The state-run restaurant was filled with the sounds of firecrackers and drums.

Congratulations were offered in waves.

Newspapers and television stations were well-prepared, with some taking photos and others filming. The only drawback was that they couldn't capture the bride's face.

After bowing three times, he was then subjected to games by a group of relatives and friends.

In the end, they managed to empty Zhou Xiangqun's red envelope.

Zhou Xiangqun complained bitterly.

At this moment, Ding Xiaotong brought over an apple with a stick tied to it, and said to Deng Hui with a smile, "Brother Hui, it's time for the bride to lift her veil, isn't it? May the bride and groom eat an apple, wishing them peace and a prosperous life."

There are also people in the countryside who play very wildly.

He also remarked that the city was full of civilized people, even their weddings were so refined, not as ferocious as the big black dog.

Deng Hui slapped him on the head and cursed him in an annoyed tone.

But he still instinctively took the apple, found Zhou Xiangqun, and suggested playing an apple-eating game to liven up the wedding atmosphere...

Zhou Xiangqun also had some ideas of his own.

He was especially proud to have married such a beautiful wife, and if he could kiss her in public, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime moment of joy to look back on in the future.

So, he took the apple, walked over to Jiang Pengyue, and whispered, "Yueyue, let's play this game. I'll help you lift your veil."

Zhou Xiangqun reached out to lift the veil.

One hand was grabbed.

Gu Tongkai rushed over and quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "This isn't a good idea. What if we go too far and it has a bad influence? Look, the TV station and the newspaper are here."

"Grandpa Gu, don't be so old-fashioned. Young people in this new era can play around freely without any problems," Deng Hui and the others advised.

Zhou Xiangqun stared intently at the bride.

He reached out to lift it again.

At that moment, the bride let out a soft moan, clutched her stomach, and shook her body as if in great pain.

"Oh, look, Pengyue isn't feeling well. Let's take her back to the bridal chamber first. Xiangqun, please keep the guests company," Gu Tongkai said.

Zhou Xiangqun looked disappointed.

He always felt something was off.

From his wife to everyone in the family, there was an inexplicable sense of unease.

But upon closer reflection, I don't see anything wrong with it.

After much deliberation, he had no choice but to welcome the guests, accept their congratulations, and enjoy himself immensely with them, eating, drinking, and having a wonderful time.

On the execution ground, Jiang She made one last request: he wanted to see his sister's wedding.

The police didn't mince words.

They had been following Jiang Pengyue's wedding for some time and knew that people from the TV station had gone there, so they drove to find the cameraman and brought over the tapes.

Jiang She watched as Jiang Pengyue, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, bowed to Zhou Xiangqun, first to heaven and earth, then to her parents... The scene was beautiful and happy, yet it conveyed a strong sense of incongruity.

A subtle, almost imperceptible unease welled up within him.

From beginning to end, Yueyue never mentioned her second brother, never saw him, and even Xu Manzhi sent a wreath... For some reason, he felt that everything was like a dream, a strong sense of unreality that made him feel torn apart.

"Yueyue, I've been so good to you, loving and protecting you with all my heart, yet you don't feel even the slightest bit of heartache or guilt towards me, Jiang She?"

"If that's the case, I wish I would never be your brother in the next life."

Gunshots rang out, blood splattered, and brain matter spilled onto the ground, startling insects in the grass into a frenzy.

Sitting in the bridal chamber, Jiang Pengyue clutched her chest.

A feeling of suffocation and discomfort washed over me.

She seemed to have lost something extremely important...

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Xu Xiaofeng rushed into the house, sobbing, and told her the news of Gu Meiyun's sudden death, urging her to go back now to observe mourning for her mother.

Jiang Pengyue's voice trembled as she whispered, "My... my mom... she was perfectly fine before, how could this happen so suddenly? She always wanted me to get married, how could this happen?"

She shook her head.

incredible.

It was too sudden, too unexpected.

“Are you leaving or not? She’s your mother, even if she’s your adoptive mother, she raised you with love and care, she’s no different from your biological mother. Now that she’s gone, all three sons of the Jiang family are gone, you have to come and support them,” Xu Xiaofeng said.

"Go find Xu Manzhi, she's her biological daughter."

"What...what do you mean?"

Xu Xiaofeng was stunned.

But she soon understood.

Jiang Pengyue said coldly, "Today is my big day. You want me to attend a funeral? Even if my mother were still alive, she wouldn't agree. She would feel sorry for me."

"You, you—Meiyun is raising a sesame seed cake?"

Xu Xiaofeng was furious.

She retorted angrily, "Fine, very well. Since you're so heartless, from today onwards, my Gu family has nothing to do with you. Whether you live or die, we'll never see each other again. I mean what I say—"

Then, she stormed off in a huff.

Jiang Pengyue's heart trembled wildly.

My heart is bleeding.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back; you have to go all the way to the end.

After the dinner.

Zhou Xiangqun was drunk and was helped back to the house by Deng Hui and his group.

They were just getting ready to go and make a ruckus in the bridal chamber.

Gu Qingshu quickly pulled everyone back, saying, "Alright, alright, Xiang Qun is so drunk he can't cause any more trouble. Let him go back to his room for his wedding night."

Everyone present was drunk.

Gu Qingshu was allergic to alcohol, and he was the only one who was still sober, so he helped everyone along the way and took them to the next room to rest.

With a creak, the door opened.

Zhou Xiangqun stepped into the house.

He rubbed his hands together, walking step by step toward the bride, the strong smell of alcohol emanating from him. He pounced onto the bright red wedding bed, grabbed the woman's waist, and said with unbridled joy, "Yueyue, I finally married you, instead of that disgusting Jiang Xiaoyu. I have no regrets in this life..."

As he spoke, he ripped her clothes open with a tearing sound, and all the buttons popped off.

Gurgle.

It even has a little tummy...

"Hehe, Yueyue, you've gained weight," he said drunkenly.

As he spoke, he went to lift Jiang Pengyue's veil.