许南乔刚فقущas the red carpet, her heart was pounding so hard she thought it would jump out of her chest. The room was full of people, all eyes fixed on her like she was a rare animal in a zoo. "Look, it's Xu Nanjiao!" someone exclaimed, and the whispers started, venomous and sharp.

She squeeze her eyes shut for a second, taking a deep breath. This was her chance, her only chance to survive. She had to play the role of a loving wife, even if it meant pretending to be someone she wasn't.

Just as she thought she was doing a decent job, the door burst open and two familiar faces walked in. The first was a woman in a dazzling gown, her eyes filled with disdain as she looked at Xu Nanjiao. This was Li Meiyu, the ex-wife of the man she was marrying. The second was a man, handsome and suave, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Xu Nanjiao, you're finally here," Li Meiyu said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "After all this time, you finally decided to show up."