Chapter 19 You Can Get Married, But If You Play Dead, I Lose

"Brothers, hold him down for me!" Old Bi roared, rushing towards Wang Dijun again. Wang Dijun was exhausted by their pressure, but finally calmed down. He hated Zhou Xin's betrayal, hated Chen Liujun's betrayal, and wanted nothing more than to go kill them and silence them. But if he was arrested for intentional murder, his daughter would be left alone and helpless, unable to survive in this world. Old Bi saw that he was no longer moving and let go of him, patting his shoulder and saying, "Brother, I know you're feeling bad, but in order to carry out revenge smoothly, we have to hold it in for now." "You still have a daughter, you have to give her a future. So you can't just go to jail, you have to find a reliable stepmother for her." When he heard the word daughter, the killing intent in Wang Dijun's eyes finally extinguished. Yes, he still had a daughter, and he was her only reliance. If he died or went to jail, what would happen to her if she was persecuted by bad people? Deceived by scumbags? Forced to pick through garbage because she was hungry? Only by staying alive could he give her a future, could he let her grow up healthy. For now, let that adulterous couple enjoy themselves for another day. When the time for revenge comes, he will make sure they suffer a fate worse than death. He patted Lao Bi's shoulder and said, "I have figured it out. Thank you all. After I have taken revenge, I will definitely treat you to a good drink." Lao Bi grinned and said, "Drinking is always good, but the most urgent task now is to plan how we can sneak into their wedding scene. We must retaliate fiercely and vent our anger!" To create a big disturbance at Dog Han's wedding tomorrow, it was not something Wang Dijun could accomplish alone. He needed a team to work together, consider all possible factors, and ensure nothing went wrong. For this, they came up with over a dozen plans. After leaving the Orange Internet Cafe, Wang Dijun returned to the hospital room to continue his cultivation. Only Abiao and Liu Kai came to see him midway, asking him to check on the old man. After he finished the check-up and left, the old man said to Abiao, "This young man is good, but unfortunately, he has faced too many hardships. Both his brothers and his wife are fated to be a part of his troubles." Abiao asked, "He plans to retaliate against the Zhou family at tomorrow's wedding. Should we support him?" The old man said, "Just have someone follow him. If he gets too deep, pull him out. Don't interfere with anything else." Abiao then asked, "After he takes revenge, should we support him?" A glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes, "It's too early to talk about that now. I can see that this young man has great ambitions, and I'm afraid even the entire Tianxiao Group won't be able to keep him." The next day, Wang Dijun went out early and visited all the pharmacies and hospitals in the streets and alleys, but still could not find the five precious medicinal materials he needed. At eight o'clock in the evening, he returned to the hospital with a tired body, confirmed that his daughter's condition had not worsened, and was preparing to return to the small room when Liang Ling suddenly appeared and blocked his way. "I want to talk to you," she said arrogantly, as if bestowing a favor upon him. Wang Dijun disdainfully replied, "I have nothing to talk to you about. I don't want to live off you, I don't want to be your gigolo, and I certainly won't be your slave." Liang Ling's aura exploded, and she said domineeringly, "But I'm not here to support you today. We have a common enemy, and I want to join forces with you to deal with Zhou Xin and Chen Liujun." Wang Dijun sneered, "It's true that we have a common enemy, but that doesn't mean we are birds of a feather. I'll say it one last time, I don't want to cooperate with you." He had just received news from Lao Bi that Zhou Xin and the others had booked a whole floor of the five-star Dragon Emperor Hotel for their wedding, with at least seven to eight hundred people witnessing the event. They had already set up the stage for singing, and he had to retaliate against them fiercely. The last thing he wanted was for Liang Ling, this foolish woman, to mess things up. If she got hold of his handle, she would definitely use it against him in the future, and he would only fall into endless passivity. For whatever reason, he had to refuse to cooperate with Liang Ling. Liang Ling was furious, grabbing Wang Dijun by the collar and saying, "Kid, don't offer a toast and not drink, you should know that no one who offends me has a good ending." Bang! Wang Dijun pushed him away with a slap, staring coldly into her eyes and saying, "I advise you not to push your luck, if you dare to offend me again, I will make sure you die without a burial!" In the moment their eyes met, Liang Ling felt like she had fallen into an endless abyss, where the icy killing intent instantly shattered her confidence. It wasn't until Wang Dijun walked away that she murmured, "How could this be? How did his aura become so domineering? How did he become so terrifying?" Then she clenched her fists and coldly muttered, "Don't think I don't know you're planning to cause trouble at Zhou Xin's wedding tomorrow. Not only will I beat you to it, but I'll also take the blame for it!" The next morning, the Dragon Emperor Grand Hotel was decorated with lights and decorations, a giant archway at the entrance read "Congratulations to Mr. Zhou Xin/Ms. Chen Liujun on their marriage." Zhou Xin and Chen Liujun were dressed in wedding attire, smiling and welcoming guests from all directions. Numerous guests came up in twos and threes to congratulate them, while also presenting red envelopes. Zhou Xin and Chen Liujun received so many red envelopes that their hands were sore, and their smiles became stiff. "Zhou Xin, congratulations on marrying a good wife. I wish you both a long and happy life together, and may you have many children." "Haha, thank you, thank you." Zhou Xin instinctively responded, but when he saw Wang Dijun's face clearly, the smile on his face abruptly disappeared. "Damn, why are you here? How the hell did you end up here?" The smile on Emperor Wang's face grew even brighter as he asked, "Wasn't it you and Chen Liujun who personally sent me the invitation? Why wouldn't I dare to come?" He slapped a thick red envelope into Zhou Xin's hand and said, "My brother is marrying my ex-wife, I have to give a big gift, right?" He pretended to hug Zhou Xin and whispered in his ear, "You go ahead and get married, but if I don't play you to death today, I'll consider myself a loser!"