Chapter 33: Wedding Banquet and Full Moon Banquet Together
Tang Yixuan immediately smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, you don't know yet, our A Ye..."
Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Sang Muye's cold eyes.
Tang Yixuan was so scared that he shrank his neck.
He laughed awkwardly and said, "Okay, I won't say anything."
Seeing the interaction between the two people, Shen Xingli felt more and more strange.
She always felt that Sang Muye was hiding something from her.
Just when she wanted to continue asking, Sang Muye took her hand and walked in front of Mr. Tang, like a parent of a child.
"Li Li, why don't you call for help?"
Shen Xingli's curiosity was interrupted, and he felt a little unhappy.
But he still nodded to Old Man Tang and said softly, "Grandpa Tang, thank you for your hard work."
When Mr. Tang saw such a well-behaved and sensible girl, he liked her very much.
He looked at his grandson with disdain and complained, "You don't do anything serious all day long, just hanging around everywhere. When will you bring me such a good grandson-in-law?"
Tang Yixuan was caught in the crossfire for no reason and glared at Sang Muye: "Okay, I'll trick one back for you later."
"What do you mean by lying? Muye married her openly."
Tang Yixuan looked at Sang Muye and smiled dissolutely: If what he did is called aboveboard, then there is no such word as robbery.
But he didn't dare say these words.
If Shen Xingli knew the truth and divorced Sang Muye, his head would be gone.
Tang Yixuan patted Sang Muye's shoulders several times and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, he's very upright!"
Then he walked out of the room in a nonchalant manner.
Old Master Tang sighed in anger, "This useless thing, if he keeps wasting time like this, I'm afraid that by the time I die, I won't have my wife back."
Seeing that the old man was truly sad, Shen Xingli immediately smiled and said, "Grandpa Tang, you can't force relationships; you have to let nature take its course. Your grandson is so handsome, he'll definitely find a satisfying granddaughter-in-law."
After hearing these words, Mr. Tang's previous depression disappeared and he immediately burst into laughter.
"Muye, you've finally married a treasure! This girl has such a sweet mouth! No wonder you call her sticky bean bun."
Shen Xingli: "It looks like a small rice cake."
"It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it's sweet and sticky, it tastes good."
Shen Xingli: How did she become a thing?
Mr. Tang pointed to the chair opposite and said, "Come here, girl, let me take your pulse."
Shen Xingli immediately sat over and handed his wrist to Mr. Tang.
Sang Muye watched the changes on the old man's face nervously.
Seeing the old man let go of his hand, he immediately asked: "How is it? Is it serious?"
Seeing his nervous look, Elder Tang chuckled and said, "It's rare to see you care so much about someone. It seems like true love. Don't worry, it's just a cold uterus. Just take some medicine and you'll be fine. I'll take good care of this girl so you can have a son soon."
Hearing these words, Shen Xingli's face turned red instantly.
She lowered her head shyly, clutching the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands.
Seeing her like this, Sang Muye raised the corners of his lips into a beautiful arc.
He said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Grandpa Tang. You must have a few more drinks when we have the banquet."
Mr. Tang smiled and said, "Of course, but if you don't rush the wedding banquet, you already have children."
Sang Muye put his big hand on Shen Xingli's head and looked at her lovingly.
The tone sounds like a teasing, but it gives people a sense of hidden affection.
"Then hold it together with the full moon banquet."
Shen Xingli: “…”
Hearing this, Shen Xingli's neck turned red.
She couldn't help but whispered, "Sang Muye."
Sang Muye smiled for once, looked at her and said, "Okay, I won't say anything more."
Then he said goodbye to Mr. Tang and left with Shen Xingli.
As soon as he left the office, he hugged the blushing little girl in his arms, and his big hands rubbed her cheeks from time to time.
Her voice was low and seductive: "Are you shy?"
Shen Xingli buried her face in his chest, pouted and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What full moon wine? We haven't even..."
She wanted to say that they hadn't done anything except that one night when they drank too much, so how could they have a child?
Sang Muye lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl in his arms.
The emotions hidden in his eyes could no longer be controlled.
He pinched Shen Xingli's slightly hot face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you blaming me for not touching you, Mrs. Sang? Then let's go back and make a baby, and try to hold the wedding banquet and the full moon banquet at the same time."
Shen Xingli was so frightened that she immediately raised her head and covered his mouth: "Don't say anything."
Sang Muye kissed the palm of her hand, "Don't you want me to touch you, or don't you want to give birth to my child?"
Shen Xingli: Is it okay for her to choose neither?
But facing Sang Muye's fiery gaze, she didn't dare to say this.
She was increasingly confused about what Sang Muye meant.
Wasn't he forced to marry her?
Why did he look at her so passionately?
It seems like there is deep affection hidden deep in the eyes?
Is this just her illusion, or is there some secret that she doesn't know about?
Shen Xingli bit her red lips and looked at Sang Muye and said, "I'm not ready to have a child yet."
Hearing these words, Sang Muye's tense heart gradually relaxed.
A genuine smile graced his lips.
She said she wasn't ready to have children.
Does that mean she has thought about living with him?
With this guess, Sang Muye gently stroked Shen Xingli's head with his big hand, his voice full of doting.
"Okay, then be my Mrs. Sang first."
After saying that, he took Shen Xingli's hand and went straight to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
The two came out of the clinic. It was still early for lunch, so Sang Muye took Shen Xingli to a shopping mall.
The Chinese New Year is only half a month away, and the shopping malls are full of the festive atmosphere.
Everywhere there are flowers and various bright red colors.
Shen Xingli's dark almond-shaped eyes looked around.
"You're in your thirties during the New Year? Are you approaching your third zodiac year?"
She asked with her little face raised.
But the next second, she saw the man looking at her with a frown on his face: "You don't even know how old your husband is. Isn't Mrs. Sang a little derelict in her duty?"
Although they were words of complaint, they inexplicably carried a hint of doting.
Shen Xingli pouted and said, "How should I know? You didn't tell me. I was scared before I even saw the marriage certificate clearly."
Thinking back to the day when they got their marriage certificate, Shen Xingli still feels scared.
God knows how her heart broke when she saw Sang Muye's name appear in the spouse column.
She felt like she was finished.
Her world collapsed.
However, life didn't seem as bad as she thought. Instead, it made her somewhat immersed in it.
Sang Muye slowly took out the marriage certificate from his pocket.
Then he opened it, pointed it at Shen Xingli and said, "Look carefully, and stop talking nonsense."
Shen Xingli stared at the date of birth above.
Her eyes widened in disbelief: "Are you only six years older than me?"
Sang Muye hit her on the head with the marriage certificate: "Do I look that old?"
"No, I just feel that your age is not proportional to your achievements."
At the age of 28, he is not only the head of the Sang family, but also the president of the technology upstart Hoshino Group.
Who would believe that such an accomplished figure is only 28 years old?
Shen Xingli looked at Sang Muye with a little more admiration in his eyes.
She pointed to the marriage certificate in Sang Muye's hand and asked, "Why do you have to carry your marriage certificate with you?"
Sang Muye carefully put the marriage certificate into his pocket and said calmly, "I'll always remind you not to forget your identity as Mrs. Sang."
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