Heartbeat During Marriage [Marriage First, Love Later]

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Chapter 33 33. Shaking "It's a good arrangement." ...

Chapter 33 33. Shaking "It's a good arrangement." ...

Qin Muchuan had great respect for Shi Jingzhou.

I decided never to criticize his ability to see through his love rivals again.

I always thought that Xiao Yichi was warm and affectionate, and that he was considerate to girls just out of their childhood friendship.

Walking out of the bar and leaning against the side of the high stool, Qin Muchuan said, "What a pity."

Xiao Yichi is definitely no match for Shi Jingzhou when it comes to fighting and competing.

"Not necessarily. Chi Chi was abroad when Xiao Yan got married and didn't know about it. When he came back, they had already obtained the marriage certificate."

Yu Wan wasn't optimistic about her useless husband. At least, so far, she couldn't see any substantial progress between the two. "They've been friends for nearly twenty years, but how long has Shi Jingzhou been around?"

Four months and five days.

When Jingzhou closed the calendar on his phone, he faced the exit. The electronic screen was updated in real time. The train from Yangzhou had stopped three minutes ago and passengers were getting off. The escalator was transporting passengers from high to low.

The fragrance was overwhelming, and I turned around to see a couple leaving the station hugging each other in a bouquet of roses.

The next second, Mi Yanyan swiped her ID card to exit the gate. When their eyes met, he found that her hands were empty.

The atmosphere around them was too sweet and affectionate. Mi Yanyan glanced away and said calmly, "It's a little late."

"Just arrived." He took the suitcase.

"That's good."

As we drove out of South Station, Shi Jingzhou was sitting there staring straight ahead. He asked indifferently, "Are you done with all your work?"

"Almost," Xu Chang said, staying behind to finish up at the Yangzhou branch. When she arrived, she noticed Shi Jingzhou consciously scanning the crowd behind him as if searching for him. She quickly explained, "Chengdong was too busy, so they arranged for me to come back first."

"It's a good arrangement."

Mi Yanyan heard the sarcastic tone and turned sideways to look out the window.

The temperature in the south city dropped sharply in winter, and the dead branches and fallen leaves made the scene desolate and solemn. The charming intimacy of our first night in Yangzhou only remained in another city. When we met again, we did not feel any warming of our relationship, and we were as distant as before.

When she got downstairs to the compound, Mi Yanyan opened her eyes and realized that she had slept all the way. She stood up with the help of the handrail, took out her powder box and pressed the tiredness under her eyes.

Shi Jingzhou got out of the car to get the gifts from the trunk. Mi Yanyan yawned as she covered her mouth with her hands over the large and small bags. "You've worked hard to prepare them. We'll just take a look and leave soon. It won't take too long."

Secretary Zhou had sent him the itinerary earlier. Shi Jingzhou had a full-day meeting today, and she had specifically told him not to come to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, I saw him waiting there as soon as I got out of the station.

Shi Jingzhou pressed the elevator button, stood upright in a corner, raised his eyelids and replied briefly: "No rush."

Mi Yanyan then noticed a bruise on the left side of his jawline. The location was hidden and it didn't look like a new injury. She leaned over to get closer and asked, "Were you beaten?"

With both hands full of gift boxes, he had no time to rest his head, and a sneer came out of his throat to express his helplessness.

The topic was terminated by the sound of the elevator door opening. Before the conversation could get to the point, Aunt Qian's voice rang out.

There was a half-empty wheelchair waiting at the door. Mi Yanyan half-knelt beside Mi Zhenhua's legs and scolded him coquettishly, "Why did you come out to wait? It's cold and you can't stand the wind."

I haven't seen him for less than a week and the wrinkles around his eyes have deepened a little. His appetite has been getting worse in recent days. If his condition doesn't improve, he'll probably have to go to the hospital again.

A cool, thin hand touched Mi Yanyan's head and said, "I wanted to see you earlier."

Mi Yanyan's eyes were almost filled with tears. A tissue was handed to her, and she took it and wiped her eyes carelessly. Shi Jingzhou handed the item to Aunt Qian, and the whole scene was captured in his eyes.

This tissue was handed to me by Xiao Yichi.

He pushed the wheelchair by the handrail, leaning against the door in his home clothes, with the attitude of a master. He muttered unhappily, "You love to pee." Then he leaned over to the old man and said, "Grandpa, Xiaoyan is here, let's go back to the house."

"Okay, Jingzhou, come in." The old man waved and greeted him. Shi Jingzhou smiled and waited in line to enter.

Mi Yanyan came out of the bathroom. Xiao Yichi leaned against the wall and looked at her cheeks with water droplets hanging on them. He said softly, "Grandpa is not in good condition. It makes him feel worse if we show it."

"Don't I know? I couldn't help it just now." She glanced at the bags of liquid nutrition solution on the table, and her nose suddenly felt sore again. She turned her face away and dared not look again.

Xiao Yichi took a long breath and pursed his lips. Ever since he could remember, he had been joking around with the old man. He used to be the most mischievous boy in the yard, and it was common for him to be chased and beaten by Mi Zhenhua. However, he was serious about protecting his son.

When the eight-year-old fell and broke his bones, his grandfather carried him to the hospital. After the operation, he went back to the yard and taught a lesson to the bullies who had bullied him.

Xiao Yichi's parents were away on business, so he had his first family dinner at the Mi family during the ten reunion festivals. They were like real family, even though they were not real.

He and Mi Yanyan were both left-behind children in the compound. They had been keeping each other company for more than 20 years, and they could see through each other with just a glance.

Xiao Yichi patted her shoulder and said something happy. You're the best at making the old man happy, aren't you?

Mi Yanyan blocked her nose with a tissue and turned back to hit him, "Go away, I'm tired of hearing you talk."

Shi Jingzhou sat upright on the sofa, drinking tea silently. Mi Yanyan leaned against his grandfather, and she and Xiao Yichi sang in unison, making the old man smile. Even when they were bickering and acting like a spoiled child, they were more cheerful and straightforward than anyone had ever seen before.

"Are the wedding photos out?" Mi Zhenhua suddenly asked.

Mi Yanyan took out her cell phone, brightened the screen, and scrolled through the photo album.

After a while, a tear fell from the corner of Mi Zhenhua's wrinkled eyes, and his mouth moved.

"Xiaoyan, I hope you can be happier in the future."

The bitterness in her heart spread throughout her chest, and she regretted why she couldn't smile more on the day of the filming, even if it was a fake smile, so that the old man wouldn't notice.

"I'm happy. Look at these pictures I have. Xiaoyan is baring her big teeth and looking silly." Xiao Yichi handed over his cell phone again.

"You're destroying my image."

A pillow flew by, and Xiao Yichi hugged it in his arms, "You are such an adult, can you be more reserved?"

"I won't be reserved with you."

Shi Jingzhou couldn't get a word in. After hesitating for a long time, he took out two photo frames from his bag.

"Wow, these two are also fine," Xiao Yichi quickly took it and handed it to the old man, "Grandpa, look at this, Xiaoyan's crow's feet are showing when she smiles."

"This is good," the old man touched the card of his reading glasses, and after reading for a while, he pushed his glasses back on his head. "Jingzhou is thoughtful. Let's put it in Xiaoyan's room."

Shi Jingzhou drank up the full teacup, and Aunt Qian went to boil water in embarrassment. Mi Yanyan stood up, took two steps and turned back.

"Come together?"

Shi Jingzhou put down the cup and said, "Okay."

The bedroom is not big. There is a small milky white wooden bed covered with various dolls. There is a row of cabinets above the desk next to it. Several photos are placed in the large and small storage compartments. Shi Jingzhou stopped and put his hands behind his back. At first glance, he looks like an old leader who came to inspect.

"He was quite clever when he was little."

Mi Yanyan spread out the legs of the photo frame and placed it in a row with her school photos. "She's still smart and pretty now."

"Yeah, they're all beautiful."

Shi Jingzhou's voice was not loud, but he was listening very seriously. Mi Yanyan looked in the direction he was listening and saw a faint smile of appreciation on the corner of his mouth.

Mi Yanyan quickly looked away.

Aunt Qian knocked on the door and said, "Xiaoyan, the cashmere coats you like to wear have been sent for dry cleaning. I wanted to send them to you, but now that your son-in-law is here, you can take them away together."

"Okay, I'll get it." Shi Jingzhou said and followed Aunt Qian to the wardrobe. There were six big bags full of clothes. With a slight pull, a floral skirt with rolled hems fell to the ground.

Aunt Qian squatted down to pick it up and folded it carefully. Shi Jingzhou looked at it and saw that the color was flashy and the style was short. No matter how she wore it, her blood pressure would soar.

It seems that there are not only villas in Zhongshan, but also many in the compound.

After cleaning up, the old man came out and said that he felt uncomfortable sitting for a long time, so he told everyone to go back home and get back to business.

Xiao Yichi followed behind with his hands in his pockets. After leaving the unit, he turned around and went back. He looked up at Shi Jingzhou and said without hesitation, "Wanwan has already checked out the venue. Just come on time the day after tomorrow."

Mi Yanyan then remembered that her birthday was the day after tomorrow.

Yangzhou was so busy on a business trip that he couldn't even think of what day it was. He specifically instructed, "Don't invite too many people, it'll make a lot of noise."

Since she was in high school, Xiao Yichi had been in charge of arranging her birthday every year. It always came down to her good old classmates. There were so many things to do, and she didn't need to worry about it. As long as everyone showed up, it was fine.

Shi Jingzhou got in the car after hearing this, biting his lower lip and rubbing it. He watched Mi Yanyan open the door, sit down, and fasten her seatbelt in one go. After a while, she turned her head and asked him innocently, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Celebrating your birthday with him?"

Mi Yanyan saw the meaning of settling scores in his expression when he asked the question. She blinked and replied, "Chi Chi arranges it every year. Do you want to go?"

She had never wanted to hold a grand celebration. The reason why Xiao Yichi had insisted on celebrating her birthday over the years was simply to repay the Mi family for their daily care. He didn't want her to be alone on her special day and think of the bad memories of her parents' generation.

It turns out that I had no intention of inviting him at all.

Shi Jingzhou didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Since their wedding, Mi Yanyan had never made any requests. They celebrated every major and minor festival normally, and there was no need for any sense of ceremony.

It turned out that someone had given it to him, so there was no need for him to do anything more.

"You are getting married this year." Shi Jingzhou's dark eyes swept over, not as a warm reminder, but as a notice of rescheduling.

"But I didn't know you were going to give it to me."

Mi Yanyan was confused and was still wondering if she had misunderstood. The other party's answer was definitely unquestionable.

"Now I know."

Yu Wan sent a picture of the venue in the group chat. The lineup was luxurious and thoughtful. She really couldn't bear to talk about rescheduling, so she asked softly, "How about we go over earlier?"

What responded to her was Shi Jingzhou's incredible expression and two words that were not negotiable.

"no".

He wasn't that persistent at first, but when he saw the group name "A Loving Family", he instantly became angry, and Qin Muchuan's words were still ringing in his ears.

He has robbed someone at his doorstep, there is no way he would give in to this.

Mi Yanyan was still hesitating when the person next to her started the car. The car fell into silence. She suggested, "Let's turn on the radio."

Since we say we don't agree, let others say something better. Mi Yanyan nodded her hand, and the noon music radio started playing, with the host's melodious voice telling the story.

"Dear listeners, in the next music time, let's listen to classic old songs from the Chinese music scene together."

"I'm hiding in the car, holding a glass of champagne, wanting to give you a birthday surprise..."

It was so fitting that Mi Yanyan couldn't help laughing. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shi Jingzhou's fingers tapping the steering wheel lightly, his face ashen, and she wanted to laugh even more.

She supported her lips with her left hand, trying to suppress the frequency of her facial tremors until the words "I should be under the car" appeared, and Mi Yanyan completely broke down.

Shi Jingzhou looked over coldly, his coat hanging down beside his legs. He was wearing a thin rabbit fur cardigan with two round mini buttons open. His skin from collarbone to neck was as white as snow, and his lace lining trembled when he smiled.

Looks well-behaved, but actually very disobedient.

"So funny?" He frowned slightly, not knowing whether to talk to her about her birthday first, or make fun of the fact that he was supposed to be under the car.

Mi Yanyan bit her lip, her white teeth touching her rosy lips, and stared at him with moist eyes, "I won't laugh anymore. I'm getting a side stitch and a stomachache from laughing."

When she mentioned the pain, she remembered the wound on Shi Jingzhou's face. It was necessary for a couple to show some concern for each other. She picked up the topic they were talking about in the elevator and asked, "Who hit you? How could you hit him?"

Shi Jingzhou backed the car into the garage, unbuckled his seatbelt, turned sideways, and finally said, "The old man is in a bad mood."

Mi Yanyan was shocked. She had seen Shi Huaizhi several times in the news, and he looked radiant and strong. She didn't expect that he would still hit people at this age.

Shi Jingzhou was now in a posture with his chin slightly raised, and a bruise was shocking.

I leaned forward with my elbow and moved closer, and saw a slight bulge on the skin. I extended my index finger and touched it, and the bulge hadn't gone away, so I guessed the injury was serious.

"Why don't you just talk it out nicely? You're still so energetic at such an old age." Mi Yanyan complained.

"Regarding marriage," Jingzhou said as he gazed at his garden, his eyes filled with desolation. "It's been over four months since we got the marriage certificate. Many things should have been discussed between us as a couple. If it falls into the hands of outsiders, my family will probably have some opinions. They'll inevitably say I wasn't well prepared."

"What's the matter?" Mi Yanyan asked.

"Like, birthdays."

"Huh?" Mi Yanyan's mouth opened into an O shape. After hearing the reason, she felt guilty. The Shi family really cared about her. It was indeed her inconsiderateness that implicated Shi Jingzhou. "Celebrating your birthday is a small matter. I'll just celebrate it for you. Does it hurt?"

Shi Jingzhou glanced down at her, then nodded solemnly, "It was hit by the ashtray. It hurts a lot."

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