Zhou Dang couldn't help but feel a little happy. It seemed that Lin Sui still cared about him. This discovery made him feel much better.

A dreamless night.

At four in the morning, Zhou Dang woke up and drove to the old house. He was leaving from there to pick up his bride, Wen Yue. Even though this was his second marriage, he hadn't had a wedding the first time, so everything was new to him. He decided to be a humanoid doll today, letting everyone play with him.

Zhou Dang led two groomsmen to Wen Yue's villa. Yunjuan and Yunshu stood in front of Wen Yue's bedroom, smiling and ready to block their way. Zhou Dang knew what they meant and asked the groomsmen to take out a thick stack of red envelopes. Unexpectedly, Yunshu curled her lips and said that they didn't want these.

"Then what do you want? Me?" Zhou Dang joked casually, and Yun Shu's face turned red.

"I want to test you. If you answer all the questions correctly, I will let you in!" Yun Shu pinched her waist, looking quite impressed.

Zhou Dang shrugged indifferently.

"Listen carefully, what is Wen Yue's zodiac sign?" Yun Shu planned to start with some easy questions and gradually increase the difficulty.

Zhou Dang laughed and shook his head. He knew absolutely nothing about Wen Yue. Okay, she knew it herself, but she didn't understand the meaning of setting up such a link. Wasn't it to embarrass herself?

Yun Shu never expected that Zhou Dang didn't even know the answer to such a simple question. A group of people gathered around her, looking at each other in confusion. What's more, the camera was still set up, so she didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Hurry up and open the door for Zhou Dang. Doesn't he know that Wen Yue is a Pisces? I'm just too lazy to play this game with you!" Yun Juan stood up again and wiped Yun Shu's butt.

The bedroom door opened, and Wen Yue was sitting on the bed in her wedding dress. The smile on her face was very forced, and it was obvious that she had heard their conversation just now.

Zhou Dang took a few steps forward, bent down, and prepared to pick up Wen Yue and leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, not yet, you haven't found the wedding shoes yet?" Yun Shu stood in front of Zhou Dang, cueing the process.

Zhou Dang looked down and saw that Wen Yue was missing a shoe. He put Wen Yue down and asked patiently.

"Where to find it?"

"It's this room, it's easy to find." Yun Shu smiled.

Zhou Dang felt very upset. Damn, this room is a full 100 square meters. He has to find a time to go there.

He bent down again and picked up Wen Yue with one effort.

"Ah..." Wen Yue exclaimed softly and raised her head to look at Zhou Dang.

"Aren't you looking for shoes?"

"Whoever wants to find it can find it. At worst, I can ask someone to buy you another pair on the way."

Turning around, Zhou Dang carried Wen Yue and headed for the door. The onlookers were all stunned; they had never seen a bride being picked up like this before! Yun Shu was furious. She pulled Wen Yue's shoes out from under the bed and quickly ran after Zhou Dang.

Yunjuan paced slowly behind with a playful smile on his face.

Zhou Dang carried Wen Yue all the way to the wedding car. The wedding car convoy set off for the hotel. The scene was very spectacular with 88 Rolls-Royces. He sat in the car, looking at the scenery outside the window, feeling lonely. Who would get married in winter?

Wen Yue felt very happy. She wore an expensive wedding dress and a seven-figure diamond necklace around her neck. She looked like a doll, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

However, Zhou Dang didn't even look at her. He was full of sleepiness. He had woken up early in the morning and didn't sleep well last night. Soon, the sound of Wen Yue's even breathing came from her side.

Wen Yue glanced sideways and couldn't help but find it funny. How could anyone sleep well after getting married? She secretly took a photo of herself and Zhou Dang sleeping, planning to use it to mock him later.

Arriving at the hotel, there was another flurry of activity. The Zhou family and the Wen family were both well-known figures in Jiangbei. The two families had set up more than 600 tables in total, and this was the result of only inviting close relatives. Otherwise, the entire hotel would not be able to accommodate everyone. After all, there were many people who wanted to curry favor with these two families.

The whole audience was silent.

The wedding march began, and the bride, her long skirt trailing behind her, sauntered in, her father on her arm. Zhou Dang, standing on the other side of the stage, suddenly felt as if nothing had to do with him. He squinted, perhaps because of the lighting, and mistook Wen Yue for Lin Sui.

Only when Wen Yue and Wen's father came closer did he gradually come to his senses. Oh, this was his and Wen Yue's wedding.

The wedding host handed the microphone to Wen's father. Zhou Dang didn't listen to what Wen's father said at all. He just took Wen Yue's hand woodenly, placed it in his palm, then turned around and faced the audience.

"Groom, are you willing to marry Miss Wenyue? From now on, whether in wealth or poverty, you will never abandon her and will hold her hand until old age. Are you willing?"

Zhou Dang looked at the microphone handed to him, his mind was confused for a moment, and his mind was full of the scene five years ago.

That day was the day he and Lin Sui got their marriage certificate. His stubbornness made Zhou's father furious, and Zhou's mother even called and scolded him for half an hour. He threw his phone on the table with the hands-free mode on, leaned on the sofa nonchalantly, and held Lin Sui's fingers tightly.

"I'll hold a wedding for you next month." He promised with a smile.

"No need. My dad is going to have surgery soon and I'm not in the mood." Lin Sui's voice was as cold as ice.

"Wait until your father gets better, then it will be a festive occasion, okay?" Zhou Dang suggested.

"No need, we have already obtained the marriage certificate, so there is no need for those ceremonies." Lin Sui sighed, and the two sentences combined made him three "no need"s in a row, obviously not interested in this topic.

"OK." Zhou Dang fell silent, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Zhou's mother was still cursing on the other end of the phone. On the coffee table was his and Lin Sui's marriage certificate. The photo on it was taken at the last minute. He had a smile on his face, while Lin Sui had a blank expression.

It's all absurd.

But Zhou Dang at that time was not a person who was easily discouraged. He understood that Lin Sui's father was sick and he was not in the mood to hold a wedding, that Lin Sui had just broken up with his first love and was still unable to get over it, and even understood that Lin Sui did not like him very much so far.

He laughed nonchalantly, then jumped onto the coffee table, rolled up the marriage certificate into the shape of a microphone, and asked Lin Sui.

"Ms. Lin, are you willing to marry Zhou Dang? Whether rich or poor, old or young, you will stay with him and never leave him until the end of your life. Are you willing?"

"Would you like to?"

The host repeated the question again, this was the third time, and the guests below had already started talking.

"I do." Zhou Dang said in a very soft voice, just like Lin Sui five years ago.

Wen Yue patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and the two parents sitting below also breathed a sigh of relief.

No one noticed that Zhou Dang's eyes turned red. If he still had hope and evil intentions before, then from this second on, he began to tell himself: Forget Lin Sui, damn it, forget her!