"Fuck you! What nonsense are you spouting!"
The man who came in through the front door was tall and slender, dressed in a black suit with his tie loosely knotted. The handsome yet delicate features of his face were contorted with rage.
Hou Muyan had heard every crazy word that Mrs. Hou had just said.
The wedding ceremony hadn't even begun when such a commotion broke out in the back of the church. Hou Muyan strode forward, grabbed Mrs. Hou by the shoulders, and shoved her to the side.
Mrs. Hou stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground. Sitting there, she looked up at Hou Muyan and Hou Tingfu and screamed:
"You two siblings are the murderers who killed my child! And now you want to kill someone else's child!"
Hou Muyan surged forward with the intention to hit Mrs. Hou.
"Muyan!" Hou Tingfu called out to him, and his fist stopped in mid-air.
The Yan Family's Madam and the Family Head were also present, and Hou Tingfu didn't want to alarm them.