Jiang Pengyue was extremely nervous.

She clutched her clothes tightly, awaiting the final judgment, her mind racing with a hundred calculations, trying to figure out how to explain herself without angering him...

I was so nervous that my palms were sweating profusely.

Splash!

The veil was lifted.

She lowered her head shyly and found Zhou Xiangqun staring at her with wide eyes, creating an indescribable eeriness.

"Xiang Qun, Xiang Qun, what's wrong with you?" She shook him.

The man froze, as if petrified.

His body was stiff, his breath was weak, his eyes were bloodshot, and beads of sweat were pouring from his forehead.

"Xiang Qun, Xiang Qun, don't scare me. We finally got married, you can't have anything happen to you, I'm carrying your child."

Jiang Pengyue was crying and sobbing.

She kept shaking Zhou Xiangqun.

Zhou Xiangqun's lips turned blue, his eyes rolled around, and he was as stiff as a wooden statue. Then, under Jiang Pengyue's worried gaze, he gave a silly smile.

He rubbed his eyes hard, muttering in his sleep, "Another nightmare. I was having another wedding with Jiang Xiaoyu. This is ridiculous! It's supposed to be my wedding day, the day I'm supposed to consummate our marriage, so why am I asleep again?"

"Towards the group—"

Zhou Xiangqun squeezed his arm hard.

It hurts a lot.

The pain at this level was incredibly real.

He should be awake by now.

“Let’s do it again.” Zhou Xiangqun picked up the red veil and covered Jiang Pengyue’s head with it, praying incessantly, “Heavens, earth, all the gods and Buddhas, as long as I never have to see Jiang Xiaoyu’s ugly face again, I am willing to sacrifice everything.”

*Snap*

After the veil was pulled down, Jiang Pengyue's face was covered in tears.

The woman trembled uncontrollably, biting her lip as she cried, "Xiang Qun, my biggest dream in life was to marry you. How could you say such things and hurt me again and again?"

She broke down in tears.

Zhou Xiangqun heard her crying; he had seen it a thousand times in his dreams, and he was already extremely annoyed by it.

He grabbed her by the neck and said sternly, "Jiang Xiaoyu, you are Jiang Xiaoyu, the adopted daughter of the Jiang family, a worthless piece of trash. I, Zhou Xiangqun, am a powerful and influential man in Beijing. What makes you worthy of me? Don't you have any self-awareness?"

I'm dreaming again.

The dream was so real, the textures were so realistic, I could feel the warmth of the woman's neck and the hot tears dripping down her cheeks.

So annoying.

He abruptly threw her aside, then kicked her again, and said sternly, "Cry, cry, wail all you want! Let me tell you, the woman I'm marrying is Jiang Pengyue, the biological daughter of the Jiang family, not you. It has never been related to you from beginning to end. Give up on that idea."

Jiang Pengyue rushed forward and hugged his leg.

She cried out, "I am Jiang Pengyue! From beginning to end, it has always been me. The true daughter of the Jiang family is named Xu Manzhi, her name is Xu Manzhi—"

Xu Manzhi?

Zhou Xiangqun had a slight headache, and his head felt throbbing and buzzing.

It hurts like hell.

He kicked her several times, but that wasn't enough. He then picked up a candlestick from the table and smashed it against her, shouting, "You're talking nonsense! It's my dream, I decide! I said I'd marry the Jiang family's biological daughter, everyone knows that's not you, not you—"

Jiang Pengyue was hit and ran away with her head in her hands.

She screamed and kept calling Zhou Xiangqun's name: "Wake up, wake up! Stop hitting me! I'm carrying your child, if you keep hitting me I won't be able to save it."

My stomach hurts a little.

She felt a warm current flowing down her legs.

ah.

Did she miscarry because she was beaten?

No, no, it can't be, it can't be.

Jiang Pengyue panicked and tried to escape from the house, but unexpectedly a figure was standing outside the door. Before she could react, the other person chopped her unconscious with a chop to the neck.

"Ahhh, my wife's name is Jiang Pengyue—"

"Her name is Jiang Pengyue. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, it would still be her!"

Zhou Xiangqun shouted frantically.

Until someone pushed him from behind, throwing him onto the bed.

A soft, jade-like sensation washes over you.

He caught a faint fragrance and chuckled foolishly, "Pengyue, my wife, we're on our wedding night. At least the nightmares have stopped, everything's proceeding normally..."

The next day.

The newspapers were printed and distributed like a flowing river.

The front page headline was good news.

Congratulations to Comrade Zhou Xiangqun, who organized the wedding, and Comrade Jiang Pengyue, a local woman from the Jiang family in Haicheng, on their grand wedding!

There's also a photo on top.

On the left is Zhou Xiangqun, dressed in a black suit, and on the right is Jiang Pengyue, who is looking shy with her head down.

The entire event was published in the newspaper.

The TV station also broadcast the newlyweds' wedding scene one after another. They saw the banquet, the grand ceremony held by the newlyweds, and the three bows and nine kowtows in accordance with the old custom. It was solemn and formal, as if they were seeking the approval of the whole world.

Viewers in front of the TV turned on the switch and chuckled, saying, "He's obviously a rich young master; his wife must come from a good family too."

"This is impressive, this is a sight to behold, amazing!"

"The Jiang family daughter, is that the same Jiang family that made so many mistakes last time? I didn't expect them to rush to set the wedding at this crucial moment. Rich people really know how to have fun."

At Haicheng Railway Station, a couple got off the train and saw a newspaper at a newsstand. They took a closer look at the woman in the black and white photo. Her features weren't very clear, but she seemed like a nice girl.

They didn't know any better, and started their journey with the newspaper in hand.

A small, detached house with a courtyard.

Zhou Xiangqun rubbed his head, feeling a splitting headache. As soon as he stood up, he found four hands on his chest.

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