Romance

At six o'clock in the evening, all kinds of luxury cars in the city drove into the Shen mansion.

From six to seven o'clock, Chen Dian and Ye Yuanyin stood outside the reception room to welcome guests.

Soon, one by one, famous people from all over the city came out of their cars. When they met, there was always some polite greetings to show their courtesy.

Yan Chen'an had been influenced by his family since childhood and was adept at handling such occasions. Ye Yuanyin, holding his arm, handled the stranger's sudden inquiries and teasing with caution and tension like a patient suffering from neurasthenia.

"I heard that Mr. Shen is currently delving into the field of psychological therapy? Mr. Shen and his wife are able to support each other in their careers. They are an enviable couple."

Chen Dian replied readily, "You're too kind. I'm just doing what I can to help the children in my wife's hometown."

As soon as this play was performed, the responsible entrepreneur Ma won a lot of goodwill.

Ye Yuanyin thought that Chen Dian was very smart. It would be much more cost-effective to find a cheap fake wife than to spend tens of millions on advertising.

Fortunately, no matter how many people she dealt with, her feet always felt comfortable in her flat shoes.

*

The Shen family's living room is entirely designed in Chinese style with black walnut wood. The glass crystal lamp hanging in the center of the ceiling was bought from Paris. The value of the lamp is enough to buy a suite in a first-tier city. The lamp is grand, making the entire hall look magnificent.

Shen Wentian urged the men in the family to change into a second set of suits.

Shen Meiyue took the opportunity to chat with Ye Yuanyin, with a smug look on her face, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful woman tonight?"

The "magic mirror" asked frankly: "Can you tell the truth?"

Shen Meiyue pinched the itchy flesh on her waist and asked, "How dare you change the words?"

Ye Yuanyin smiled and dodged her disturbing hand, glanced at someone not far away, and said, "Fourth Aunt is so beautiful."

Chu Jinxi wore a red evening gown, cinched at the waist and revealing her round, white breasts. She fully displayed her feminine charm, and the four or five men surrounding her stared at her with fascination, like teenage boys finally getting close to a goddess.

Shen Meiyue hit the nail on the head and made a decisive decision, "Fourth Aunt is so bold, where will Fourth Uncle's face be?"

Ye Yuanyin thought of Shen Yuheng's advice and said, "Maybe he just likes women to act like a spoiled child."

"Nervous." The young bride-to-be declared with disdain, then sighed softly. Facing the frequent glances of men in their direction, she knowingly asked, "Are they looking at me or you?"

"Of course it's you."

"Don't give me that! You're obviously more dignified and beautiful than Chu Jinxi tonight. Grandma prepared dresses for us to complement you, and everyone in them looks like a platypus! Humph, after having a granddaughter-in-law, you forget about your granddaughter. How biased!"

After saying this, she rubbed the fabric on her body with her thumb and index finger, and whispered, "This piece of material is old. When my aunt was young, she wanted it, but grandma was reluctant to give it to her, but she was willing to use it to make clothes for you. Sister-in-law, being favored in this family is not a good thing! There are so many eyes watching you, you'd better pray for your happiness."

Ye Yuanyin had never lived in a large family, so he couldn't understand the nine-word mantra in her words.

Their conversation was interrupted by Chen Di'an who came back after changing his clothes.

He wore a well-made, well-tailored navy blue plain suit, his white shirt collar was buttoned tightly, and his blue-gray twill silk tie was tied neatly with a Windsor knot. Because he was tall, had an upright posture, and was handsome, he looked elegant and graceful, filling the room with brilliance.

Shen Meiyue was thankful that her family had taught her a sound moral character and a virtuous family background. Otherwise, if she had grown up with a man like this, and she was a great critic of erotic novels, she would have felt guilty not to have such a high-quality male resource around her if she hadn't started an illicit relationship with him.

Meiyue turned around and whispered to Ye Yuanyin in a tone of evaluating the properties of a commodity, "Big Brother looks like a walking aphrodisiac. He's a rare commodity. I wonder how he performs in bed."

Perhaps it was because of the light, her face, which had never experienced love, turned slightly red.

Shen Meiyue left them with a strange smile.

*

Passionate and lively music sounded in the noisy hall, and the Shen couple's diamond wedding ceremony officially began.

A countdown began on the huge electronic screen that took up an entire wall.

Liu Ying knew that Shen Wentian would always come home for dinner at a fixed time every week, regardless of the season. It was his unique way of expressing his enjoyment of family life.

So the video starts at a dinner table.

Initially, the dinner table consisted of just the newlyweds, but gradually grew to three, then four, then five, and finally the entire family. At home, he maintained the same high-spirited, commanding presence he had in business. Aside from his first wife, the younger members of the table were timid and nodded their heads in awe. He was the absolute center of power, loved and respected by everyone.

Time passed like water, and he and his wife became more and more hunched over, and their hair turned grayer and grayer. However, family members kept changing. Sometimes someone left to study, and sometimes new members would join in.

The dining table remains the same, but people come and go, endlessly.

For a family to prosper, it needs enough new forces to inherit and maintain it, so that the banquets of the wealthy will never end.

This is the best blessing and vision.

Dian Chen, a man who rarely expresses his emotions, would now praise Ye Yuanyin, "Liu Ying is willing to use her brain." Not to mention, the old couple who had personally experienced this for most of their lives would feel so much emotion after seeing this.

Liu Ying observed his expression and, seizing the opportunity, added fuel to the fire: "Chairman, the owner of a well-known domestic company is waiting online. I just wanted to offer a few congratulatory words to you and your wife."

"Okay, okay!" Shen Wentian was very excited and kept saying, "I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you."

Liu Ying retracted her uneasy heart into her chest, thinking that her hard work over the past six months was finally worth it.

*

Ji Quan was wearing a black business suit, leaning against the hall's colonnade with his arms half-folded, looking towards the clusters of flowers.

Perhaps it was the presence of a beautiful woman beside him that made this evening's serenity seem even more tranquil, like the pine and bamboo trees. His new wife, due to her upbringing, possessed a simple, innocent air. With her, it was as if time had stepped back a hundred years.

Ji Quan thought that since ancient times, there have been many people who rose to prominence despite coming from poor families. Ye Yuanyin was probably the epitome of someone blessed by God—given her sufficient beauty, a decent education, and an adventure that others could only envy.

Such good luck cannot be replicated by others.

As for the difficulties she was going through and the abyss she had stared into, Ji Quan was not interested and naturally did not care.

She turned and was surprised to see a man standing next to her, looking ready to cause trouble. Ji Quan recognized him: a rising young painter who had won numerous awards both domestically and internationally. With a sharp crew cut, he looked muscular and sexy, defying the public's preconception of unkempt artists. He had many female fans on social media.

At this moment, dark clouds were gathering in his eyes, making his face look even more rugged and resentful.

You Jing raised his elbow and struck the porcelain vase on the flower stand. The vase fell to the ground with a crisp shattering sound, and the people nearby turned their heads to look at him. He caused a small commotion.

You Jing picked up a glass of wine, drank it, and walked to the center of the stage.

At that time, congratulatory messages from many well-known domestic entrepreneurs had just begun.

One tech company CEO said he didn't know how to learn from Mr. Shen about how to grow old together with his wife. He and his wife had been on pins and needles for five years because she always punished him by making him sit on a durian...

Most of the people in the hall had their eyes fixed on the screen, and were amused by these successful people with high IQ and EQ.

Secretary Ma hurried over through the crowd and whispered a few words into Shen Ji'an's ear. His face darkened, and before things got any more out of hand, he suddenly shook Ye Yuanyin's hand.

The sudden warm touch made her shiver with gratitude.

"Come with me."

Seeing his expression, Ye Yuanyin turned around as if he had a premonition and met You Jing's eyes.

The unruly man looked her up and down, his eyes filled with violent aggression. She felt as if her top and skirt were like plastic frames, her soul hiding inside, crying and wailing.

The waiter at the door opened the two majestic and heavy mahogany and gold-engraved doors, and Chen Di'an took her hand and walked out quickly.

You Jing followed closely.

Finally, we met again, in the sixth month when life had briefly returned to normal.

She moved her hands, trying to break free from Yandi's grip. But he looked at her strangely and tightened his grip.

The two men walked into the waiting room in the side hall. Just as they entered, there was a sudden "bang" sound and the door was violently pushed open.

The two door panels were swinging laboriously, like an old man on his last legs.

Secretary Ma tried to negotiate politely, but You Jing waved him away. Due to his duty, he stood up to intervene, but was stopped by Dian Shi'an's stern voice: "Go ahead and do your work. Close the door."

After receiving clear instructions from the boss, Secretary Ma took action.

The moment the door was closed, the noisy laughter and music in the hall were cut off. With a clear goal in mind, You Jing strode towards Ye Yuanyin.

Watching trouble coming at her was like an electric current running through her body, and she shuddered unconsciously. The tension flowed through their clasped hands, and she felt her flinch.

You Jing rarely managed to control his emotions. He took her other hand, carefully holding it to his lips and kissed it, his voice strangely gentle: "You are so beautiful tonight."

Over the years, she had long been accustomed to being ignored, belittled, controlled, and manipulated. He had never, not once, praised her like he did now.

Ye Yuanyin felt sad because they had wasted six years together and were exhausted from each other.

You Jing rubbed the back of her smooth hand with his rough thumb, his eyes filled with frenzy and pain. "Ayin, where have you been hiding for the past six months? Do you know that I've been looking for you? Why did you leave? Are you really going to break up with me?"

A lot of thoughts flow freely through his expression.

All the strength in her hand was gone, as if half of her soul had been sucked out. Yan Zhen'an held her soft, boneless hand and suddenly exerted force. Ye Yuan suddenly came to her senses because of the pain.

He smiled coldly and disdainfully, and asked You Jing, "Do you need me to remind you again that she's married?"

You Jing looked at him weakly and tiredly, gritting his teeth and saying, "Your marriage is shit in my eyes!"

Such deep affection made all the previous tensions seem like nothing. You Jing thought, he didn't want anything, now as long as she nodded, he would open his heart to her.

"Ayin," he pulled her out of Zadian's hands and firmly grasped her frail shoulders, his behavior frantic and his eyes blazing with heat. "What did I do wrong that you treat me like this?"

Ye Yuanyin shrank back and instinctively said, "Let go."

You Jing refused to let go.

She raised her head, a glimmer of hope still in her eyes. "Let me go."

He still refused to let go.

The light in her eyes went out, and she felt ridiculous for her momentary impatience, "Why can't you always understand what I say?"

Some people see things more clearly from the sidelines. From the first moment he saw them, Chen Dian knew exactly what she wanted.

She wants a relationship of equals.

But this is clearly a false proposition with no solution. While she pondered how to pursue spiritual independence, You Jing was instead obsessed with possessing her like a toy. The "equality" she desired was a miscommunication between a man and a woman pursuing "human rights" and "property rights."

Although he saw it clearly, Chen Yan couldn't help but wonder, if You Jing gave her enough respect and understanding, would this little girl love him wholeheartedly? After all, although he was unreasonable, his feelings were passionate and clear enough.

Thinking of this, a faint anger rose in his chest. Sediment raised his eyes and cast a sarcastic look at You Jing.

"Didn't you hear? She told you to let go."