marital love

A few days later, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

Wen Yao and Yan Sui held a high-profile and luxurious wedding ceremony in the North Pavilion.

It was Wen Yao who decided to hold it here. Although Yan Sui had made a lot of preparations for her, it was almost time-consuming and the task was heavy. Wen Yao didn't want to make too much trouble. Unlimited, it was finalized in the North Pavilion.

Yan Sui followed her wishes and did not refute, just casually said: "If you have time, you can make up a travel wedding."

Wen Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at him inexplicably.

Yan Sui: "What do you think?"

Wen Yao didn't think so, she blinked, "Why don't we make time for our honeymoon first?"

They are so busy with their wedding, how can they have time for a travel wedding, but it's not impossible... maybe in the future.

Yan Sui pondered for a few seconds: "I don't think it will work during this period of time."

Wen Yao cut his heart out, if it doesn't work, what else can I say, it's boring to give people hope and disappointment.

On the day of the wedding, the venue was full of seats. When Wen Yao was walked down the red carpet arm in arm by Wen Xuemin, she felt that everyone was staring at her.

And her eyes fell on Yan who was on the other side of the red carpet. She saw his suit and leather shoes a lot, and she didn't think there was anything strange about him, but today she couldn't take her eyes away.

Probably infected by the surrounding atmosphere, her eyes were a little hot, and when he held his hand, she felt her whole body was soft, and she was all supported by him.

The man's brows and eyes were calm, but when he met her gaze, he smiled affectionately, and asked in a low voice of concern, "Nervous?"

Wen Yao tried her best to stabilize her figure, tried to suppress the frantic heartbeat, and muttered: "It's the first time you get married, can you not be nervous?"

Unexpectedly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone seemed a little dangerous: "Listen to what you said, do you want to have a second time?"

There was an emcee next to her, who was talking about the wedding speech in high spirits. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wen Yao had to maintain an elegant and dignified posture and a sweet and happy smile even through a pure white veil.

"Mr. Yan, is it okay to speculate too much?"

Yan Sui smiled: "Of course."

According to the process, they then put on each other's wedding rings, and then kissed.

Yan Sui lifted Wen Yao's veil and bent slightly, wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand and supported her cheeks with the other, her lips fell.

"Mrs. Yan is very beautiful today."

There was thunderous applause in an instant, Wen Yao's heart beat violently, and when he finished kissing, her cheeks were blushing.

She opened her lips shyly, and said softly, "You... are pretty handsome too."

Yan Sui's laughter fell beside her ears, and Wen Yao realized what she had said when she came back to her senses, and suddenly her whole body became hot.

Unexpectedly, he still teased: "Thank you for the compliment."

Every move between the two fell on the huge screen and was reflected in the eyes of everyone present.

The newlyweds on the stage are very affectionate.

Wen Yumian in the audience was so angry that she clenched her lips and stared at the picture above, her eyes almost popped out.

He also listened to the little sisters beside you talking enviously and praising each other, saying that a handsome man and a beautiful woman are a good match, and saying that Yan Sui is so handsome and charming, and sighed that Wen Yao became Mrs. Yan because of his great luck.

The voice became more and more piercing, she suddenly turned her head across, her eyes were red: "It's obviously mine!"

"Yan Huaixu valued me first!"

"It was Wen Yao, that bitch, who shamelessly snatched my fiancé away!"

"Everything she has now is taken from me!"

The little sisters were taken aback for a moment, looked at her with strange expressions, and hesitated to speak.

Jiang Lichu gave her a pitiful look, "Forget about Mianmian, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

She suffered a big loss from Wen Yao last time, so she didn't dare to provoke her, but as Wen Yumian's good friend, seeing her like this didn't make her feel good.

Wen Yumian seemed unable to listen, she kept chanting words, as if she was in a daze.

The same is true for Jiang Shuliu, who was originally an elderly pregnant woman. She was attending a wedding and was told by the wives in the neighborhood that her fetus almost moved.

Some people who knew about her relationship with Wen Yao came forward to congratulate her: "Mrs. Wen, you will be blessed in the future, that is the Yan family!"

Jiang Shuliu forced a smile, but her hands were actually red.

blessing?What a blessing.

Ever since she married Yan Sui, this girl Wen Yao hardly ever went home, she made it clear that she wanted to separate herself from the Wen family.

She wanted to take advantage of Wen Yao to climb high branches to seek benefits, but she had more than enough heart but not enough energy, and her daughter had an elm head, so what could she expect? She was on her own, and she was pregnant and did not dare to run around, for fear of something bad or bad. .

She had no choice but to raise her baby at home and not to provoke her stepdaughter, Wen Yao.

When the wedding invitation was sent to Wen's house, she didn't even want to come, but Wen Xuemin, a stupid man, was so happy that he almost didn't engrave the words "Yan Huaixu's father-in-law" on his forehead, trying to flatter him.

Mentioning this Jiang Shuliu will get angry!

She took a sip of water and signaled herself to calm down.

Glancing around, he caught a glimpse of a man, his eyes flickered slightly, and asked the lady next to him, "Mrs. Sun, which young master is that? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Mrs. Sun followed her gaze and shook her head, "I don't know her, but she looks very luxurious."

Isn't this nonsense, Jiang Shuliu didn't find out anything, she sneered in her heart, if she didn't look expensive and eye-catching, why would she ask.

This is a wedding held by the Yan family, and the invitees are naturally of high status, and she has another idea, it's for her daughter's marriage, even if she can't compare to Yan Huaixu, at least she can't be too bad, right?
The wife on the other side also looked over curiously, but she recognized her, smiled and said, "It's normal if you haven't seen him before. He's not from Lingchuan either, and he's always lived reclusively. He's not a young master, but he's still an excellent man."

Hearing this, Jiang Shuliu was even more interested, her eyes lit up: "I'm not from Lingchuan, could it be that I'm from another place?"

He asked again: "How good is it, can you tell me?"

The lady shook her head, glanced at her, probably knew what she was thinking, and said directly: "It's from Jizhou, but Mrs. Wen, if you want to choose a good son-in-law, you'd better not make your mind on him, he has already Once married, even though he lost his wife, there have long been rumors that he will no longer marry and have children."

Jiang Shuliu lost all interest immediately, her face froze, and she smiled on the surface: "Looking so young, I really don't know that there is such deep affection."

Mrs. Sun raised her mouth as if remembering something: "I remember, I seem to have heard about this person from my son. He has a very good family background and a good person. He has a young surname, Zong Zhengqing, right?"

"It's him."

Mrs. Sun said: "Oh, what a pity, I heard that he is only in his thirties..."

Jiang Shuliu took one more look at the man not far away, then looked away without hesitation.

Those who know Zongzhengqing basically know that he is rarely exposed to the public's sight, especially after his wife's death, he hardly attends banquets.

It's not that he couldn't feel the scrutiny of the people around him, but he didn't react in any way. Even when someone boldly stepped forward to talk to him, he just smiled slightly and didn't make too much response.

There was a slight curve on his lips, and his sense of distance was a bit heavy. He looked at the people on the stage quietly, and occasionally clapped along with the crowd. He didn't get up and leave until the ceremony was over and the wedding banquet began.

He walked in one direction, stood behind the person, and patted her on the shoulder.

Ye Zhi turned her head in doubt, and said in surprise when she saw the person coming, "...Hello...?"

Zong Zhengqing smiled, and handed her a light golden brocade box in his hand: "This is a wedding present for Wen Yao, please pass it to her for me."

Ye Zhi stared blankly at the things in her hands, "You are..."

Zong Zhengqing: "In the name of her cousin."

Ye Zhi was even more confused when she heard this, but before she could say anything, the person in front of her turned and left.

Zong Zhengqing went out.

Not long after, a male voice came from behind: "Teacher."

He paused slightly, then turned around, looked at the person and sighed, and then said: "Xiaowei, long time no see."

Shen Zhuowei stepped forward and put away his ruffian nature, "Yes, teacher, are you interested in having a drink with the students?"

Zongzhengqing's brows were as indifferent as water, and he didn't refuse when he heard the words: "Let's go."

After the wedding ceremony, Wen Yao changed into a toast-style cheongsam and followed Yan Sui to toast.

She doesn't know how to drink, and she was almost blocked by Yan Sui, but he is not a face to drinking, and when he came in front of Xiao Bi and Shen and his wife, Shen Changrong avoided handing him a cup again, and said in a low voice: "Don't drink." Too much, watch your stomach."

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows, watching his actions.

Shen Changrong's old face was a bit ashamed, as if he felt disdain for this kind of stealthy behavior, but he didn't change his face, and passed the glass forward again: "This is water, why don't you drink it quickly?"

Yan Sui answered with a smile, "You should listen to Uncle's words."

Shen Changrong: "..."

There were so many guests, it was of course impossible to toast one by one, most of them just went through a cutscene at Yan's home and then ended.

In the end, Wen Yao was still a little bit over the top, her head was a little dizzy, and her cheeks were flushed, so Yan casually let her go to rest first.

She rested in the lounge for a while, and received a call from Ye Zhi.

"Where are you? How can I go to the bathroom, and you are gone."

Wen Yao: "In the lounge."

Ye Zhi: "Then I'll come and find you."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yao found some water for herself to drink. There was everything in the lounge, and she added honey, thinking about whether to call Yan Sui over for a drink later.

Soon Ye Zhi came over and handed her the things in her hand.

Wen Yao: "What is this?"

Ye Zhi sat down on the sofa, peeled two lychees for herself, "Your wedding present."

Wen Yao smiled: "Didn't you give them all away, why do you still have more?"

Ye Zhi spread her hands and explained: "It's not me, Zong Zhengqing asked me to give it to you, saying it was given by your cousin."

Wen Yao was stunned: "My cousin?"

"Well, I was surprised when he gave it to me. When did he meet your cousin? From his tone, he felt that he had a very unusual relationship with your cousin. What did you say in her name, or did you and Zong Zhengqing Is your relationship so good?"

The latter sentence has a hint of sarcasm.

Wen Yao frowned, and pursed her lips: "No, I only met him a few times, and we didn't have much interaction. He and my cousin..."

Speaking of this, she was stunned, and she couldn't understand it. She sent a message to her cousin two days ago, and the other party said that she would not come back in time, but the wedding gift would definitely be ready for her uncle to hand over to her.

Although she has some regrets, she can understand, but she still feels a little sad in her heart, feeling that the relationship with her cousin is unfamiliar.

But Ye Zhi clapped her hands suddenly, and spat out the lychee core, "You have more than one cousin, who should be talking about, Guan Yu?"

Wen Yao was stunned.

Ye Zhi said: "Didn't you mention it to me before, when you were on a business trip in Danshui County, you met Zong Zhengqing and Guan Yu?"

Wen Yao remembered, it really happened.

Holding the thing in her hand, she felt inexplicably hot potato.

"Then why didn't he come and give it to me?" She left a wedding invitation that day, then found the business card he had given before, contacted him, sent the invitation over, and invited him to the wedding.

"Then I don't know." Ye Zhi shrugged and said with a smile, "You know, it's hard to guess what rich people are thinking."

Wen Yao: "..."

Ye Zhi pointed to the brocade box: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

Wen Yao lowered her head, and when she opened it, she found a pair of earrings, which looked expensive.

Ye Zhi also came up to take a look, "Sure enough, he is a rich man."

Wen Yao closed it again and put it aside.

Ye Zhi suddenly held her face and rubbed it, "Mrs. Yan, sister's bright future depends on you!"

Wen Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then you have to treat me better."

"Is it okay? Don't worry, it hurts. I'm not alone. I could see it clearly when you kissed Yan Sui just now, tsk tsk tsk..."

Wen Yao's noodles were as cooked as shrimp, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The two of them spoke thoughtful words in the lounge for a while, and Ye Zhi's cell phone rang. She picked it up and twitched the corners of her lips: "It seems that I can't stay with you any longer."

Wen Yao looked at her face that suddenly sank, and guessed: "Your father?"

Ye Zhi nodded, and sneered: "In this occasion today, it is absolutely necessary to introduce someone to me."

She didn't answer the phone, put away the phone and stood up, "Then I'll go first, you have a good rest."

Wen Yao stood up to send her off, but Ye Zhi didn't let her go, and slapped her butt jokingly, like a female hooligan: "Don't send her off, just save your energy, you have something to use tonight."

Although Wen Yao was used to her being out of tune, she still couldn't help but annoy her, and said helplessly, "You're here again."

Ye Zhi flirted with others and left with a smile.

After drinking honey water and chatting with Ye Zhi for a while, Wen Yao felt that she was almost sober from the wine. Although Yan Sui told her to rest and he was there to support the audience outside, in order not to leave anyone else talking, this It would definitely not work if she didn't show up for a long time.

So Ye Zhi didn't leave for long, she also packed up and left.

There is a special room for presents, Wen Yao intends to put down the brocade box that Zong Zhengqing sent over before going to Yan Sui.

After leaving the room, she walked along the long corridor, passed through a screen, and found two figures not far away, with their backs facing her direction, and one of them looked familiar.

When she got closer, she heard the woman's sneering voice: "...If it wasn't for someone in the college classmates to spread the news, I wouldn't even know that you were getting married. Could it be that if I didn't take the initiative to ask you, you wouldn't even You don't even plan to give me a wedding invitation?"

"No."

The deep male voice was very familiar, and Wen Yao could almost tell that it was Yan Sui, and that woman was Nan Xu who had criticized her mercilessly at the meeting before.

She didn't feel ashamed to eavesdrop on other people's conversation at all, and she stood aside in her spare time, using the screen to block herself, stepped forward, and listened quietly.

"I'm still wondering why the person who was dismissed a long time ago returned to the company, joined our department, and became your subordinate. It turns out that she is your wife."

Nan Xu smiled, and said with a difficult voice, "When I came to you for an interview, you didn't plan to go, but you changed your mind later, it's because of her, right?"

Yan Sui did not speak, as if acquiescing.

Nan Xu said again: "Then why did you eliminate her in front of us? Is this also to protect her?"

Wen Yao also thought, why.

After listening to Nan Xu's words, she curled her lips. What kind of protection, making things difficult is almost the same. At that time, Yan Sui's attitude towards her was very bad, and she still remembered that she was plotting against him.

"She's not suitable."

Nan Xu sneered: "But she still entered KZ!"

It seemed that he was sure that there was his intervention and help in this.

Wen Yao didn't think so, the opportunity to enter KZ was won by herself, it was Yan Sui who asked her for something, and she was capable enough, so she couldn't rely on connections through the back door.

Yan Sui remained silent, not intending to explain the reason.

Before, he thought that Wen Yao was indeed inappropriate, and it was for her own good, but later he felt that she could, and she had seized the opportunity by herself, so he had no reason to refuse.

However, there is no need to explain Daoming clearly to others.

Because of his silence, Nan Xu gradually felt chilled. She was not reconciled, and even felt betrayed, even though there was nothing between her and Yan Sui other than the relationship between classmates and colleagues.

She took a deep breath, and cried again in depression: "Really, Yan Sui, we have been classmates for many years, and we have worked together for so long. I thought that even if we could not be lovers, at least we would still be friends. Is that what you are? To your friend? You hide everything, and you clearly know my intentions, but you pretend you don’t see it, so why am I inferior to her? "

Wen Yao was a little bit embarrassed when she heard her words that were similar to condemnation and expressed her feelings and grievances.

This is Mr. Nan who is vigorous and resolute, and there are times when he is so humble.

I kind of feel that Yan Sui really doesn't know good from bad, he doesn't even know how to cherish such an excellent woman.

But thinking narrowly, fortunately Yan Sui didn't have feelings for her, otherwise she wouldn't be Wen Yao who married Yan Sui today.

Nan Xu's eyes were moist, and she stared fixedly at Yan Sui, waiting for his answer.

Wen Yao also waited.

A few moments later, Yan Sui said, "You are not comparable."

Hearing this, Wen Yao was overjoyed.

She also asked Yan Sui this question at the beginning, saying that she was not as good as Nan Xu, and Yan Sui also answered this way, and she still does it now.

She felt very upset at the time, it sounded annoying, but now she is comfortable, but she is still curious, why can't she compare with Nan Xu?
Apparently Yan Sui didn't intend to say too much, and fell silent after saying this.

Nan Xu looked at him in a daze as if struck by lightning, and suddenly laughed, tears fell as she smiled, "I understand... I understand, so it's like this..."

She nodded, not wanting to embarrass herself too much in front of him, but she was indeed too excited today, she wiped away her tears, looked at him again, with an impeccable smile on her face, "Okay, I understand, in the future I won't make it difficult for you like today."

After finishing speaking, she stepped on her high heels and left, turning into that proud Nanxu again.

Wen Yao also lost interest when he stopped eavesdropping and planned to stand for a while before leaving.

Unexpectedly, a man's voice came from ahead: "How long are you going to hide, Mrs. Yan?"

Wen Yao was stunned, she didn't expect to be discovered.

He didn't continue to hide, and went out to preemptively: "How do you know it's me? When did you find out?"

Yan Sui looked at her with a half-smile and pretended to be calm, "Don't Mrs. Yan know that when she likes someone, even the sound of her footsteps is familiar?"

Wen Yao just listened to his nonsense.

Although I knew that he might be joking, or just said it casually, but I was still liked by his two words, which made my heart beat unbalanced.

She tightened her fingers and pinched herself, "Is it because Mr. Yan's mouth is so sweet because we ate wedding candy today?"

Yan Sui glanced at the fingers she was holding, seeing her panic and pretending to be calm.

"Sweet?"

Wen Yao raised her chin, "Hmm."

Yan Sui: "I don't believe it."

Wen Yao was just about to say that it's okay if you don't believe it, when he heard him say, "You have to taste it to know."

She frowned subconsciously, but before she could understand the meaning of the words, a shadow suddenly cast in front of her eyes, followed by a heat on her lips.

At this moment, the noble ladies who came over here chatting and laughing in twos and threes, who were still laughing and excited, were stunned when they saw this scene, and then turned around quickly, but they talked a little excitedly without suppressing their voices.

"Oh, you said you didn't see Mr. Yan and his wife, so they were hiding here and secretly kissing..."

"The two are really a good match. Mrs. Yan is so beautiful. Look at that figure..."

The discussion gradually faded away.

Yan Sui didn't let go of Wen Yao immediately when he was seen, he let go after sucking enough kisses.

Yan Sui drank more wine than her, and it was mellow and intoxicating, while Wen Yao just drank sweet honey water a while ago, and the two collided and combined.

Yan Sui tasted the sweetness, but Wen Yao was a little confused, looking up at him, her legs were unstoppably weak, and her eyes were entwined.

His face was also flushed.

Yan Sui touched her face and said calmly, "Well, it's really sweet."

"..."

"But why is Mrs. Yan blushing?"

"..."

"Is it because of shyness?"

Wen Yao: "..." Shut up!
She slammed into his arms, intending to pretend to be dazed.

Yan Sui hugged her, touched her burning ears with his lips, "Tired?"

Wen Yao pretended to be asleep.

Smelling the scent on him, she felt nostalgic and didn't respond. She didn't want to admit that, in fact, the conversation between him and Nan Xu made her feel very happy.

There is a kind of anger that I received from Nanxu before, all vented and disappeared, and the whole person feels comfortable.

She didn't answer Yan Sui nor force her, her voice became low and low: "Then shall we go to bed first?"

"..."

Wen Yao felt that this sleeping method should not be what she thought, the sleeping method of covering the bed and purely chatting.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes narrowed: "I don't seem to be sleepy yet..."

Yan Sui led her towards the elevator, "You will be sleepy when you go up."

The North Hall is ridiculously large, and it manages to eat, drink, and sleep.

Yan Sui has a suite here, on the roof, and he has made preparations in advance, and it is decorated like a new house. He wants to take Wen Yao into the room.

Wen Yao tried to struggle: "...What about those people below?"

Yan Sui smiled lightly, suppressing her thoughts of running away: "Don't worry, someone will take care of the aftermath."

Although Wen Yao followed Yan into bed maybe one, two, three, four... or even more times, but today is inexplicably more nervous than ever.

She sat on the edge of the bed and listened to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, knowing that Yan Sui was draining the water, she swallowed her throat.

Feeling a little hot, I couldn't help pulling the neckline, but I still felt that the cheongsam was very tight.

Elegant neckline waisted wedding toasting cheongsam is not good at this point, it will affect the whole body, if you don’t want to be so uncomfortable, you have to take it off.

Moreover, this is an invisible back zipper, Ye Zhi pulls it for her when she puts it on, it is not easy to operate when she takes it off, and she needs someone to help take it off.

Thinking of this, Wen Yao became even hotter.

Not long after, Yan Sui came out, looked at her blushing face, raised his hand to touch her forehead, "Have a fever?"

Wen Yao cleared her throat and brushed his hand away, "No, it's just hot."

Yan Sui didn't tease her, he just asked her to take a bath, "The water is ready, let's go."

Wen Yao stood up and took two steps, then came back.

"what happened?"

Wen Yao tilted her head and exposed the back of her neck, "Zip, pull it for me."

Yan casually looked at her deeply, "Are you sure you want my help?"

Wen Yao bit her lower lip and said angrily, "If I can do it myself, do I still need you!"

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows, then stretched out his hand.

Halfway through, he stared at her white back and stopped.

Wen Yao's heart was beating like thunder, and she felt that it was grinding, so she couldn't help but ask, "Are you alright?"

"Soon." The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he pulled it down a little more. Seeing the small mole on the back of his waist, he rolled his Adam's apple, paused, and his eyes darkened.

A few seconds later, Wen Yao was about to turn around, but suddenly the world spun, which made her cry out in shock.

Yan Sui suddenly picked her up by the waist and put her on his shoulders.

The feeling of falling head down was uncomfortable, Wen Yao grabbed his back and struggled: "You are crazy, let me down!"

Yan Sui didn't let it go, but felt like the wind was blowing under his feet, "The spring night is short, it's better to save time, it's faster to wash together."

Wen Yao's head was swollen by him, and she was angry and funny when she heard this.

"Let me down first, I'm uncomfortable."

"You don't move."

As he spoke, he patted her buttocks, then held her in his hands and rubbed them.

Walking quickly to the bathroom, the door was closed, blocking the spring light in the room.

But I could vaguely hear the whispers coming from inside.

"...Take it off first! What are you doing, I haven't showered yet!"

"It's the same when you wash it after you're done."

"... Then you have to let me take off my clothes."

"It looks better in clothes."

"I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"..."

"Mrs. Yan is really beautiful today."

"...Woo...well, take it easy!"

The man smiled.

"It's not easy."