Shen Shuyi didn't need to worry about the wedding preparations much; she just needed to try on her wedding dress and then take wedding photos with Ning Shitang.

Shen Shuyi even got her hair permed, with slight curls, which added a touch of charming allure.

She put on the wedding dress, but found it a little difficult to zip up. She pulled hard and with a "rip," the thin tulle skirt tore.

Ning Shitang, who was already sitting to the side waiting for her, stood up when he heard the voice, "Shuyi, do you need any help?"

"Then come in." Shen Shuyi lifted her skirt slightly.

As soon as Ning Shitang entered, he saw a patch of pure white, and his eyes darkened.

The man stood behind Shen Shuyi, looked at her dress, and then at her waist.

"It's a bit small, I'll have someone adjust it later."

Shen Shuyi nodded, "Then let someone come in and take the measurements."

"No need, I'll do it." Ning Shitang picked up the soft measuring tape, his warm fingers landing on Shen Shuyi's waist.

"Then you better not do anything reckless." Shen Shuyi no longer believed in Ning Shitang's self-control.

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry, and Ning Shitang lowered his head to kiss her cheek. "I'll do whatever you say."

Ning Shitang measured the size, picked up the veil and played with it in her hands, a smile curving her lips as she spread her hands and covered Shen Shuyi's head with the veil.

When Shen Shuyi looked up at him in surprise, the man suddenly lifted a corner of his veil and kissed her lips.

Ning Shitang wrapped his arms around her waist, and their passionate embrace made their breathing erratic.

He savored the sweetness in her mouth with ecstasy, pressing his beloved wife against him.

The wall clock had been ticking for who knows how long when it struck the hour, bringing the two of them back to their senses.

Shen Shuyi was startled and, in her nervousness, made Ning Shitang surrender.

Ning Shitang buried his head in Shen Shuyi's neck and shoulder, hugged her trembling body, and gently kissed her cheek.

Since they weren't in bed, the man's expression clearly showed he wasn't satisfied.

Ning Shitang carried the person to sit to one side, and then the aloof and stern Commander Ning began to tidy up the scene.

...

The wedding was a grand affair with many distinguished guests, demonstrating how much Commander Ning valued Miss Shen.

The pastor's sermon was long and tedious. As Shen Shuyi listened, her gaze fell on Ning Shitang, and when she met his deep eyes, she could no longer hear anything.

After the pastor finished his salutation, a burst of applause and congratulations filled the hall.

A sudden gunshot shattered the festive atmosphere!

A loud crash was heard at the banquet entrance, and the chandeliers inside the hall shattered on the floor with a series of cracks, causing the guests to quickly hide.

Ning Shicong took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Ning Shitang. Ning Shitang alertly pulled Shen Shuyi behind him with one hand and drew his pistol with the other.

"Bang—" Ning Shicong was shot and fell to the ground.

The guards surrounded the entire auditorium, and the commotion stopped in less than fifteen minutes.

Blood trickled from Ning Shicong's mouth; he hadn't expected Ning Shitang to bring a gun to the wedding.

This was when Ning Shitang was least on guard. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to kill Ning Shitang. The victor is king, the loser is villain, and then he could smoothly take Ning Shitang's place.

Ning Shitang took Shen Shuyi's hand and walked step by step toward Ning Shicong, removing the hat from Ning Shicong's head and then peeling off the human skin mask from his face.

When Ning Shicong's face was revealed to everyone, they gasped in shock.

This is utterly outrageous! To assassinate one's brother at his own wedding!

Ning Shitang looked at Ning Shicong, who was still breathing, his eyes filled with a deep, cold glint.

"Is that all you've got?"

Ning Shicong spat out a mouthful of blood, "I've been completely defeated."

"Heh." Ning Shitang sneered, adding insult to injury: "From childhood to adulthood, haven't you always been inferior to me?"

"You actually resort to such dirty and despicable methods."

Ning Shicong was so angry that he vomited blood again and fainted.

The wedding was ruined, but thankfully all the necessary procedures were completed, and all that was left was for the guests to have their meal.

After such a major incident, who was in the mood to eat? After the guests left, Ning Shitang carried Shen Shuyi back to the bridal chamber.

In the bathroom of the new house, the sound of water stopped, and Ning Shitang carried Shen Shuyi to the bed.

Shen Shuyi stretched out her hands, lay down on the bed, and didn't want to move at all.

Ning Shitang lay down and held her hand. Shen Shuyi turned to look at him and smiled as she repeated the pastor's words.

"Mr. Ning Shitang, would you be willing to marry Miss Shen Shuyi, regardless of wealth or poverty..."

Ning Shitang looked at her intently, "I do, Shuyi, I pray that we will be together for all eternity."

"I'd like to too." Shen Shuyi leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"Did I scare you today?" Ning Shitang felt guilty. He hadn't done a good job of letting Ning Shicong find a loophole to sneak in and ruin their wedding.

Shen Shuyi snuggled into his arms and rubbed against his chest. "It's okay, I'm not afraid with you here."

"But...you killed Ning Shicong, what about your father?"

"It's alright, Shuyi." Ning Shitang soothed her by stroking her long hair. "It's because he didn't raise his son well, and he's reaping what he sowed. Since my mother passed away, my feelings for him have become extremely shallow."

Shen Shuyi looked up and cupped Ning Shitang's face in her hands. "Husband, you still have me. I will be your family."

She then took Ning Shitang's hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, saying, "We'll have children in the future."

Ning Shitang smiled and said, "Okay."

Shen Shuyi kissed his lips, moving down to his Adam's apple...

Ning Shitang let her light the fire, and when he saw her continuing to fall, he quickly picked her up and let out a low laugh from his chest.

"Yiyi..."

His laughter carried a hint of being pushed to the limit, yet also a languid and indulgent abandon. "Do you know you're playing with fire?"

When Shen Shuyi met his unfathomable eyes, she deliberately sat down on him, propping herself up against his chest and raising her eyebrows in a provocative manner.

"So what if it is?"

Ning Shitang's deep eyes were fixed on her, admiring her defiant demeanor.

"Then let's give it a try."

Ning Shitang grasped her fidgeting feet, gently rubbed them, and pulled her closer, then familiarly kissed her soft lips.

...

...

Shen Shuyi felt extremely strained and quickly leaned back against Ning Shitang's chest, accidentally bumping into a bedpost.

"Ouch! That hurts..."

When Ning Shitang saw her tears and gasp for breath, he quickly got up, went over and hugged her, then lowered his head and stroked the back of her head.

"Did you hit your head?"

"Ouch, that hurts..."

"Then call the doctor to come and take a look."

Shen Shuyi quickly grabbed his hand, "Don't be silly, you just bumped your head."

"Besides... tonight is our wedding night, what do you think people will say when they find out?"

Ning Shitang kissed her forehead. "It's all my fault. Your forehead is all swollen. I'll go get you some ointment."

Shen Shuyi raised her hand and touched her head. A thought suddenly occurred to her: perhaps it was the right time for her to "recover her memories".

Ning Shitang returned with the ointment and gently applied it evenly to her.

Looking at her reddened eyes, the man's eyes were filled with pity.

"Shuyi, I'll be gentler next time, I definitely won't be so greedy..."

Shen Shuyi: "..."

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