Everyone, "..."

Damn, they're even threatening us now.

As he turned to the side, someone nudged the man beside him. "Shiyou, this was your idea. You and Ajin will go to the Taekwondo gym tomorrow."

With a twitch at the corner of his mouth, Fang Shiyou raised his hand as if to hit someone, "Go to hell, so you expect me to take the blame when things go wrong?"

"So, will this circle still go around?"

Everyone looked at the newlyweds standing on the edge of the deck, their backs pressed against the railing.

Just then, the tall figure in front of them swayed.

With a weight on her shoulder, the man beside her collapsed onto Rong Chang.

In an instant, the jeers stopped.

Rong Shang lowered her eyes and glanced at Mu Jin, then looked up with a faint smile on her lips, "I'm sorry, he's asleep."

Everyone, "..."

*

At night, the wedding car drove back to the villa.

In the back seat, Mu Jin leaned against Rong Shang's thin shoulder with her eyes closed.

"Madam, is the president really asleep?"

Turning around from the passenger seat, the assistant glanced at Mu Jin, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, she's asleep."

This time... it wasn't an act at all.

The assistant responded with an "Oh," her complex tone full of drama.

Mu Jin probably never expected that his long-awaited wedding night would be spent peacefully asleep.

But that's just how it is.

The intoxication made him sleep very soundly, and his assistant and driver helped him get out of the car, go upstairs, and into his room when he got home.

...

In the early hours of the morning, all the lights in the villa went out.

After taking a bath and changing her clothes, Rong Shang went to bed and lay down next to Mu Jin.

After a busy day, it's really a good thing that Mu Jin is asleep now.

But looking at the handsome face sleeping soundly beside her, Rong Shang couldn't help but smile with interest.

Is this called "what you fear most is what comes to pass"?

Turning to the side, Rong Shang picked up her phone from the bedside table, intending to take a picture of Mu Jin, wanting to see his reaction when he saw the photo of him sleeping soundly in the morning.

But then, the man beside her moved. Just as Rong Shang opened the camera app, he flipped over and reached out to hug her.

"Yan Yan".

A low, husky voice slowly came from behind her. At that moment, the man's face was buried in her chest, and the hot liquid fell onto her skin.

Rong Shang paused, her hand holding the phone still.

"Yan Yan, I've finally married you."

When his deep, slightly choked voice came again, Rong Shang realized that he had cried.

At that moment, he threw himself on her like a big child, tears streaming down his face. Rong Shang finally put down her phone silently.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like we've known each other for centuries."

Only on the day of her wedding did Mu Jin realize how complicated her heart truly was.

It seemed as if they had finally achieved their happy ending after many years.

But Mu Jin could only attribute these feelings to her being sentimental and affected.

Of course, Rong Shang didn't give him any reply at that time, because after Mu Jin finished speaking, he turned his head and fell asleep again.

*

On the first morning after their marriage, Mu Jin woke up from her sleep.

I feel dizzy and my mind goes blank.

After staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, his expression suddenly changed, and Mu Jin abruptly sat up in bed.

"Damn it!"

With a low curse, Mu Jin rubbed her forehead.

Why did he get so drunk last night?

Just then, the door clicked open beside her ear, and when Mu Jin looked up, a woman still wearing a nightgown appeared in the doorway.

"woke up?"