Xia Wan gripped the marriage certificate tightly in her hand, glanced at it only once, and then closed it.
What did her marriage certificate with Zhuang Yan look like in that dream? Was Zhuang Yan happy?
"Let's go back."
Xia Wan called Xia Qingshan, but no one answered. Not knowing his current situation, she could only suppress her anxiety and follow Gu Qian back to the hotel.
More than half of the people in the hotel chose to stay. Since they were already there, it wasn't just for the meal, but mainly for networking and resources. After all, there aren't many opportunities to gather so many wealthy people together in such a grand setting.
Xia Qingshan spent a lot of money on this wedding, aiming to solidify his network and secure business partnerships. For example, the Xicheng project was too big to handle alone; he needed to leverage connections, secure collaborations, and raise funds.
As a result, before the business deal could even be finalized, he was taken away by the police, and the wedding banquet was ruined.
His investigation will even allow those people to weigh the results.
In the afternoon, Xia Wan took over Xia Qingshan's job, drinking with guests to express gratitude and apologies. She had to force herself to drink even if she couldn't, and when she couldn't hold it in any longer, she would go to the bathroom to induce vomiting, and then continue drinking.
Socializing like this is a skill that wealthy people must learn.
Xia Wan left some important clients until the very end, trying to delay until Xia Qingshan returned to finish. During this time, she kept calling and texting Xia Qingshan. Finally, at 8 p.m., Xia Qingshan returned by car.
Seeing Xia Wan's pale face, her father felt very distressed. He patted her shoulder reassuringly and then asked Gu Qian to take her home to rest.
Xia Wan vomited because of stomach pain. After getting into the car, she vomited stomach acid. Her stomach had shrunk and there was no food residue. What she vomited was just sour and bitter stomach acid. The sourness made her throat hurt and her mouth was full of bitterness. Every time she gagged, her stomach would clench violently, as if it was being squeezed upwards by two hands.
She was panting heavily, covered in cold sweat. In the dim light of the carriage, her face was as white as paper. She was vomiting until she was completely exhausted, and her painful breathing was very loud.
Besides cold sweat, her face was also wet with tears. Gu Qian took a wet wipe to help her wipe her face, but she turned her head away after wiping it twice, leaving Gu Qian awkwardly holding the wipe.
"Let's go to the hospital."
"I'm fine, I'll be fine after a night's sleep at home." Xia Wan saw her mother for the last time in the hospital, so she was very reluctant to go to the hospital. Xia Wan had a weak immune system since childhood and often caught colds and fevers. She would take medicine at home if she could, and would invite the doctor to her home.
During the three years she was with Zhuang Yan, she was almost never sick, and she rarely even had menstrual cramps. Zhuang Yan was very good at taking care of her, making nutritious meals for her, which made her complexion better and better. Not long after she separated from Zhuang Yan, she developed acne, mouth ulcers, stomach problems and all sorts of other minor ailments. Now her complexion was also very bad. She glanced at the rearview mirror and then lowered her eyes.
Xia Wan insisted on going home, and Gu Qian didn't say anything. After they arrived home, he reached out to help her out of the car.
Xia Wan staggered along the way, only letting Gu Qian support her and not carry her. Gu Qian helped her to lie down on the sofa.
It was getting late, and the servants were all asleep. Gu Qian comforted Xia Wan, saying, "Rest for a while, and I'll make you a bowl of hangover soup."
He doesn't know how to make any hangover soup; he just makes a cup of ginger powder and honey from the fridge, and that's it.
Xia Wan doesn't like ginger-flavored food, and she almost vomited after taking a sip.
If Zhuang Yan were here, the hangover soup he makes would taste like fruit, not bad at all, and would make your stomach feel comfortable and light after drinking it.
Ginger soup with honey can indeed help sober you up and induce vomiting, but if you've already vomited everything up in the summer evening, drinking this soup again will upset your stomach.
Gu Qian was clearly making hangover soup for the first time, and he sprinkled too much ginger powder, giving it a strong ginger smell. He coaxed Xia Wan to drink it, saying, "Drink this bowl of water before you go to sleep, or you'll have a headache tomorrow. You've already taken a sip, and there's not much left in the bowl."
Xia Wan held her breath and finished the remaining half bowl. As soon as she drank it, her stomach felt a little uncomfortable.
Gu Qian helped Xia Wan to the bedroom and threw her onto the bed. The way to make a woman who doesn't like you obedient is to get her pregnant.
Pregnant women are sensitive and vulnerable, making it easy to keep them close and brainwash them into becoming housewives.
Gu Qian looked at Xia Wan, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her brows furrowed, and reached his hand to her collar.
He and Xia Wan are already married and have obtained their marriage certificate. They are a legal couple, and having physical relations is considered fulfilling their marital obligations, which is perfectly legitimate.
Xia Wan was wearing a dress similar to a cheongsam that afternoon, with the top button fastened at the collar. Gu Qian unfastened the top button, looked at the necklace around his neck, and took it off as if possessed. A ring hung on an ordinary chain.
Clearly, this was no ordinary ring. Gu Qian took a closer look and saw the line of letters on the inside.
zy&xw, Zhuang Yan and Xia Wan, she married him, but the ring she wore around her neck was the engagement ring that Zhuang Yan had given her.
Gu Qian gripped her tightly, a surge of anger coursing through his body. He no longer felt resentment towards Xia Wan, but rather hatred and disgust, wishing he could strangle her.
Just then, Xia Wan suddenly opened her eyes, stuck her head out of bed, and vomited up all the hangover soup she had been eating.
The ginger soup irritated her stomach, causing her to curl up in bed in pain, clutching her stomach tightly with her hands.
Gu Qian was startled, suppressed his anger, and stood aside, gently patting her back: "Your clothes are dirty, let me help you change them."
Xia Wan raised her hand to protect her chest, instinctively wary of him: "No... Go wake Aunt Wang up and have her help me change my clothes."
Gu Qian's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Wanwan, have you forgotten what our relationship is? We just got married and registered our marriage today. You are my wife, and today is our wedding night. How can you reject me like this?"
Xia Wan used to reject his advances, always citing reasons such as incompatibility, unfamiliarity, and her conservative nature, wanting to save those for after marriage.
It's ridiculous. If she had been conservative, she wouldn't have done something like running away from her wedding.
Xia Wan and Zhuang Yan had been living together for a year, spending every day together. They were a single man and a single woman, and now she was pretending to be innocent in front of him. Did she really think he was a fool?
"I'm not feeling well today and don't want to talk about this." Xia Wan dismissed Gu Qian with a single sentence. She was weak and could only force herself to stay awake.
Fortunately, Gu Qian did not pressure her. After standing for a while, he went to call the nanny.
The nanny arrived quickly, gave Xia Wan a quick bath and changed her into pajamas, then cooked her a new bowl of hangover soup and gave her two pills.
After working for more than an hour, Xia Wan was finally able to sleep peacefully.
When Gu Qian returned to the room, Xia Wan was already fast asleep, her cheeks were no longer as pale as before, and even had a hint of pink.
Gu Qian took out his phone, held Xia Wan's hand, and took a few photos. He then took a few more photos of her face from an ambiguous angle. Afterward, he edited a Weibo post, putting the marriage certificate and the photos he had just taken into a nine-grid layout and sent it, along with the text.
—Happy wedding! What you keep in mind will eventually come true; you finally married her.
After posting on Weibo, Gu Qian threw the ring in his hand into the sewer.
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