The wedding banquet also started as planned.
After entering the venue, lighting candles, and cutting the cake, Yan Xiuji and Zhou Ziyi each wrote a short essay, both less than 500 words. Chu Ling also said a few words, and then everyone raised their glasses and started eating.
Yan Xiuzhi and Zhou Ziyi went to each table and toasted.
In order to provide a better wedding banquet experience, 30 tables were arranged on site, with eight people at each table. The Chu family's uncle's words were true. The venue was full, and they were not just random relatives. A considerable number of them were bigwigs who were on good terms with the Chu family, and some were partners who had also cooperated with the Huahao Group. These partners came as a family of three or a couple, and the number of people increased rapidly. Everyone came, did not see Yan Wenwu, and did not ask more questions in front of the host. They still gave red envelopes and talked and laughed, and then sat down.
I don’t know how angry Yan Wenwu would be if he knew this.
The wedding toast was red wine, but Li Fei cheated and mixed some water in it. It didn't matter how it tasted, but at least the concentration was not that high. After 30 cups, the effect was much less.
But even so, after walking a circle, Zhou Ziyi was already a little dizzy.
This was the result of Tang Shirong and the little cousin of the Chu family blocking a lot of wine. If it weren't for these two people, Zhou Ziyi would probably have fallen to the ground.
Yan Xiuji also started to get a little bit drunk, but overall he was better than Zhou Ziyi. When he returned to the main table, Yan Xiuji saw Zhou Ziyi leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes, and reached out to pat his arm: "Are you okay?"
"...Not bad." Zhou Ziyi smiled at him, "I just drank a little too fast just now, the amount is actually okay."
Yan Xiuji said, "You shouldn't have drank the glass that Mr. Tang poured for you. It was too much and mixed with other liquors. It's easy to get drunk after drinking it."
"Brother Tang's father wants to drink with me alone, I can't refuse." Zhou Ziyi tilted his head and whispered to him, smiling helplessly, "Brother Tang has helped me so much, I have to give Mr. Tang face."
"..." Yan Xiuji didn't know what to say.
Zhou Ziyi always seemed to give face to those who helped him, and he was not likely to refuse their requests. He was like this to Tang Shirong and Yan Xiuji.
It is not surprising that he now accepts all the wine poured by Tang Shirong's father.
Yan Xiuji investigated Zhou Ziyi's past and learned that after he fell from a well-off family to a debt of tens of millions, many people looked on coldly at his situation. In this situation, everyone who helped him became particularly precious.
Yan Xiuzhi didn't know Zhou Ziyi before, but now he feels that most of his former friends were guys with little vision.
Help in emergencies, not in poverty, that's what it says, but Zhou Ziyi is not just poor. Yan Xiuji thinks Zhou Ziyi is quite capable and has good character. If Zhou Ziyi was Yan Xiuji's friend before, and asked him for help, Yan Xiuji would help him to some extent.
From this perspective, Tang Shirong has a good vision.
Zhou Ziyi didn't know that Yan Xiuji had thought so much in a blink of an eye. He drank too much and felt like peeing, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to the toilet."
Yan Xiuji felt that he seemed a little shaky: "Do you want someone to accompany you?"
"I'm not that bad." Zhou Ziyi smiled, patted his shoulder as he turned and walked away, and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Let's go, don't miss me."
Yan Xiuji: “…”
——So, the people above are starting to lose their minds?
***
Zhou Ziyi went to the toilet. When he came out to wash his hands, he wanted to wash his face, but when he thought about how long he had spent on his makeup, he had to give up.
After coming out of the toilet, Zhou Ziyi just returned to the corridor and saw an unexpected person appearing.
It turned out to be Yan Meiyue.
Zhou Ziyi thought it was an illusion or he was drunk, so he blinked and saw Yan Meiyue was still there.
This is really strange. Except for Yan Xiuji himself, no one else from the Yan family came today. How could Yan Meiyue suddenly appear here?
While Zhou Ziyi was still hesitating whether to pretend he didn't see him, Yan Meiyue's eyes lit up when she saw him and she walked straight towards him: "Are you alone? Great, I just happened to be looking for you!"
"...Hmm?" Zhou Ziyi raised an eyebrow, "Looking for me? Or alone?"
"Yes." Yan Meiyue looked at him and gave him a meaningful smile. "Let's find a place to talk? I don't think you would want others to hear what we are talking about. Believe me."
Zhou Ziyi instinctively felt that it was not a good thing, and refused directly: "Let's do it another day."
"We can't postpone it." Yan Meiyue said, "I'm here on behalf of my third uncle. Don't you want to know what my brother's father wants to say to you?"
"I don't want to." Zhou Ziyi turned and left.
Yan Meiyue chased after him for two steps, and in order to stop him, she said directly: "We all know that you are now in debt of 50 million, and you have a seriously ill sister. You married my brother just for money!"
Zhou Ziyi paused.
He shoved his hands into his pants pockets. "So?"
Yan Meiyue approached him: "Are you sure you want to say this here?"
Zhou Ziyi looked into her eyes and said, "I don't have any secrets that you don't want to hear. Tell me."
Yan Meiyue looked around and saw that there were not many people passing by in the corridor, so she really spoke.
"Uncle San will not allow my brother to help you pay off your debts. You are clinging to the Yan family like a vampire, and nothing will come of it."
Yan Meiyue said: "So, do you want to consider my third uncle's plan?"
Zhou Ziyi said calmly: "What plan?"
"Uncle San will give you one million." Yan Meiyue said, "As long as you separate from my brother, the cash will be deposited immediately."
Zhou Ziyi chuckled: "Are you underestimating me? You want to buy the love between me and Yan Xiuji with one million?"
"...Three million, as long as you get a divorce, I'll give you three million!" Yan Meiyue said, "Don't be too greedy. My brother is not stupid, he won't give you money easily. You might as well agree to Uncle San's conditions now, at least you can get the money relatively easily, right? Three million as soon as you get a divorce, this is already a very high price, you may not be able to earn so much money in your lifetime!"
"You are the ones who think too much." Zhou Ziyi sneered, "Yan Xiuji and I are true love, we will never separate, don't bother me anymore."
Yan Meiyue gritted her teeth and said, "Five million! No more!"
"How can the price be raised twice?" Zhou Ziyi thought for a moment and said slowly, "Could it be that... Yan Wenwu originally told you five million, and you wanted to be a middleman and make a profit, so you quoted a lower price first?"
"What did you say?!" Yan Meiyue stared, "How could I...!"
"Whether it is true or not, you just need to know it yourself." Zhou Ziyi chuckled, "Today is my wedding with Yan Xiuji, I won't bother with you. If you want to stay, shut up and eat; if you want to leave, leave quietly now, don't let me hear anything that makes me unhappy."
Yan Meiyue bit her lip.
Zhou Ziyi's voice became colder: "If you continue to pester me, I will call security."
Yan Meiyue frowned and said, "Are you so proud? You are just a fox pretending to be powerful. When my brother doesn't like you anymore, aren't you afraid of falling even harder?"
Zhou Ziyi sneered and was about to reply when a voice suddenly came from behind: "What have you been doing outside for so long?"
They both looked and saw that it was Yan Xiuzhi who came out.
"Old Yan."
Zhou Ziyi put on a smile, walked towards Yan Xiuji, and naturally took Yan Xiuji's hand: "Your sister came to chat with me specially."
Yan Xiuji heard something behind the words and looked at Yan Meiyue who was standing stiffly not far away: "Why are you here?"
Yan Meiyue didn't know what she was thinking, and subconsciously said, "Can't I come?"
"...Of course." Yan Xiuji replied calmly, "You want to go in?"
Yan Meiyue had no one to talk to inside, and if she went in and was seen by the Chu family, she would probably be laughed at. So when Yan Xiuji really let her in, she backed off again.
Although Yan Xiuji and Zhou Ziyi's wording was different, the tone and atmosphere that led Yan Meiyue to the wedding banquet were exactly the same. Yan Meiyue even felt threatened, and quickly said, "No, no need. I'm leaving."
Zhou Ziyi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Really not going in to have a meal and chat?"
Yan Meiyue felt a chill in her heart after hearing these words. She said, "No, I have something else to do," and hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Yan Xiuzhi watched her walk out quickly until her figure disappeared, then he turned his head to look at the young man beside him.
"What on earth is she doing here?"
"Well, it's not convenient to tell you now. I'll tell you later." Zhou Ziyi paused and said, "You came to see me?"
Yan Xiuji looked at his face, which was red from alcohol, and said calmly, "I came to the bathroom."
"Oh——" Zhou Ziyi let go of him, "Then go ahead, I'll wait for you."
Yan Xiuji said: "No need to wait." It's not like they are elementary school students going to the toilet and they have to go hand in hand.
Zhou Ziyi didn't move: "We have already met, and we have to go our separate ways. This doesn't look very loving. Go quickly, I'll wait for you here."
Yan Xiuji: "You first..."
Zhou Ziyi: "Bye."
Yan Xiuzhi had no choice but to ignore him and go to the toilet.
***
That night, the wedding car took the newlyweds back to Yan Xiuzhi's apartment, and the wedding was over.
Wedding night? After party? There was no such thing. Zhou Ziyi had no friends coming. Tang Shirong, the only best man, was drunk and was taken home by his father. On Yan Xiuji's side, everyone looked at his face and said, "You should have a good rest. We're leaving now."
Only the close relatives of the Chu family came to the apartment to liven up the "new house". My uncle also held a notepad and said auspicious words in the customs, and that was it.
Zhou Ziyi didn't even have time to go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea for the Chu family before they stayed in Yan Xiuzhi's master bedroom and left after the Chu family closed the door.
Of course, Yan Xiuzhi was also pushed in together.
The two grown men looked at each other for a while, not knowing what to say. Zhou Ziyi looked at Yan Xiuji's room, and the four sets of clothes were all changed to bright red, and rose petals and red cloth were spread on it. On the red cloth were a nut plate, a small golden scale, and an apple with words printed on it. Looking closely at the nut plate, there were red dates, peanuts, longans, lotus seeds... Zhou Ziyi laughed.
Yan Xiuji raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?"
"No, I just feel that your family is still praying for us two men to have a baby soon, hahahaha..." Zhou Ziyi pointed at the nut plate, his eyes narrowed with joy, "What is this for?"
Yan Xiuji was speechless. He had watched his family arrange these things, and he had said that they were not needed, but his resistance was futile.
The CEO had to find some other topic to change the subject: "When you met Yan Meiyue, what did she say to you?"
"Talk now? No, my head is starting to feel dizzy." Zhou Ziyi rubbed his forehead, "I just want to take a shower and go to bed right now, can we talk about it later?"
As he spoke, he began to stagger. Yan Xiuji was standing close to him and subconsciously helped him up: "Are you still able to take a shower? You didn't fall in the bathroom, did you?"
Zhou Ziyi half supported and half hugged him, looked at him and smiled: "Why, if I say I can't, will Mr. Yan help me wash it?"
"...I think you are really drunk." Yan Xiuji asked him to stand up and let him go. "If you can't stand up, don't wash. Go to sleep first and we'll talk about it tomorrow. Don't expect me to call 120 for you again in the middle of the night."
"Don't worry, I know what to do." Zhou Ziyi waved his hand. "By the way, don't forget our honeymoon flight tomorrow afternoon."
Yan Xiuji said: "You should worry about yourself first."
"Okay, I'll worry about myself." Zhou Ziyi said, and turned around and really left the master bedroom. When he was about to close the door for Yan Xiuji, the young man suddenly poked his head in and said with a smile: "Brother, I hope you are not blinded by these bright red colors, hahaha!"
With that he shrank back and the door closed.
Yan Xiuji looked at the red double happiness pattern on the door, then at the four-piece set on the bed, and began to feel a headache.
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