Chapter 121 Wedding Night
Fortunately, the process was simplified this morning, so Anmi wasn't too tired during the toasting.
If it weren't for the strict rules of the Yan family, the big boss would have originally wanted to simplify this process.
Yan Jiaxian stopped him: "Brother, we can't simplify it any further, or we'll become an unfilial son!"
He then gave up.
Yan Jinnian: "Wife, let's stop and rest when we're tired."
Anmi, her face flushed with excitement, held up her wine glass and said, "It's alright, I can still play another three hundred tables!"
The elders' table at the front passed quickly, and then it was time for the tables at the back.
Hi~
Anmi blinked. A complete set of jewelry, a slender figure—wasn't that an elevator girl?
She smiled politely and said, "Hello!"
Yan Shuhe raised her wine glass: "Hello, sister-in-law, I am Jin Nian's eldest sister."
It really was the eldest sister!
She instantly became obedient: "Hello, big sister! I hope you eat and drink well and have a good time!"
Yan Shuhe smiled: "You really are cute. How about you and Jin Nian come to my house for dinner sometime?"
Anmi almost spat out the wine she was drinking halfway through.
"Okay...okay, I'll definitely go."
After saying this, she grabbed the man's clothes and quickly fled the scene.
Waaah, I've learned my lesson. I'll never be so jealous again.
…
When the toasts were served to Yan Jiaxin's table, several handsome men suddenly started to jeer and besiege Yan Jinnian.
"Brother, you usually don't drink at all, but today you have to drink to your heart's content!"
Several people took turns offering toasts.
He Xiao and Xiao Qingnan also came over with their wine glasses: "Let's also toast President Yan!"
Anmi quickly retreated from the battlefield with her best friends.
These younger brothers seem to have been suffering under their older sister's thumb for a long time, and have finally seized an opportunity for revenge. She'd better not get herself into trouble.
Besides, this bad man pretended to be drunk to fool her last time, so today she'll let him taste what it's like to be truly drunk.
While Yan Jinnian was drinking, she quietly asked Wanqiu, "Which one of these is his younger brother?"
With so many handsome men at the table, each with their own unique charm, it's really hard to tell them apart.
While watching the game, Wanqiu replied to her, "You mean my fourth brother? He didn't come today."
"Huh? Why didn't you come?"
"Because Aunt Mo didn't come either!"
Anmi then realized what was happening.
So he's my half-brother.
Wanqiu glanced at her and said, "But don't take it to heart. My fourth brother has been busy pursuing his wife lately, and I haven't seen him in a long time."
There's such a story?
Anmi asked curiously, "Your fourth brother got married?"
Late Autumn: "Not yet, it's just an engagement..."
At this point, she suddenly lowered her voice and whispered in An Mi's ear: "You haven't seen them. They are the real-life version of the Beijing elite and the Hong Kong heiress, straight out of a novel. When I have the chance, I'll take you to meet them, and we'll get to know them together!"
My goodness, that's absolutely divine!
Without a second's hesitation, Anmi replied, "Okay!!!"
…
After round after round of toasts, it was Yan Bingli who finally spoke up, telling everyone not to let the groom get too drunk, and only then did they stop.
Those who know, know. Tonight is our wedding night. What will happen to my sister-in-law if my brother gets drunk?
After a satisfying meal, the guests gradually dispersed.
Those who had other things to do left first, while those who wanted to stay and have fun remained at the hotel.
Anmi helped the drunk man take the elevator to the top floor.
The entire top floor is the presidential suite reserved for Yan Jinnian.
It has now been decorated as a wedding room, with large red "囍" characters pasted all over the room.
After Mimi and Niannian finished being flower girls, they were brought up by the hotel staff and are now lying on the sofa catching up on sleep.
Anmi, worried about disturbing the two little ones, helped the person to the bedroom.
Yan Jinnian lay down on the bright red wedding quilt, his fair cheeks flushed with two rosy blushes.
Anmi had initially wanted to laugh at him, but now she realized that she was the one who was making a fool of herself by having to clean up the mess.
"Are you really drunk?" She leaned down and pinched his cheek.
"Could it be an act again?"
Thinking of this, she reached out and scratched Yan Jinnian's abs a few times: "Squeak, squeak, does it itch?"
The man stared at her with a dazed look, unmoved.
Anmi then pulled up his arm and tickled his armpit.
But Yan Jinnian seemed completely unaffected, showing no reaction whatsoever.
"Okay!" She gave up and sat down next to him.
But then another sentence suddenly came to mind.
Hehehe~~
Anmi pinched the man's face mischievously: "Novels say that men can't get an erection when they're drunk. If you did, you were faking it!"
After saying that, she reached her hand outwards in a wicked manner.
Fortunately, the other party did not disappoint her acting skills.
“Wife…” Yan Jinnian helplessly grasped her hand.
"You're getting more and more mischievous."
"Oh, you lied to me again!"
I knew he wouldn't get drunk that easily!
Anmi grabbed the man's face from both sides: "Didn't you say you'd never pretend to be drunk again?"
"I didn't pretend..." Yan Jinnian had indeed drunk quite a bit of alcohol, and his head was still slightly throbbing.
He endured his discomfort and said, "Baby, I'm dizzy, lie down with me for a while."
Anmi obediently lay down next to him: "But I'm not sleepy."
She reached out and brushed aside his drooping eyelashes: "It's still afternoon!"
Yan Jinnian took his phone out of his pocket and handed it to her, coaxing her like a child: "Play this..."
Anmi gave her phone to Anting for safekeeping before putting on makeup.
She took it and unlocked it while looking at the man's handsome face so close to hers.
Do you have any games on your phone?
"No."
Was there any sound?
"No."
"Are there any novels by Se Se?"
"..."
"With your boss..."
"Okay, I got it!" Anmi interrupted him mercilessly.
There's nothing fun about it.
She swiped the screen twice: "Didn't you used to play games? Why aren't you playing them anymore?"
Yan Jinnian closed his eyes: "Before, I needed to be distracted, but now I don't..."
All right.
Anmi understood immediately.
Turning the pages back and forth, there was nothing interesting to see. She rolled her eyes around a couple of times, then tilted her head back and kissed the man's closed eyelids.
"Honey, can I look at your WeChat?"
"Um."
You agreed so readily?
Anmi didn't stand on ceremony with him. She opened WeChat and pinned her own picture to the top.
My wife.
Upon seeing the note, she chuckled and then added the word 'kiss' in the middle.
My dearest wife.
That's how you make someone look alive!
The last message in the chat box was "Wife, I miss you".
Last night, she, An Ting, and her grandmother had a long talk in their room all night long, while Yan Jinnian was sent to the next room to keep watch. He sent no less than a dozen "I miss you" messages to express his grievances.
Anmi was almost moved by his pitiful tone and broke her own custom for him.
Thinking of this, she looked up at the man's rosy sleeping face.
It's definitely better to be well-behaved when you're asleep.
She opened the camera app on WeChat, took a picture of him, and sent it to herself.
Scrolling up, you'll find that even after they got together, their chat history wasn't extensive.
Because there is very little time to be apart.
She and Yan Jinnian were practically inseparable every day.
Whether at home or at the office, we see each other as soon as we open our eyes.
My finger kept swiping across the screen.
"Huh? What's this?"
Anmi suddenly saw a long passage of unfamiliar text.
"Old Deng...sleazy...stingy...disgusting..."
!!
This...this was posted by her?
That's impossible! She doesn't remember posting any of those things at all!
Anmi was shocked and exited the chat window, repeatedly confirming that this was indeed her WeChat account.
However, the conclusion reached each time was:
Yes, this is her WeChat account.
"Aaaaaaah!"
Could it have been posted when you were drunk on Qingji Island that day?
Or was it sent while sleepwalking?
It's all over...
Anmi instantly turned into a crying baby.
No wonder he just walked away from the cabin that day…
So that's it!
Anmi dropped her phone and grabbed the man's arm, shaking it violently.
"Honey, I really didn't mean to!"
"Honey, you have to believe me~"
"Honey, say something!"
My husband, who's always having headaches: I'm already dizzy from being shaken, don't bother me.
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