"I said, send her off the yacht!" Leng Zimo ordered word by word.

"Sir?!"

Cheang Xiao wanted to say something more, but Ah Jiu lightly pulled his arm, "Let’s send the lady off the yacht first!"

In terms of skills, Ah Jiu was not as capable as Cheang Xiao, but being older and more experienced, he understood the situation between Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian better.

He did not believe at all in what Luo Xiaoqian said about wanting to marry Jiao Yang.

After so many years, if Luo Xiaoqian really liked Jiao Yang, things would have happened long ago and wouldn’t have appeared at this critical moment before the wedding. There must be some reason behind this.

Ah Jiu, having been by Leng Zimo’s side for over ten years, naturally understood him deeply.

He knew very well what Leng Zimo was like when he was truly angry. Leng Zimo now seemed to be throwing a tantrum, but his eyes lacked the cold sharpness and heartache.

Cheang Xiao sighed, turned and walked to Luo Xiaoqian’s side, "Madam, let me send you off the yacht first!"

"Thank you!" Luo Xiaoqian responded softly.

Xu Xia held her arm, "I’ll accompany you."

The two of them helped Luo Xiaoqian into the elevator. Cheang Xiao quickly instructed his men via wireless headset to prepare the speedboat. Soon the elevator reached downstairs, where the men were already there to welcome them, guarding Luo Xiaoqian through another passageway, off the yacht, onto the speedboat, and away from the cruise.

"Zimo!" Qin Lan walked over with a frown, holding Leng Zimo’s shoulder, "Shall we go inside and talk?"

"I don’t want to talk to anyone!" Leng Zimo said coldly, "Ah Jiu, immediately go down and arrange for all the guests to leave the yacht, and personally bring Mo Mo up to see me."

"Yes!" Ah Jiu replied respectfully, striding towards the stairs while giving orders through his wireless earpiece, "Arrange for all the guests to board, take good care of young master and Mr. Leng."

Turning around, Leng Zimo stepped into the hall, slammed the door heavily, leaving Qin Lan, Shen Yizhou, Huangfu Ao, and others outside.

Everyone exchanged glances, seeing confusion in each other’s eyes.

The wedding, meant to be a joyous occasion, had turned out this way, catching everyone completely off guard.

"Tong Ya, you ladies were together last night, did you notice anything strange about Xiao Qian?" Huangfu Ao asked in a deep voice.

Tong Ya only shook her head, "Everything was fine while we were doing makeup in the morning, no signs at all."

Shen Yizhou sighed, "Let’s go help arrange for the guests first."

Having known Leng Zimo for a long time, everyone could imagine his mood now. They couldn’t possibly comfort him; there was no way to comfort someone in this situation.

"Let’s go!" Qin Lan echoed with another deep sigh, turning towards the elevator.

Inside the room.

Leng Zimo took out his phone, flipping through the contacts, and found the number he needed. He immediately made the call.

A moment later, the phone connected, and he politely began in English.

"This is Leng Zimo from Emperor View. I want to speak with Duke Andre. Tell him the name, he will know who I am!"

The secretary on the other end asked him to wait a moment, then placed the phone aside.

After a while, a voice that was somewhat aged with a heavy London accent sounded over the phone, "Mo, is that you?!"

"Duke Andre, I apologize for disturbing you so early. I hope you still remember who I am!"