Chapter 15: Welcoming the Bride

At noon, Li Taohua brought a sumptuous lunch.

With a smile on her face, Meng Ruoxi experienced for the first time the feeling of pleasing someone.

It's disgusting.

Shi Yanjin took good care of her. He would considerately help her eat a few more bites of food and gently ask her if the food was to her liking. Meng Ruoxi remained calm.

To sell out yourself for food, to sell out yourself for changing the status quo, to be honest, I feel very uncomfortable.

How is she different from Dodder?

I ate the rice in the bowl mechanically. I didn't even feel like speaking. I could only deal with it tiredly.

Putting down his chopsticks, Shi Yanjin asked, "Are you tired?"

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Meng Ruoxi nodded, "A little bit."

Shi Yanjin suggested, "Then let's take a walk after dinner and then go to sleep."

Meng Ruoxi still nodded, "Okay."

She said she would not refute Shi Yanjin unless necessary.

And so, she spent her day as a puppet.

At night, Chen Xueying was sleeping soundly beside her, but Meng Ruoxi herself stared at the dark room with her eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep.

After just one day of getting along, she felt that Shi Yanjin was not as easy to control as he seemed, and she was afraid that she would shoot herself in the foot.

However, the arrow had been drawn and had to be shot, and the marriage was no longer up to me.

I hope everything goes as I wish and we can part ways amicably in the future.

The fiery look that Shi Shiyanjin gave him when he woke up appeared in his mind again, and he felt particularly repulsed in his heart.

As long as emotions are not involved, everything is fine. Once emotions are involved, things become much more complicated.

The human heart is the most uncontrollable thing. You never know how he may love you one second and want to kill you the next.

If the relationship is not reciprocated, the giver will go crazy and the recipient will suffer a backlash.

How good it was in the past, how bad it will be in the future.

Meng Ruoxi has never been involved in love, but she knows that she cannot touch it or provoke it.

As she was thinking, she fell asleep.

In her sleep, her brows were wrinkled and beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead, as if she had had a horrible dream.

"No, don't!"

She was awakened by a dream and sat up in bed, but found that she could not remember anything that happened in the dream.

She had been having dreams from time to time since she crossed over, but without exception, everything that happened in the dream had nothing to do with her until the moment she woke up.

She is an experiencer, but she has no right to know.

Chen Xueying was sleeping soundly and was not woken up.

Meng Ruoxi suddenly envied her.

A life without worries and desires must be very happy.

Another day has passed, and April 18th has finally arrived.

As a bride-to-be, Meng Ruoxi sat in a wooden bathtub. The water was sprinkled with yellow wild flowers picked from the roadside instead of roses.

The color alone is unlucky.

She opened her slender white fingers, picked up a flower and held it in front of her eyes to look at it carefully.

He reached out to the edge of the bathtub and dropped the water-soaked flower without warning. The petals instantly scattered, like a person's heart, torn into pieces.

The calm surface of the water was broken, a slender leg stretched out and fell to the ground, water was brought out of the bathtub by her, water droplets remained on her body, forming a small puddle on the ground.

She picked up a white towel beside her and wiped her body, then put on the red dress.

A curvy figure, exposed and smooth calves, and then moving upwards, a silent and cold face.

The combination of ice and fire tempts people to commit crimes even more.

The black leather shoes fit her feet perfectly and made her soles look even whiter.

The moment she opened the door and walked out, all eyes were focused on her.

There were sounds of gasps and exclamations, all of which added to the beauty of Meng Ruoxi.

The bride comes out and the groom is about to arrive.

Everyone waited quietly, and the bride found a chair and sat down.

Those who should be anxious are not anxious, but those who should not be anxious are anxious instead.

Chen Xueying looked up and complained, "Why haven't you come yet? It's almost eight o'clock."

Meng Ruoxi had no makeup on, her eyes slightly curled up, and it was unclear whether she was smiling or mocking, "Isn't it not here yet? No rush."

The tone of the voice in her ear was too flat. Chen Xueying could not help but turn her head to look. She saw that she, who should have been nervous and shy as a bride, had a tired look on her face, and there was no joy in her brows.

Instead, this wedding seemed like a carnival for the educated youth and had nothing to do with her.

But if you think about it carefully, you are marrying for a purpose, so why be happy about it?

"Here he comes, the groom is here." Cai Chengjie was the first to notice and shouted at the top of his voice.