"With Aunt and the kids around, I won't shoot you in front of them."
Shan Mingxu's face remained grim.
His words were still cold and sharp, which was already the biggest concession Shan Mingxu could make.
Both were perceptive people who understood the situation clearly.
Han Tan put down the gun, but his sharp eyes remained cautiously fixed on Shan Mingxu's every move.
Su Xiaomeng saw Han Tan put down the gun, and only then did she breathe a slight sigh of relief...
Shan Mingxu looked at Su Xiaomeng, puzzled,
"Aunt... why are you attending the Windsor family's wedding?"
Shan Mingxu hadn't come in at the very start; he only quietly slipped into the venue when both parties of the newlyweds stepped onto the red carpet.
For a wedding involving royal family members, the security was already particularly tight, especially with Prince Harry and Princess Sherry also coming to join the occasion.
Someone wanting to assassinate Prince Harry was no longer news.
