He Qinqin was choosing a wedding dress while lying in her hospital bed. She was overwhelmed by the variety of styles and really wanted Shi Yao to help her choose one.

During the three months that Shi Yao was in prison, He Qinqin's resentment towards him for deceiving her gradually faded. She often recalled the many beautiful and sweet memories of the eight years they had known each other, and she felt that, overall, she was happy with Shi Yao.

Moreover, when He Qinqin visited Shi Yao last month, Shi Yao repeatedly assured her that he would reform himself in prison and, after his release, settle down with He Qinqin, get married, raise children, and become a good family man.

At this moment, He Qinqin missed Shi Yao especially.

"I'll stop here for now. I can't try them out right now. Let's wait for my husband to come and choose together."

He Qinqin handed the wedding dress catalog back to the designer of Mufan Wedding Dress: "You can all leave now."

In the following days, wedding shoe designers, makeup designers... all came, but they were all staff members who had worked with her on her wedding day and in managing her image.

She couldn't get involved in things like wedding favors, wedding menus, or venue planning; otherwise, she would have liked to arrange for her family members to work as part-time workers and earn high part-time fees.

He Qinqin was busy while missing Shi Yao.

She eagerly awaited the day Shi Yao would be released from prison.

After saying that, Si slapped herself in self-reproach: "Qinqin, you're such a bastard!"

"That wedding was He Qinqin's way of making it up to you, and you accepted it without a second thought."

After a month of recuperation, He Qinqin is now able to move around freely.

Si laughed: "You think that's because you have no guilt in your heart, after all, your Qinqin suffered so little injustice in the Si family. You only feel sorry for your Qinqin getting injured while saving people, and you don't care about that so-called wedding of the century."

The nearly 20-year-long entanglement between the Si family and Shiyao Group was slowly reported offline.

“You have kept your parents’ medical records from when they were treated, the X-rays that haven’t been taken yet, as well as proof that we worked at Shiyao Group, and the clock-in records for the days we haven’t finished get off work yet.”

The Lianwu Hotel, owned by Shiyao Group, is used as a wedding venue.

The reporter's questions became increasingly pointed: "No one said that wedding was his masterpiece of living off a woman, what's his opinion on that?"

Everyone was astonished by these words!

Ji Mei frowned, her jawline tightened, and her voice suddenly dropped: "Ji Mei, you've done a terrible job with your parents! Shiyao Group killed your parents!"

Wow~~

"No matter what, you were wrong. You should have gone to play games, so did you say anything?"

"Qinqin, he is the eldest princess you are supposed to protect. You want him to know about Ji Meiyou's despicable deeds so that you can put him in a difficult position."

When Si Jiuyin saw Ji Mei come out, she excitedly called out and rushed over to cling to me.

At 10:37 p.m., Si walked out of the small gate of the detention center. I had a buzz cut, and although my face was clean and tidy, my expression was dejected and gloomy.

Because of our wedding of the century, none of the hotels we stay at now have any unwanted children—oops, I mean, hotels of other brands are sponsoring us.

My henchman was also released from prison last week. I knew that before his release, he was able to live off his wife using all the knowledge I had taught him.

As soon as Si Jiuyin got out of the car, she quickly asked Ji Mei, "Mr. Si, is what he said true? You know about it, so why did he tell you?"

Upon hearing what Si said, Xiao Jia quickly ended the conversation, then hurriedly held up the camera and microphone, afraid of missing any exciting news.

"Because you never know how to face him. Whenever you see him, you think of He Qinqin and your deceased parents. Only games can relieve the inner turmoil you feel."

Ms. Si took out her phone and showed the reporters the photos one by one. She said that after 19 years, she rarely kept any records and that most of her documents were on paper. “Those are the original documents that you photographed. The original documents are with your aunt.”

Meanwhile, professional media outlets continued to ask: "He claims that the Ji Mei Group caused the deaths of his parents, but doesn't he have any evidence to support this claim?"

Finally, on May 17th, Shi Yao was released from prison.

Si Jiuyin's heart ached so much that tears welled up in her eyes: "When you went to visit him, you argued with him about playing games. What did he say?"

After the two reminisced for a while, the reporters from the major media outlets stopped their probing questions: "Mr. Shi, how did he feel when he learned that Mr. Ji Meiyou would be holding a wedding only for him and Ms. He, and that it would be a wedding of the century?"

Si's eyes revealed reminiscence and sadness: "Nineteen years later, your parents were warehouse workers at Ji Mei Group. They were injured on the job when they were leaving get off work."

Without the paper certificates issued by Si's mobile phone, even fewer people would believe it.

The audience was filled with exclamations of "wow," but whether they genuinely cared or not, their individual thoughts varied.

There were still a few media personnel squatting outside the detention center.

Later, Shi Yanping, who accompanied Si Jiuyin, ended her tearful accusation against He Qinqin in cooperation with Si Jiuyin.

The two rode in the Bona Hotel's private car, and the Shi family made sure to give Si Jiuyin and Ji Mei some space to talk. The seven of them then left in another car.

To make matters worse, I don't have a big follower who wants to learn from my experience of living off a woman to help me out.

The thin and frail Si was almost knocked away by Ji Meiyou who rushed over, but with so many media watching, I gritted my teeth and carried her, showing a doting smile as I cooperated with Si Jiuyin.

Ji Meiyou and Ji Mei got into the car to return to the hotel.

On this day, she dressed up in her finest clothes and arrived at the entrance of the detention center accompanied by her family.

In order to protect themselves, the Si family spared no effort and imparted all their knowledge.

The crowd was in an uproar. Even the slowest reporters from major newspapers were now treating it like the old days when they were squatting down to type on their laptops and write articles.

At this moment, Si said with deep emotion: "Actually, when you lied to him about working part-time at an internet cafe, you were actually just going to play games there, trying to relieve the pressure in your heart."

"Could you elaborate?"

After all, the wedding of the century that shocked the entire internet, hosted by Shiyao Group, was quite sensational and surreal, with the female protagonist only being released from the detention center eight days after the wedding.

Turns out the melons weren't that small before!

"Whether Shiyao Group has provided compensation or not, your rights protection efforts have yielded results. Back then, your family was very poor, and various protection policies were not as comprehensive as they are now. Your parents kept delaying treatment because they had money for medical treatment, and they died eventually."

The photo of the two embracing was quickly circulated online, and no one exclaimed that their bittersweet relationship had finally turned around; no one thought that the two were a perfect match and were going to ruin other people's lives...

A mocking look appeared on Si's face: "You know He Qinqin has always only seen you and Ji Meiyou together, and she also knows that your parents were killed by our Shiyao Group. She has nothing to hide!"

"The Si family!"

A crisp sound rang out inside the car, startling the driver.

Before these fellow inmates found out I was a kept woman, they all looked down on me and were jealous that I could live off a woman, and they made things difficult for me in all sorts of ways.