At the instigation of Su wennuan's husband and wife, Tang Lan'er wriggles past with a glass of wine. "Cousins, I wish you a good marriage for a hundred years and have a baby son early."

Tang Lan'er was saying auspicious words when the wine glass in his hand was suddenly shaken by a powerful force. With the sound of guns, the sudden screams in the hall kept making a mess, so the guests fled in all directions. Tang Mochen looked up and saw a row of people in the clothes of hotel attendants on the second floor, all with pistols aiming at him and Wen Wan. No, let's go Tang...