A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 1652

Drops of crystal-like tears flowed slowly down Angie's cheeks.

Each drop fell to the ground and splashed into a thousand sparkling droplets.

At that moment, no one could have understood how shattered Angie's heart was.

However, Angie did not want Ye Fan to appear either.

It did not matter whether it was the Chu family or Chu Sect-both of them were equally strong.

Even if Ye Fan were there, he might not have been able to save her at all. In fact, he might have just ended up risking his own life for nothing.

However, for some reason unknown even to her, Angie was so hurt and disappointed that he had not come.

Perhaps it was because of her longing for him.

She just wanted to see Ye Fan one last time during her final hour of life.

Yet, Angie knew that her dying wish would remain unfulfilled.

Between Angie's silent tears, a cold blade appeared under the skirt of her dress. This was the dagger that she had carefully hidden in her skirt before the wedding. Everything had been carefully planned and prepared for this very moment. Angie was headstrong, so she would not just simply give in to the whims of fate.

She would rather die than become a victim of destiny.

She would rage against this unjust world to her final breath.

Angie thought about the moment her lifeless body would fall to the ground during the wedding. She imagined the terrified looks on the faces of the Chu family, and the remorse and helplessness of her own family.

At that moment, all the powerful and influential guests were flocking around the two families, trying to congratulate them on the happy match.

The Chu family and the Jones family were basking in the glory.

Chu Qitian, too, was enjoying all the attention. His eyes were gleaming with pride.

However, no one noticed that under Angie's voluminous white gown, the cold blade was slowly inching its way to her chest.

"See you in another lifetime, Ye Fan," Angie whispered to herself as she drew in her last breath, tears streaming continuously down her cheeks. The sharp blade pierced through her delicate skin.

No one could see her grief and sorrow with her face hidden behind a veil.

Fireworks were exploding in the sky above her, and the wind was singing in her ear.

She let her eyes slowly slip shut. Her tears flowed like twin rivers down her cheeks.

This was her final farewell to the world.

However, just as the dagger was about to plunge into her heart, a loud bang sounded.

Bang!

It sounded like thunder.

The ground shook with the echoes of the sound. Even the entire room was rumbling.

Then, to the surprise of all the guests, the iron gates of the hall were bent and deformed in front of their very eyes. Finally, the gate was breached with a loud bang. Sunlight flooded into the hall through the open gates, like a sea tide rushing to shore.

"Who is that?"

"Who is so bold to crash the wedding?"

"How dare you break into the Chu family wedding?"

The sudden turn of events had startled all the wedding guests, and they all sat up in surprise.

Some of the guests were starting to feel frightened.

Even the patriarch of the Chu family, Chu Zhengliang, was shocked speechless by the scene that had just happened right in front of his eyes.

After all, this was Chu Sect Castle.

This was a place of strength and power.

In fact, this was the place with the highest concentration of strength and power in the world.

It was a holy place, and someone had defiled it. Its gates had been kicked down violently.

This had never been done before in the centuries-old history of Chu Sect.

It was no wonder that everyone present was surprised and frightened.

One of the elders of Chu Sect who was amongst the guests was furious at such a desecration of the hall. He cursed angrily in the direction of the destroyed gates. The eyes of all the guests were focused intensely on the scene.

From amongst the fragments of the destroyed gate, a thin young man silently emerged.

He stood facing the hall with the sun shining behin im.

Sunlight and shadow weaved around his silhouette.

The cold wind from the mountains blew into the hall with him.

The guests looked at his face which was all lit up by the sun, and were swept into a momentary trance.

Just as they were all staring at the uninvited guest, a faint bitter laugh escaped his lips.

"Uncle, why wasn't I invited to my cousin's wedding? Well, I guess it doesn't matter. I'm here now. I hope I wasn't too late."

It was a familiar laugh and a very familiar voice filled with arrogance and pride.

Angie, who had already decided that she would die on that day, felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Her body started trembling uncontrollably.

She immediately ripped off the veil covering her face and stared straightahead towards the far end of the hall with tearful eyes full of hope.

Sure enough, it was that mischievous young man- the Ye Fan that she knew very well.

After so many days of suffocating with sorrow, it was as if she could finally breathe again. The moment Angie looked at Ye Fan, she lost all control of her emotions. Sometimes, a reunion was too sudden and unexpected.

Sometimes, joy came hand-in-hand with grief.

Angie was like one who was finally able to see the sun after having lived in darkness for so long.

She threw away the bouquet of flowers in her hands and ran while weeping and desperate into the arms of the young man.

"Ye Fan!"

All the guests present were hit with by a second wave of shock. The daughter-in-law of the Chu family, the wife of Chu Qitian, was swooning in the arms of Ye Fan. She wrapped her arms around him and called his name over and over again.

That was all she could say.

In truth, there was no need to say anything at all.

A thousand words were hidden in the way she called his name.

"Angie, everything is okay. I'm here now. With me here, no one will hurt you. No one can force you into doing anything you don't want to do."

Ye Fan gently caressed Angie's back and whispered into her ear soothingly.

He wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his thumbs.

The guests watched the intimate exchange, completely dumbfounded.

"W-what's happening here?"

"Who is this man?"

"Why is he holding the Chu family's daughter-in-law in his arms?"

Confusion contorted nearly every face in the hall.

However, Tang Hao, Sword Saint, and Mochizuki Kawa were not among those puzzled people.

These old friends of Ye Fan were stunned at the sight of him.

They stared at him with their mouths open, dumbfounded. Neither one of them was able to utter a word for a long time.

Never in their wildest dreams did they think they would lay eyes on Ye Fan on that day.

Neither did they imagine that he would appear in such a shocking manner.

To say the least, they were all taken aback.

On the other hand, Chu Zhengliang and his family members were not just shocked but furious at the sudden turn of events.

Chu Qitian was especially angry. It was supposed to be his big day, but he was now looking at how his bride was crying in another man's arms. His eyes turned bloodshot. "Chu Tianfan! You b*stard! Stop whatever you're doing right now!" Chu Qitian roared furiously.

Finally, Chu Qitian could not control his wrath any longer.

He could not believe that Ye Fan had actually appeared to rescue Angie who had already given up all hope and had been ready for death.

Angie was so moved by her white knight rescuing her that she could not contain her joy. She brazenly kissed him in front of all the wedding guests.

Not even Ye Fan had expected such a bold display of affection from Angie.

It was not until Angie's red lips were pressed against his that his mind registered what was happening. His eyes widened in surprise.

But Chu Qitian exploded in fury.

"You b*stard! Stop whatever you are doing now! That is my wife! I have not even touched her yet. How dare you lay your dirty hands on her? Assh*le!" Chu Qitian raged. He angrily spat out a mouthful of blood.