Peng Buwang was unaware of Shang Tian's thoughts. Although he was fond of the little dumpling, he did not want to force her. "Your Highness, the little dumpling probably has someone else in her heart."
"You mind?" Shang Tian looked at him with a half-smile.
"No." He lowered his head and said with a hint of disappointment, "I just didn't want her to be unhappy."
Shang Tian said calmly, "Marriage has always been arranged by parents and matchmakers."
If you can't make the decision, then find someone who can.
When the little girl heard about this when she got home, she started arguing with Shang Tian. But Shang Tian was unreasonable, so she cried and said, "When I wanted to marry him, you wouldn't let me."
Now that I love another man, you're forcing me to marry him.
What am I to you all?
No matter how much the little dumpling fussed, she couldn't escape Shang Tian's grasp and finally got into Peng Buwang's bridal sedan chair.
The moment he lifted the veil, seeing the little dumpling's red, tear-filled eyes, Peng Buwang said with heartache, "If you don't want to, then let's be a fake couple."
The little bundle of joy threw himself into Peng Buwang's arms and burst into tears, crying, "Daddy's so mean, why are you treating me like this?"
Peng held her tightly, gently patting her back to comfort her.
"You've cried enough, I'll take you to see him." When Peng Buwang said these words, his heart was in extreme pain.
But he's willing to do anything to make his little bundle of joy.
Following the little meatball's instructions, the two sneaked into the young master's house, but as soon as they entered the courtyard, they heard those indescribable sounds.
The little girl's face turned pale in an instant as she recalled what Shang Tian had said to her.
She knew that the person inside the house had lied to her.
Although she was angry, she didn't feel particularly upset.
She took Peng Buwang's hand, placed it on her heart, and asked, "Brother Buwang, is my heartbeat normal?"
She felt extremely rational, so rational that she doubted whether she had ever loved the person in the house.
When Peng Buwang placed his hand on her there, he felt as if his brain had been blown to smithereens, his face turned bright red, and he was speechless.
So soft...
Seeing Peng Buwang blushing, the little dumpling frowned and said, "Brother Buwang, he's sorry to me."
Upon hearing this, Peng Buwang regained his senses and went into the house without hesitation, beating up the man.
When Shang Tian returned to his parents' home on the third day after the wedding, he asked, "Do you know why I entrusted the little dumpling to you?"
"Thank you, father-in-law."
Shang Tian accepted the gift without hesitation. He had raised his daughter with great difficulty, only to have her end up with this brat. He felt so heartbroken every time he thought about it that he couldn't sleep.
Watching the couple return home, Su Qian sighed and asked, "Why did you marry off your little dumpling?"
Shang Tian also sighed, "We're getting old too. Our little dumpling needs to find a home eventually. Rather than letting her marry a complete stranger, it's better for her to marry Bu Wang. At least we won't have to worry about her being bullied."
A year later, the little girl gave birth to a son, and the couple were extremely loving.
Ten years later, Peng Buwang paced anxiously at the entrance of the delivery room, asking, "How is the baby?"
Shang Tian grabbed him and, once in a corner, unleashed a flurry of blows, yelling, "I'll teach you to bully my daughter!"
Su Qian naturally joined the fray, and it wasn't until the child was born that the couple finally let go of Peng Buwang, who was nearly forty years old.
Peng Buwang looked at the baby that the midwife brought out and felt his heart melt. This was his daughter.
Years later, the couple finally understood the feelings that Shang Tian and Su Qian had when they married off their daughter.
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