There were so many relatives and friends, and even though Tang Junhe and Song Zhi could drink quite a bit, they couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm.

Song Zhi is fine.

But Tang Junhe was completely drunk.

He blocked a lot of wine for Song Zhi,

No one intended to make things difficult for the bride, Song Zhi, but they would not let the groom, Tang Junhe, go. Everyone was trying their best to drink with him.

In addition, the alcohol content of the wine was high, and although Tang Junhe had a good alcohol tolerance, he really couldn't stop drinking.

After drinking a round, he couldn't even stand steadily.

Seeing this, Ran Qiu and Yin Ran came over and generously helped them entertain the rest of their relatives and friends.

Even Song Anshan helped to block a lot of the wine.

In the end, Song Zhi, Nie Jinmei and a few others were the only ones left sober.

Fortunately, the wedding today was held in our own hotel, and rooms were arranged for everyone early on.

Song Zhi instructed the waiters to treat the others well, and then with the help of Nie Jinmei and others, he brought Tang Junhe to the top-floor suite.

This room has been decorated like a wedding room, with big red wedding characters pasted on the wall and the bed covered with bright red rose petals.

Their wedding photos were placed in the room, and red balloons were dotted everywhere, making the whole room look festive.

Tang Junhe had long arms and legs, and Song Zhi and Nie Jinmei had to work very hard to get him to bed despite being completely drunk.

Nie Jinmei was so tired that she was out of breath. Looking at Tang Junhe who was already drunk and unconscious, she glanced at Song Zhi with heartache.

"If he drinks like this, won't your wedding night tonight be a failure?"

“Tsk.”

Rong Zhengqing, who was standing by, couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

Song Zhi blushed greatly under the teasing gazes of the two men.

The two of them laughed and teased Song Zhi for a long time before letting her go.

"Okay, we won't bother you anymore. He might wake up soon. We'll leave first."

The two of them said this and quickly left the room.

Only Song Zhi and Tang Junhe were left in the room.

Song Zhi glanced at the person on the bed with a helpless expression.

Getting married is such a tiring thing.

She also lay on her back on the bed.

Tang Junhe woke up at some point. When he opened his eyes and saw Song Zhi, he reached out his hand in a daze and held her in his arms.

The sudden movement startled the drowsy Song Zhi.

"Tang Junhe?"

She was held tightly in his arms and could only raise her head and call out his name with difficulty.

But Tang Junhe didn't seem to be awake. His eyes were blurry. He just hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead randomly, and kept muttering to himself.

"I'm so happy, Zhizhi, I finally married you. I'm so happy today. From now on, you will be my wife..."

"I'm happy too."

Hearing these words, Song Zhi's heart softened. She raised her hand and touched his face, curved her eyes, and responded softly.