Chapter 815 Bigwigs from All Walks of Life Congratulate Pei Jinwu on Her Wedding

"Forehead."

Lou Ying blinked, remembering what happened last night, and blushed as she retorted, "Just kidding. Even if Wu Wu agrees, the old fox won't."

"..."

Jiang Jibai smiled helplessly and took his wife's hand.

Pei Jinwu lazily opened her eyes and saw her bright self in the mirror.

Although the makeup is bold, it looks remarkably fresh and natural.

Her hairstyle was simple, with a pure gold phoenix hairpin adorning her head, the tassels swaying gracefully, both lively and luxurious.

It is said that this phoenix hairpin was passed down from the mother-in-law of the Shang family's matriarch.

It was passed down until it was given to Ms. Zhong Man, who then gave it to Pei Jinwu.

Simply put, it's a family heirloom.

"Miss Pei, is there anything else that needs to be revised?"

The makeup artist asked respectfully.

"It's fine." Pei Jinwu doesn't wear makeup, so she can only tell whether it looks good or not. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The makeup artist blushed. "Miss Pei, you have such good natural features, you don't need any concealer or anything, making your makeup application so convenient."

While others look like they've been given a makeover with makeup, for her, it's simply adding to her beauty.

Before makeup, she had a beautiful face.

After makeup, she has an even more beautiful face.

"Then let's try on a Xiuhe dress."

After Xia Xun finished speaking, he had someone push the clothes rack in.

The Xiuhe dress is bright red, with a fitted cut, and is adorned with sapphires.

The dragon and phoenix pattern on the fabric is vivid and grand.

The dress accentuated the girl's slender waist, with the hem flaring out in a fan shape.

She sat on the bed, like a meticulously retouched painting, so beautiful it was almost unreal.

"What a nice view."

Qu Qingli stared at her with starry eyes and leaned closer: "Let Sixth Sister give me a kiss."

"Don't!"

Black Fox pulled her back, his expression serious. "Don't ruin her freshly applied makeup!"

"Alright."

Qu Qingli checked the time; there were still three hours until the merchant arrived to pick up the bride.

"Knock knock—"

Just then, Song Mingji led Wen Jianjian in. "Cousin, have you seen the news?"

"Um?"

Pei Jinwu turned around, completely bewildered.

"Na na na".

Wen Jianjian didn't know what to say, so she simply handed her the phone to show her.

On Weibo's trending topics page, all the posts were marked with the word "explosive," and flames were flashing.

#Shang Shiyan and Pei Jinwu's Wedding#

#Bigwigs from all walks of life congratulate Pei Jinwu on her wedding#

#Pei Jinwu's Marriage#

#...#

Pei Jinwu scrolled down, then suddenly saw the title "Marrying Down," and went back.

Marrying down?

Pei Jinwu clicked on it and found that it was full of "wedding congratulations" sent to her by major organizations and associations around the world.

Music associations, jewelry design, racing organizations, computers, medicine, dance, online games, dungeons...

There were so many things that Pei Jinwu couldn't finish reading them no matter how much she scrolled down.

These are netizens who are incredibly resourceful and can find anything, except for girlfriends (boyfriends).

She silently compiled all of Pei Jinwu's pseudonyms.

The comments section exploded.

"Holy crap, I knew Pei Shen was amazing, but I didn't know she was this amazing."

"My mom, my grandma, my brain has turned into a date. You mean all these identities belong to one person?"

"She's a child prodigy, a top scorer—are these titles really that surprising?"

"What's surprising is that these top-tier associations and organizations posted separate Weibo messages to send her their wedding wishes, and even pinned them to the top of their feeds."

How many people can have such an honor?

"Now I finally understand why the title is 'Married Down'? Shang Shiyan, you're so lucky to have married such an amazing wife!"

"From this day forward, Shang Shiyan and I will be irreconcilably mortal enemies for the loss of my wife."

"Hey upstairs, if you're so capable, then don't delete it."

Upstairs: Deleted.

"I've taken a screenshot and sent it to Mr. Shang privately."

"Upstairs: ?"

As I watched...

Weibo crashed.

Pei Jinwu, the person involved, was squeezed out of the spotlight.

"Not only that, there were also reporters..."

Song Mingji continued, "They were asking around everywhere about wedding locations, like headless flies running around aimlessly."

In order to prevent reporters from interfering with the normal progress of the wedding, Shang Shiyan kept the marriage a secret very well.

Apart from close relatives and friends, no one else knows anything about it.

The reporters were at their wits' end trying to get any photos of such a high-profile wedding.

Some people even offered tens of millions to buy intelligence.

"Huh?"

Upon seeing the "bounty" notice, Pei Jinwu's eyes lit up. "Do you think I could earn millions if I sold this information?"

Others: "???"

Pei Jinwu: "Just kidding!"

Others: You better be serious!

"There's still some time, can I take another nap?" Pei Jinwu asked, yawning.

"Cousin, aren't you nervous?" Wen Jianjian asked curiously, her eyes wide.

Today is a wedding! If it were my own wedding, I'd be so nervous I wouldn't be able to sleep for two days and two nights.

"I'm fine."

Pei Jinwu smiled faintly and raised an eyebrow, saying, "The one who should be nervous is someone else."

——

The Shang family's old residence.

Red lanterns hang on the gate, and joyous scenes can be seen everywhere.

The servants were coming and going, extremely busy.

The area 500 meters away from the old house was completely surrounded and guarded by bodyguards.

Even with cameras set up, reporters could only capture a blurry silhouette.

Inside the room.

Shang Shiyan had already changed his clothes; he was wearing a well-tailored Zhongshan suit.

On the left shoulder, a misty pattern is outlined with gold thread.

The well-fitting suit accentuated the man's tall and upright figure, making him stand out even more.

His hair was meticulously styled, clean and neat, making him incredibly handsome.

He held a "waterfall bouquet" made of red roses, pink orchids, and white tulips.

Why red?

Because the love was passionate, intense, and romantic!

"Master, everything is ready." Feng Zhi entered, dressed in a presentable suit. "We can go out to pick up Madam when the auspicious time arrives."

Shang Shiyan asked, "How much longer?"

Feng Zhi replied, "Half an hour."

"Um."

Shang Shiyan stood up and carefully checked himself in the mirror to make sure nothing was missed.

"Pour me some water!"

"ah?"

Feng Zhi frowned slightly and whispered, "Master, you've drunk water more than ten times since then."

I knew he was nervous, but I didn't expect him to be this nervous.

Shang Shiyan: "..."

"Have things been arranged with the Sheng family?" Shang Shiyan asked. "Has Song Mingji agreed to be an inside man?"

"Mr. Song said he recently took a fancy to a batch of sports cars..."

Please note that it is a batch, not a single vehicle.

This isn't just a lion opening its mouth wide, it's a hippopotamus...

Give it to him!

Shang Shiyan gritted his teeth, his voice low and menacing, "As long as you're willing to help, I'll give you whatever you want!"

"Yes." Feng Zhi immediately went to handle it.

Feng Xing replied, "Master, the old lady and the madam request that you leave."

"Um."

Shang Shiyan nodded, but almost tripped and fell while going downstairs.

"!!!"

Those around him were startled; Mr. Shang was genuinely nervous.

Miss Pei isn't going to run away!

——

In the lobby.

The well-dressed and elegant Mrs. Shang, and Ms. Zhong Man.

He was instructing Shang Shiyan on the wedding arrangements: as long as he could bring his wife back, he would not retaliate verbally or physically.

"..."

The old man and Shang Hechuan listened quietly, not daring to interrupt.

From now on.

They are no longer the lowest-ranking "henpecked husbands" in the business world.

Thinking about this...

The father and son unconsciously straightened their backs a little.

——

Goodnight.