Beside her stood a well-kept woman of similar age to him! The woman's face was adorned with fine makeup, but it could not mask the sharp and bitter aura emanating from within.
Behind them followed a group, men and women, at least twenty people.
Ren Bo approached Huo Junmo, bowing his head in shame, "President, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them! There were too many, it seemed they were prepared, we were caught off guard!"
He wanted to block them, but they never expected anyone would come to disrupt the wedding, so there were no security measures in place. With only his strength, he simply couldn't stop them!
"Forget it, you can step down now," Huo Junmo's face was tense, his deep eyes terrifying.
Just then, the leading woman dashed to Huo Junmo and Ling Yueyue, raising her hand, and without a word, slapped Ling Yueyue.
Ling Yueyue was stunned, completely bewildered by what was happening.
Ye Anxin hurried to check on Ling Yueyue, "Yueyue, are you okay? Does it hurt?"
