Substitute Bride's Husband Is An Invisible Rich Man Chapter 270End - Grand Finale

“Initially, my plan was for them to be exiled. Rest assured, Mo Lian will accompany you,” Huo Zhen stated calmly, his gaze still fixed tenderly on Mo Yan. “Are you pleased with my actions?”

It was only then that Mo Yan understood Huo Zhen was defending her.

The conditions in Country G were notoriously harsh. Mo Dong and Mo Lian, accustomed to a life of opulence, would undoubtedly struggle to adapt. Their survival there would be a challenge, and the ordeal would likely leave them deeply traumatized.

“I am very pleased,” Mo Yan replied without pretense, harboring no sympathy for Mo Dong and the others. Their predicament was entirely of their own making.

“Mo Yan, I am your father. Have you never considered the familial bond between us?” Mo Dong anxiously pointed at Mo Yan, scolding her.

Huo Zhen made to intervene, but Mo Yan gently placed her hand on his arm. “I don’t need your assistance. I can handle this myself.”

“Mo Dong, your words are truly amusing,” Mo Yan scoffed. “You mistreated me and my mother. When you paid no heed to whether we lived or died, did you ever consider us family? My mother lay in a hospital ward, desperately needing funds for her survival, and where were you? You refused to lend me even a single cent, yet you were off cavorting elsewhere. Did you ever imagine a day like this would arrive?”

“But…”

Mo Dong attempted to offer a defense, but his tongue felt tied, rendering him speechless and unable to refute Mo Yan’s accusations.

Mo Yan wished to see no more of them. “I am perfectly content with Huo Zhen’s arrangements, and I will not entertain any changes. Observe your misfortune; you are even disrupting my mealtime.”

Huo Zhen nodded to the security guards nearby, and one immediately stepped forward to escort Mo Dong and Mo Lian out. Mo Lian, usually radiating an air of extreme pride, finally lowered her head in dejection, too crestfallen to utter a word.

Mo Yan drew in her cheeks, appearing lost in thought.

“What, you do not favor my gift?” Huo Zhen playfully tousled Mo Yan’s hair, finding her worried expression utterly endearing.

Mo Yan swatted his hand away and sat up straight. “It's not exactly a matter of liking it or not. I had intended to deal with Mo Dong and Mo Lian personally. Your arrangement has saved me considerable effort. However, with this settled, I find myself uncertain of my next course of action.”

Mo Yan pursed her lips and fiddled with her hair.

“Very well, since this present does not meet your approval, I shall bestow another,” Huo Zhen declared, seemingly sensing Mo Yan’s faint disappointment. Indeed, another gift awaited.

“Are you Santa Claus? Why have you prepared so many presents for me?” Mo Yan asked, bewildered and experiencing a slight headache.

Huo Zhen’s behavior was unusually peculiar that day.

Yet, in the very next moment, Huo Zhen produced a small box from his pocket, knelt on one knee, and presented it to Mo Yan. Upon opening, a stunning and uniquely designed diamond ring was revealed. The diamond’s size was astonishing, and its intricate design was a testament to Huo Zhen’s considerable expense and effort in commissioning this bespoke piece from a renowned brand, ensuring its absolute uniqueness.

“What are you doing?” Mo Yan exclaimed, startled, and instinctively stepped back.

“A proposal, naturally. Although you are already my wife, we must still adhere to tradition. Other couples have wedding rings; thus, my wife must also have one.”

Huo Zhen gazed at Mo Yan with evident adoration and deep affection.

“Isn’t this… a bit too extravagant?”

Music began to fill the venue, and numerous guests entered. Among them were Huo Yu and Qin Yuan, Xu Tian, and colleagues from the company. They all entered with smiles, applauding and cheering, urging Mo Yan to accept Huo Zhen’s proposal.

“Marry him! Marry him!”

Their resounding cheers shattered the final barrier of Mo Yan’s resolve. Despite having adjustedsignificantly to her status as Huo Zhen’s wife, she had never anticipated he would orchestrate such a grand proposal for her.

Her face flushed crimson as she nodded repeatedly.

With evident joy, Huo Zhen slipped the ring onto Mo Yan’s finger, lifted her into his arms, spun her around, and planted a tender kiss on her cheek.

The crowd erupted in further excitement, with many calling for a repeat kiss.

Overwhelmed by shyness, Mo Yan yearned to bury herself in his embrace. Noticing her embarrassment, Huo Zhen signaled for their friends to depart. Then, he whispered into Mo Yan’s ear, “I shall commence preparations for the wedding next. The celebration will be even more magnificent than this. It would be wise for you to prepare yourself accordingly.”

Mo Yan did not catch his words clearly, unsure whether to nod or shake her head.

Huo Zhen held her even tighter, his face nearing her ear. He whispered, “There is no need for you to feel embarrassed. I will assist you. Henceforth, I shall care for you and protect you.”

Following these words, he indulgently kissed Mo Yan’s lips.

The kiss grew deeper with each passing moment, an embrace that seemed intended to meld their very beings together.