Chapter 47 The Young Lady in the Wheelchair: Congratulations on your marriage! (The End)

After returning home, Cheng Zhishu didn't have much free time. After adjusting to the time difference, she was forced to throw herself into her busy work.

However, she was concerned about Xi Congshuang at home and was often late or left early. Given that Cheng Zhishu presented a steady and reliable image as the heir, no one suspected that she had ulterior motives.

She thought Wen Lingwang was sick again, so she rushed home to take care of him.

Cheng Zhishu was often late or left early for this reason, so everyone thought in that direction, and rumors spread indirectly.

Flora, when asked if the head of the family was ill, was speechless.

Who, who is spreading rumors?

Cheng Zhishu, who caused the misunderstanding, was no longer in her office; it was long gone. The red-haired assistant, still inside the office, stared blankly at the person at the door.

"Flora? What's wrong? Looking for..."

"It's okay, it's almost time to get off work, I'll head home now."

Before she could finish speaking, Flora hurriedly left, leaving her red-haired assistant completely bewildered.

What's wrong with everyone lately? Everyone's been rushing around.

Before Cheng Zhishu arrived home, Xi Congshuang had already obtained what she wanted and headed deeper into the manor.

On the way, she saw Wen Lingwang, who was watering her favorite potted plant.

He always wore an extra layer of clothing and stood with his back to her, his posture elegant. Cheng Zhishu had mentioned to her that Wen Lingwang's health had improved a lot compared to before, but he still needed to rest.

From this angle, she should have seen Xi Congshuang coming upstairs. Presumably out of consideration for not disturbing the young people's lives, she did not turn around and bump into Xi Congshuang, who was bound to pass by.

Xi Congshuang had no reason to avoid it, so she stepped forward and said, "Aunt Wen."

Wen Lingwang turned her head, her eyes showing no surprise: "Cong Shuang, you must be bored here all by yourself. Would you like to chat with me?"

This day would come sooner or later, and Xi Congshuang did not refuse, so she agreed.

The two no longer chatted in the hall as before, but in Wen Lingwang's garden, where she loved flowers and had planted many at home.

As she sat down, she said to Xi Congshuang, "If I hadn't chosen to compete, I probably would have chosen to become a florist. I really love flowers."

Xi Congshuang thought it was a coincidence, and agreed, "Brightly colored flowers are eye-catching, especially in spring and summer when they bring a sense of vitality. I also like to plant flowers all around my place."

Wen Lingwang was delighted to have met someone with the same interest and asked, "Have you ever thought about becoming a florist?"

Xi Congshuang slowly lowered her brows. To be honest, she didn't.

It was only then that she realized that her resemblance to Wen Lingwang was only superficial; they were fundamentally very different.

Wen Lingwang was a more fulfilling, living person, while she was empty.

In the past, she had no desires or things she wanted to do, only things she had to do.

Wen Lingwang noticed, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes: "No?"

"Yes, I don't want to lie to you." Xi Congshuang looked at the grass beside her, the lush and fresh green stretching into the distance. She sat under the shade of a tree, feeling the breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers.

She told Wen Lingwang, "It didn't exist before, but it will in the future."

Wen Lingwang wasn't in a hurry to satisfy her curiosity. She slowly said, "You are really quite different from what Xiao Shu said. She made me think you were some kind of fairy godmother."

Although the first two words that describe the woman in front of Wen Lingwang are her appearance.

Fairy Godmother?

"Cough cough." Xi Congshuang, who was drinking tea, choked and, before the maid could bring her a tissue, she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and covered her mouth.

Why do both mother and daughter have such a fondness for fairy tales?

Wen Lingwang added, "So it turns out that Xiao Shu learned her habit of carrying a handkerchief from you. She likes to carry one too. However, she often forgets that she has one with her and uses tissues more often, as if she treats the handkerchief as a decoration."

"It's a personal habit I developed because of some things." Xi Congshuang folded up the soiled handkerchief and put it away, her pale face flushed slightly from coughing. "I'm sorry, I was rude just now."

She looked healthier than usual, which explains why some people mistook her for a patient recovering from a serious illness.

Wen Lingwang waved his hand: "It's nothing. If you want to apologize to me, could you let me see the ring in your pocket a little faster than Xiao Shu?"

The woman's smile grew even gentler, and she said with a smile, "I can see the shape clearly; it's a ring box."

Xi Congshuang: "..."

*

On her way back, Xi Congshuang completely abandoned the idea that she was somewhat similar to the other person.

I have absolutely nothing in common with her.

Suddenly, a voice came from downstairs. She called out, "Annie, the kettle is ready. Here you go."

Anne?

The speaker was speaking in English. Xi Congshuang stopped when she heard the voice and looked downstairs.

"Here it comes! I almost forgot to water the flowers in the room. They're all drooping."

Just then, a young girl walked toward the room behind her. She was walking quickly, and Xi Congshuang couldn't see what she looked like.

A moment later, Annie came out of the room carrying a kettle, humming a song softly.

Xi Congshuang then saw her clearly. Her skin was wheat-colored, and there were small freckles scattered around her nose, making her look like a lively little deer.

A little while later, another girl passed by. She was also very young and looked a bit like Annie, but her face shape was different. She had a round face and round eyes, and her skin was fairer.

Anne noticed the other person and quickly said, "Penny, you've come at the right time. Help me tie the straps of my apron; my bow is loose."

“Where? Turn around and let me see.” Penny’s voice was even softer as she bent down to tie a bow on the apron straps on Anne’s back.

The two of them standing together looked like a pair of dolls, hopping and skipping around, not the type that Cheng Zhishu would like.

Xi Congshuang didn't continue reading and walked away.

Downstairs, two girls huddled together, whispering as they watered the flowers, calculating when they should take them outside to bask in the sun.

As dinner time approached, Cheng Zhishu finally arrived home, had dinner with her family, and then went upstairs to take a shower and rest.

She knew that today would be no different from before.

I was taking a shower, then someone knocked on the door. I was so bewitched that I let them in, and in the end, I was thoroughly drained.

Cheng Zhishu couldn't explain it clearly, but she thought this life was too decadent and wanted to persuade Xi Congshuang to be consistent inside and out and do something worthy of her abstinent appearance.

Instead of using a celibate face to seduce people and do this and that!

Cheng Zhishu came out of the shower, and less than five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Whether it was genuine politeness or not, after three knocks, the person outside pushed the door open and entered.

"So why did you knock on the door?" Cheng Zhishu asked the person who came in, sitting on the bed.

When asked abruptly, Xi Congshuang replied, "I forgot to break the habit I've developed; I won't knock next time."

"..."

Cheng Zhishu: "That's not what I meant."

She finished speaking, and by the time she realized what was happening, her back was already pressed against the soft bed, and a feeling washed over her like a tidal wave.

Her interruption made him forget what he was going to say, and he just bit his hand to suppress his voice.

She was only released when she was completely exhausted. Cheng Zhishu collapsed onto the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

*

The night was deep. Xi Congshuang lay on her side on the bed, propping her head up with her hand. The person next to her was fast asleep.

She's been a bit tired these past few days, and keeps falling asleep while cleaning the sheets.

Her slender fingers hooked around the ends of her hair. Cheng Zhishu's hair was a lighter color, and in the dim light it looked no different from her black hair, but she knew that in the sunlight it was brown, radiating a soft light.

However, Red Apple disagreed with this statement. It promised Xi Congshuang that it would study and understand the principle behind this phenomenon and then explain it to her in detail.

Xi Congshuang said she refused to hear any answer other than "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," and Red Apple regretfully shut up and destroyed the analysis report of several thousand words.

The reason is: it's pointless to say anything.

After looking at it for a while, Xi Congshuang propped herself up, took out a delicate little box from the bedside table, opened the box, and inside was a pair of rings.

This was the result of her going out these past few days: a pair of platinum wedding rings. Xi Congshuang picked up one of them and slowly pushed it in along her finger.

The ring fit her finger perfectly at the base, shimmering with a faint light, adorning her finger.

It was quiet around them. The person sitting on the edge of the bed leaned down, took her hand, and kissed the back of Cheng Zhishu's hand.

Cheng Zhishu stirred. She wasn't fully awake yet, and in her drowsy state, she grabbed the hand that was supporting her palm and pulled it toward her.

Xi Congshuang was pulled down by her strength and lay down. Cheng Zhishu closed her eyes and followed the warmth beside her, finding a comfortable spot in her arms to continue sleeping.

The hand that had just been grabbed was not let go; it was pressed against the back of her own hand. If Xi Congshuang removed it, she would definitely continue to search in a daze until she found it.

If Cheng Zhishu opened her eyes at this moment, she would see the two of them with their hands clasped together, both wearing the same ring on their middle fingers, complementing each other.

The next day was the weekend, a time when one should be sleeping in.

Cheng Zhishu woke up early because of her biological clock. She picked up her phone and saw that it was still early.

The room was quiet; the person next to me was still asleep, and the curtains were tightly drawn.

But the morning sun doesn't care whether the people in the room are still asleep, and it recklessly basks in its light.

Cheng Zhishu felt the sun was a bit bright, so she raised one hand to shield her eyes from the bright sunlight, but her gaze froze as she raised her hand.

She now had something on her hand: a plain platinum Möbius strip on her middle finger, the ring shaped like a ribbon, endlessly and in a continuous cycle.

Thinking she was dreaming, Cheng Zhishu moved her fingers in disbelief and tapped the ring with the tip of her other finger.

The ring, worn all night, had long since absorbed her warmth and was no longer cold, reflecting a dazzling light in the morning glow.

It was a real ring; she wasn't dreaming.

Cheng Zhishu was overjoyed and quickly turned to look at the person beside her. Xi Congshuang was a light sleeper and easily woken up.

She had improved a lot recently, but the obvious movement of the person next to her turning over still woke her up. She raised her hand, grabbed Cheng Zhishu by the back of the neck, and pulled her into her arms.

"It's still early, sleep a little longer." The voice in my ear was still sleepy and a little hoarse.

Cheng Zhishu felt a tingling sensation in her ears, and a strange unease ran down her lower back as if she had been electrocuted.

"Wait, wait." Cheng Zhishu reached back to grab the hand that was pressing on the back of her neck, and brought it up to her eyes to look at it. "Let me see your hand too."

Xi Congshuang was fully awake, letting her hold her hand and manipulate it, her eyes gentle.

Cheng Zhishu carefully examined the design in her hand, then placed her own hand on top of it, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's a little different."

"Because they were designed by a professional, they are a little different." Xi Congshuang also looked at the two hands clasped together.

For some reason, Cheng Zhishu hesitated, sliding the ring up and down as if she wanted to take it off but didn't.

Xi Congshuang asked, "What's wrong? Is the size not right?"

Cheng Zhishu shook her head: "The size is not wrong."

On the contrary, it fits perfectly, as if she herself was there to try it on when the measurements were taken.

Come to think of it, it was the same at the Li Palace Hotel that day. The clothes were the perfect size, and she later found out that they were bought according to her measurements.

Now even rings are...

Let's put aside Xi Congshuang's amazing observation skills for now.

Cheng Zhishu looked up: "I really like the ring you gave me, but I haven't told my mom about us yet, and I don't want to take it off for now..."

Because it was put on by Xi Congshuang herself, even if she could put it on for her again in the future, it would have a different meaning.

Xi Congshuang found it amusing, not expecting her to be so concerned about this: "It's okay, no need to pick them, Auntie has already seen them."

"..."

Cheng Zhishu's expression was blank.

I've seen it. What have I seen?

When I opened the door this morning, I accidentally saw my daughter, who was disheveled, sleeping with her "friend," who was also disheveled. Were they even wearing matching couple rings?

The scene was too beautiful for her to contemplate.

I've been so relaxed for so many days that I almost forgot my mom actually has a slight separation anxiety. I can't help but go into her room early in the morning to cover her with a blanket.

Wen Lingwang apologized for this issue many times, but over the years, Cheng Zhishu has become accustomed to Wen Lingwang's overflowing maternal love and never locks her bedroom door.

Could it be that it was the same this morning?

Wouldn't that be a huge shock to her elderly mother? Just thinking about it made Cheng Zhishu feel dizzy.

Xi Congshuang continued, "When I got home yesterday, my pockets were shallow, and she saw the box. She said she wanted to see what was inside, so I showed it to her."

Recalling yesterday, Xi Congshuang still felt a little conflicted, and her tone became subtle as well.

It was a feeling somewhere between happy and unhappy.

She was happy because Wen Lingwang said the ring was beautiful and suited them well, but unhappy because the first person to see the surprise she had prepared was Wen Lingwang, not Cheng Zhishu.

Cheng Zhishu's mind, filled with all sorts of wild thoughts, was instantly and completely cleared away.

She raised her blank face: "Yesterday, you looked at the wedding rings?"

Xi Congshuang didn't quite understand why Cheng Zhishu reacted so strongly: "Yeah."

Cheng Zhishu: "..."

She buried her face back into the blanket, revealing her bright red ear tips. "I suddenly feel very sleepy. I'll sleep a little longer."

He went to sleep right after saying that, without the slightest hesitation.

Leaving Xi Congshuang bewildered, she was no longer sleepy and lay down beside her, thinking that she would soon pretend to get up as if nothing had happened.

Before long, the sound of Cheng Zhishu's long, even breathing could be heard.

Xi Congshuang chuckled, also unable to understand how someone could pretend to be asleep to escape reality and end up actually falling asleep.

After taking a one-hour nap, Cheng Zhishu felt refreshed and drowsy. In her hazy state, she saw someone sitting by the bed and reaching out to put their arm around her waist.

"Sister, how come you woke up so quickly?" Cheng Zhishu muttered. "The scent is a little different. Did you change your perfume today?"

It's somewhat like a floral scent, not the woody fragrance that Xi Congshuang often uses, but it feels a bit familiar.

Wen Lingwang smiled and lowered his head: "It's not my older sister, it's my mother."

Cheng Zhishu: "?"

Mother?

It's Mom!

Her drowsy mind instantly cleared.

Last night, Xi Congshuang said regretfully that she hadn't heard her call her name for a long time and had been forced to call it several times.

My mind, not fully awake yet, went along with my habit and called out again. Little did I know that sitting by the bed was my own mother, whom I hadn't seen in a long time!

Cheng Zhishu silently buried herself in the blankets, collapsing as she cried out, "Let me die—"

*

After a month of calm, Xi Hanran felt something was off, and she was especially unhappy these past few days.

She turned to her assistant and asked, "Any important schedules coming up lately?"

The assistant pushed up his glasses, quickly flipped through the schedule for the following week, and shook his head, saying, "You don't have any scheduled activities recently, and your ovulation and menstrual periods aren't during these days."

The reason for the boss's emotional fluctuations must be external factors.

“…” Xi Hanran sometimes really wanted to advise her assistant not to be so responsible. “No, I didn’t ask that.”

The assistant pushed up his glasses again, said nothing, and his eyes conveyed obvious doubt.

—What would you like to ask? Please give me a clear answer.

Xi Hanran waved her hand, telling her assistant to go back to her office, and that she would stay there by herself for a while.

The assistant, carrying his laptop and notebook, turned and left.

Five minutes later, the assistant pushed open the door and said seriously, "Boss, according to reliable sources, the person whose name alone can give people a stomachache has returned to the country!"

"What?!"

Her right eyelid, which had been twitching incessantly, stopped abruptly upon hearing the news. Xi Hanran was on high alert, secretly thinking with resentment, "Just as I thought." She asked, "What did she bring back?"

Although you won't get your goods back so quickly from shipping, you can always find out from the clues whether she brought anything unnecessary back to China.

For example, if someone is specifically assigned to handle this matter, there will definitely be receipts or phone calls.

The assistant was taken aback, took out her phone and scrolled through the group chat, her eyes locking onto [Li Yanxin].

The assistant read the answer aloud, word by word: "Weared...a ring when you came back?"

"【Li Yanxin】: I just searched for the meaning of that ring, and it turns out it symbolizes endless love."

"We don't need to read this out exactly. Just make sure it's not so many hang gliders that we can't fit them all at home." Xi Hanran belatedly realized, "A ring? Why did she bring a ring back?"

Assistant: "Because she was wearing the ring on her hand."

She raised her hand and pointed to her middle finger, still indicating the middle finger of someone deeply in love.

"..."

The two looked up at the same time, staring at each other, neither understanding what the other was saying.

After a series of nonsensical conversations, Xi Hanran finally realized one thing: Xi Congshuang was having an affair abroad and was even wearing a ring.

She quickly went online to check, and found that wearing a ring on the middle finger does indeed represent being in a passionate relationship.

The assistant didn't quite understand why the boss was so perplexed.

Even though she understood the way this aunt and niece were behaving, and that the other party hadn't brought back anything that was giving her a headache, the assistant was still puzzled as to why her boss was still so nervous.

Isn't it a good thing for the boss that Xi Congshuang didn't bring a hang glider back to China?

Could it be that... the boss actually really dislikes the person whose name makes his stomach hurt just by hearing it?

We had been looking forward to her going abroad for so long, but she only stayed for a month before coming back. Having experienced freedom, she was back to her old ways, so it's understandable that she was unhappy.

The assistant asked considerately, "Boss, what are you thinking about?"

She could try to offer some comfort and express her respect for the salary and quarterly bonus.

Xi Hanran sat behind her desk, arms crossed, and said in a deep voice, "I'm wondering, is the person she's dating a being from the same dimension as us?"

assistant:"……"

Why is the qualifier "living thing" instead of "human"?

No, she's been sitting behind her desk for ages thinking about this.

Xi Hanran looked up and glanced at the computer search page again. She dared not bet that this was an accessory that Xi Congshuang had bought on a whim.

In the office, both of them fell into deep thought, and the assistant ignored the constantly vibrating phone.

Suddenly, messages popped up on the group chat page she had just been looking at.

[Li Yanxin]: I almost forgot to mention, Miss Cheng also returned to China.

[Li Yanxin]: It seems she was also wearing a ring, both in the shape of a Möbius strip, though the designs were slightly different.

[Li Yanxin]: I didn't expect the boss to be the kind of person who would engrave words on rings.

Soon, the message was drowned out by the comments from other members in the group chat, quickly reaching 99+.

The group of five was small, but each one of them was very talkative.

Xi Hanran didn't have to wait long before the person who had finished adjusting to the time difference appeared in front of her.

Having been away from the company for some time, Xi Hanran was wary of Xi Congshuang, who was leisurely sipping tea.

And why did she deliberately use her left hand to hold the teacup and drink tea, with her ring flashing?

Xi Hanran's feelings were hard to describe.

What are you showing off?

Who can't afford a ring anymore?

She'll have her assistant find ten or eight international designers to customize even more unique rings for her—no, rings for all ten fingers…

"Clatter." Xi Congshuang put down her teacup and calmly announced, "I'm getting married."

Xi Hanran: "?"

What did you say?

The air conditioner was too loud, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

The office was silent for a long time. The assistant stood to one side with his head down, pretending to be very serious, but actually just passing the cake around without bringing it to the table.

She was waiting for Xi Congshuang's next question: who was she going to marry?

However, it was Xi Hanran who spoke first, cautiously asking, "Will your marriage partner be human?"

"..."

*

"What?!"

Shangguan Yin stood up, supporting herself on the table with both hands, attracting the attention of many people in the store.

"..." Shangguan Yin blushed, quickly sat down, and asked in a low voice, "You're only in your early twenties, the prime of your life, why are you getting married already?"

In her view, you can do anything in your early twenties, but you can't get married.

That's the age when it's easiest to act impulsively. A marriage certificate isn't like a spam message; you can unsubscribe by sending a TD.

Although Shangguan Yin felt there was little difference between the two.

"With your family background, do you really need to form a powerful alliance through marriage?"

Cheng Zhishu couldn't follow the train of thought for a moment: "?"

Shangguan Yin slapped her thigh, suddenly realizing: "Could it be that you really did find someone you liked while you were abroad all these years, and finally decided to get married, so you specially flew back to China to tell me?"

The process was completely wrong, but the result was correct.

Cheng Zhishu nodded.

Shangguan Yin became interested and quickly asked, "Who is it?"

In that instant, countless possibilities flashed through Shangguan Yin's mind. The other person could be enthusiastic and cheerful, or reserved and introverted; in short, they couldn't be bad.

Cheng Zhishu calmly uttered a name: "Xi Congshuang".

"..."

Shangguan Yin's expression degenerated into a sketch from a comic book.

Blank, confused, sloppy.

For a long time, she didn't react. Cheng Zhishu snapped her fingers in front of her and said, "Snap out of it."

"How could it be her?!" Shangguan Yin was completely shocked.

Cheng Zhishu asked, puzzled, "Is she the one who's acting strangely?"

Shangguan Yin's expression went blank: "That's strange."

A lesbian was right next to me.

She was so oblivious all these years.

Never mind, the fact that the widowed queen has earned master's and doctoral degrees proves that she will definitely be able to stay at the university to teach.

Within three seconds, Shangguan Yin had calmed herself down and asked curiously, "Where will the wedding be held? Will it be held both domestically and internationally, or only abroad?"

She was so calm, so calm it was as if she were insane.

"..."

Cheng Zhishu felt a little guilty for not telling her sooner.

Having overheard the wedding plans, Shangguan Yin returned to school, calmly walked into the laboratory, and stood calmly in front of the centrifuge, remaining motionless for a long time.

"Holy crap!!! My friend is getting married!!"

Startled, the junior sister turned around in terror: "…………"

Is it strange that my friend is getting married? She just attended her high school classmate's wedding last week.

Half of the money she gave as a gift came from her mother, whom she begged on her knees. She also felt like she was still a child.

Shangguan Yin squatted down, clutching her head: "In my mind, she's still a high school student, how could she be married?"

Compared to who she marries, Shangguan Yin cares more about the fact that Cheng Zhishu is getting married.

Shangguan Yin: "I also saw her expression when she was terrified by that idiot's confession, worried that the teacher would notify her parents that she was suspected of having a puppy love."

Her junior patted her on the shoulder: "...I understand you."

Shangguan Yin: "Although her current marriage partner is that parent."

The junior sister slowly withdrew her hand: "I don't understand."

You rich people are terrifying.

*

Even more shocking things happened. On a beautiful, sunny day, Shangguan Yin attended a friend's wedding.

To allow Shangguan Yin ample time to attend the wedding, Cheng Zhishu scheduled the wedding for Shangguan Yin's winter break. By the time Shangguan Yin realized what was happening, the ticket booking text message had already been sent to her phone.

She also received her hotel room number on her phone. All she had to do was bring her and her passport and set off; the rest would be taken care of.

Among her few close friends and family, she watched Cheng Zhishu take her vows on the lawn. Her pure white veil was lifted, and another bride lowered her head and placed a kiss on her forehead.

It was an expression of near-reverence.

Shangguan Yin felt a sense of relief, her eyes stinging as she captured the moment they exchanged rings.

Who cares who it is, as long as happiness is achieved?

The red apple slowly descended to the side of the white triangular rice ball.

The blue-eyed white cat with tiny wings on its back, who had just served as a flower girl for the mothers and presented them with wedding rings, was still licking its lips, savoring the cat treat it had just eaten.

At the same time, Red Apple heard a familiar notification sound: "Honkai value -2, current Honkai value 9."

"Congratulations on completing the mission! (Sprinkling flowers)"

Red Apple calmly scrolled past the message, deciding to delete the pink and delicate flower-sprinkling effect next time.

That was a program it originally wrote to encourage its host.

Xi Congshuang doesn't need any encouragement at all; I truly wish you a happy marriage! :)

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This volume is finished! Hooray! [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers]

A new book starts tomorrow! Just a heads up, it's set in an ABO world, featuring a hearing-impaired beta seme and a gland-damaged alpha uke. [cat emoji][cat emoji]