this lucky star, to save her grandson's life.
Unexpectedly, Jing Jia had ruined it. She was a jinx!
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me."
Jing Jia covered her face and kept explaining. She really didn't mean it.
"Aunt Ji, you can't blame Jia Jia for this. Shiyou was already dying.
Why did he run out instead of staying in the hospital? He's harming himself and others.
Fortunately, the engagement was broken off early. Otherwise, we wouldn't have benefited at all, and our good daughter would have become a widow."
Seeing his daughter being hit, Jing Yide defended her from the side, making sarcastic remarks.
"Throw them out!"
Old Mrs. Ji was too worried about Ji Shiyou to argue with them. She ordered her staff to drive Jing Yide and his daughter away.
"No need to throw us out. We'll leave on our own. We find this place unlucky!"
Jing Yide, fuming, pulled his daughter and turned to leave. Jing Jia kept looking back, but her father still dragged her away.
The guests present murmured amongst themselves. They had initially thought Ji Shiyou had recovered from his injuries based on his earlier appearance.
Unexpectedly, he didn't have much time left to live. Truly, heaven envied the talented.
Ming Yue, standing to the side, frowned. She felt that something was not quite right.