"Mom, will that young master Jiang hurt anyone else? Shouldn't we be careful?"

Ren Yuran whispered something in Chen Zimei's ear.

Chen Zimei waved her hand and said in a low voice, "Of course not. As long as his emotions are stable, he won't hurt anyone. Don't be afraid."

After the group entered, the staff respectfully invited them to the VIP service area on the second floor.

Once you go up there, it's a completely different scene, with a luxurious decor.

They walked to a door, and the man in the black suit pointed to it, "Are you ready, Miss Song?"

Song Yuwei nodded, and then he opened the door.

It's a popular location for wedding photoshoots; the venue is large and fully equipped.

As the group walked in, Song Yuwei immediately spotted Jiang Cheng in the corner, and Jiang Mo next to him.

The three of them had clearly met before, but they couldn't reveal it. It was as if they had planned it in advance, and they all pretended not to know each other.

"Third Young Master, we have brought Second Young Master's fiancée."

The man in the black suit stepped forward to report.

Jiang Mo looked at Song Yuwei in front of him and greeted her, "Hello, Miss Song, right?"

Song Yuwei: "Ah, yes."

Jiang Mo walked over from Jiang Cheng's side and nodded to Lin Huali, Chen Zimei and the others. He didn't even greet his future sister-in-law's elders. He truly lived up to his reputation as the most unrestrained third young master of the Jiang family!

When Ren Yuran saw him, she blushed unconsciously and kept staring at him.

"Is Miss Song going to take wedding photos with my brother while sitting in a wheelchair?"

Song Yuwei: "It's better to sit on a stool."

Jiang Mo beckoned to Jiang Cheng and said with a gentle smile, "Brother, come here quickly. This is your fiancée, the woman you will marry into the family."

Jiang Cheng looked at Jiang Mo with a look of bewilderment and ignorance in his eyes, and his innocent expression was just like that of a child.

"Brother, why is my wife in a wheelchair?"

Jiang Cheng hid in a corner, seemingly somewhat unwilling.

Lin Huali was already embarrassed. Could it be that this madman was going to look down on Song Yuwei?

That would be bad!

"Young Master Jiang, my niece had an accident and was injured, that's why she's like this. Please don't worry about it! Don't fret, my niece is very good, she will definitely treat you well!"

Faced with Lin Huali's eager explanation, Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and asked unhappily, "Who are you, you strange old man?!"

Lin Huali was stunned. He remembered his subordinates saying that the second young master of the Jiang family had a personality with the intelligence of a child of a few years old, so he now understood why he spoke so childishly.

"Oh, I'm your...maybe your future uncle!" Lin Huali said jokingly.

After listening, Jiang Cheng stared thoughtfully at the ceiling. After a few seconds of contemplation, he suddenly frowned and said, "Hmph! I don't want a weird old man like you to be my uncle! You're obviously not a good person! A bad guy!"

As he spoke, he rushed forward, pointing at his face, his anger blazing.

The scene was chaotic, and several subordinates hurriedly pulled him back.

Ren Yuran was already trembling with fear when he walked over and hid behind Chen Zimei.

"Song Yuwei, hurry up and appease your husband! After all, he's your uncle. You need to explain things to Young Master Jiang!"

Chen Zimei glared at Song Yuwei and urged her on.

Lin Huali looked at the finger Jiang Cheng was pointing at him with, and his lips twitched. "Young Master Jiang, why are you so hostile towards me? This is the first time I've met you! I don't mean any harm..."

"Shut up! I don't want to listen to your nonsense! Your presence is driving me crazy! Get out of here!"

Jiang Cheng seemed very irritable and didn't want to listen to him at all, so he was eager to interrupt him.

Lin Huali awkwardly gave Song Yuwei a look, signaling her to say something to Jiang Cheng.

Song Yuwei turned her gaze to Jiang Cheng, appearing relaxed and at ease. "Hi, do you know who I am?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at her subconsciously and said in a serious tone, "Aren't you my future wife?"

Song Yuwei: ……

How come this guy remembers this so clearly?

"My brother told me that in a few days you will really be my wife."

Jiang Cheng's voice was very pleasant to hear. His tone was now filled with a childlike seriousness and naivety, which made Song Yuwei unable to help but smile.

"Then why do you want to get rid of him?"

Song Yuwei was a little curious. It seemed that Jiang Cheng was having an episode now, and he was in a state of abnormal split personality.

But this should have been his first time meeting Lin Huali, so why did he suddenly have such deep hostility towards him for no reason?

That's really strange.

"Honey! Did I do something wrong?"

Jiang Cheng frowned his handsome brows with a serious expression.

These words shocked everyone present.

Jiang Mo immediately exclaimed "Holy crap!", then widened his eyes and asked, "Bro! When did you become so direct? You've already called your wife so quickly?"

Song Yuwei was surprised for more than ten seconds before she came to her senses. "No, husband, I think you did the right thing."

After Song Yuwei finished speaking, she lowered her head and couldn't help but laugh at her own shamelessness.

She smiled faintly and looked up, only to find that everyone present was dumbfounded.

And so, Jiang Cheng had his subordinates "invite" Lin Huali out.

Seeing that Chen Zimei and Ren Yuran were still standing to the side, Jiang Cheng pointed at them in a childish manner, "You two, get out too!"

Chen Zimei and Ren Yuran's faces darkened, and they left in a huff.

Song Yuwei suppressed her laughter the whole time; she really hadn't expected Jiang Cheng to be so adorable after his split personality.

"Brother, you were so cool just now!!!" Jiang Mo's eyes were practically sparkling!

Jiang Cheng blinked, seemingly unaware of what he was talking about, and instead asked Song Yuwei, "Wife, aren't you tired of sitting in a wheelchair for so long?"

Song Yuwei was inexplicably struck by this, and she was somewhat bewildered.

Honestly, it's impossible not to be tired.

Perhaps in other people's eyes, sitting in a wheelchair is just sitting, and you don't have to walk, which is so easy.

In fact, the bumps and jolts of the wheelchair along the way, as well as the discomfort in the lower back and legs caused by sitting in one position for a long time, are things that others cannot understand.

"I...I'm alright, not too tired."

She said it seemingly casually, and then the makeup artist came over and told her to do her and Jiang Cheng's makeup.

The two of them were putting on makeup and changing clothes. Song Yuwei looked at herself in the mirror wearing a wedding dress and was very surprised.

In her past life, she had everything and lacked nothing, except for someone who loved her and someone she loved.

So she's been single for over twenty years, as if the God of Marriage had conspired to sever all her chances of marriage.

Of course, she herself didn't have any expectations for love. Isn't it just a man and a woman spending all their time together being all lovey-dovey? What's so great about that?