Chapter 822 Sister-in-law, thank you for marrying my brother
"These are the family rules."
After the old lady finished speaking, she took a sip of water, her expression serious. "After the marriage, Wuwu will be part of the business. If you dare to do anything to wrong her, we will never forgive you."
"Yes, Grandma." Shang Shiyan nodded.
"And there's more..."
The old lady wanted to say a few more words, but Pei Jinwu suddenly spoke up: "Grandma, I'm getting a little tired of sitting."
"Is my sweetie tired?"
The old lady put on a smiling face and said softly, "Then let's skip all the other complicated procedures and go straight to the wedding banquet."
I'll have to change into my wedding dress later, which will be quite a hassle.
"Um."
Pei Jinwu stood up, pretended to glance to her side, and blinked her eyelashes: "Grandma, I want Shang Shiyan to stay with me."
"ah?"
The old lady was taken aback and almost couldn't hold back her words. She hurriedly said, "Since Wuwu has spoken, you should get up too."
"...Thank you, Grandma."
His legs were stiff from kneeling for so long, so Shang Shiyan slowly got up, took Pei Jinwu's hand, and looked at her with a wronged expression: "My status was already low, and after marriage, I have no status at all."
"Are you feeling so wronged?"
Pei Jinwu scratched his palm, slightly raised her eyebrows, and her red lips parted: "How about we call off this marriage?"
"Yes, of course we should get married." Shang Shiyan's palm suddenly tightened, his tone firm and powerful. "I like having no status, I like being overshadowed by you."
The meaning of the last sentence is a bit strange.
"Rogue."
Pei Jinwu glared at him, but Shang Shiyan smiled instead of getting angry and said to the elders, "Let's go to the banquet first."
——
The banquet scene.
Shang Shiyan sat in the rest area, waiting for Pei Jinwu to change into her wedding dress.
Not long after.
The heavy white doors slowly opened, revealing Pei Jinwu in her wedding dress.
The wedding dress design is extremely simple and elegant, using layers of tulle to create a fluffy skirt that resembles layers of blooming white flowers.
The upper body is made of pure white satin, with a strapless design and large petals embroidered in white silk thread on the chest.
The petals extend downwards from the chest to the hem, creating a three-dimensional and vivid effect.
The skirt is made of expensive chiffon, which is cool and gentle, and creates a natural sense of mystery.
The waist is cinched, outlining the girl's extremely beautiful figure.
Her hair was combed back, revealing her full and beautiful forehead, and a veil embroidered with flowers was gently placed on top of her hair.
The hem flares out, draping naturally down her back.
She stood under the warm-colored lights, the gentle light making her dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful.
Shang Shiyan stood there, momentarily lost in thought.
"Mr. Shang, your wife is ready."
The staff reminded him three times before Shang Shiyan finally snapped out of his daze and said in a low, hoarse voice, "You can go out now."
"OK."
All the staff left, leaving only two people in the break room.
Shang Shiyan stepped forward, stopped in front of Pei Jinwu, and gazed at her with deep affection.
"What are you looking at?"
Pei Jinwu lifted her eyelids and shifted uncomfortably. "Is it strange?"
She rarely wears such complicated clothes; she can't even walk properly in them.
"No."
Shang Shiyan wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her tightly into his embrace, his eyes deep: "She's so beautiful that it's impossible to look away."
"Tsk."
Pei Jinwu snorted and tried to push him away. "There seems to be something wrong with the zipper in the back. Can you ask a staff member to take a look?"
"My husband will take a look."
Shang Shiyan turned around and saw her beautiful shoulder blades, fair and delicate.
He bent down, gently bit the white zipper, and pulled it up.
Because they were so close, his burning lips touched her skin.
Pei Jinwu's body trembled slightly, and before she could struggle, she was suddenly turned around.
Shang Shiyan leaned down and kissed her on the lips.
"You can do makeup." Pei Jinwu placed her hands on his chest, her starry eyes sparkling.
"It's alright, the makeup artist is on standby." As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Shiyan kissed him again.
——
Much later.
There was a knock on the door, and Shang Xun's voice rang out: "Big brother, Grandma wants you to go out and greet the guests."
Shang Shiyan stopped moving, his eyes fixed on her face, his breathing erratic.
"Big brother? Are you in there?"
"Big brother—"
The door opened.
Shang Shiyan emerged from inside, his face dark, and stared coldly at Shang Xun: "Trying to kill me?"
"No, I..." Shang Xun craned his neck but forgot to look.
Before I could even see clearly, Shang Shiyan dragged me away.
Qu Qingli was called in to touch up her makeup.
The makeup looked fine; apart from the smudged lipstick, nothing else was damaged.
I understood immediately.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Qu Qingli teased Pei Jinwu, laughing, "If I hadn't come, the old fox would have eaten us alive."
"..."
Pei Jinwu remained silent, her cheeks flushed as if she were wearing heavy blush.
——
evening.
The Western-style wedding begins.
The process was largely the same; Sheng Beitang led Pei Jinwu into the hall.
The two exchanged vows and rings.
Then.
Pei Jinwu returned to her room to rest, while Shang Shiyan led Shang Xun around to offer toasts.
They made a ruckus until night.
Shang Xun got drunk, and Shang Shiyan also got drunk, so Jiang Jibai and the others let him leave.
Feng Xing and Feng Zhi helped him, and they stumbled and staggered into the room.
The door opened.
Pei Jinwu was lying on the sofa playing games, her red cheongsam outlining her graceful figure.
"Madam, Master is drunk." Feng Zhi lowered his head, naturally changing his form of address. "Where should we put him?"
"..."
Pei Jinwu gently lifted her eyelids, her gaze falling on the "drunk" man's face, and lazily said, "Throw him off the building."
"ah?"
Shang Shiyan frowned slightly, while Feng Xing, who was usually calm and collected, subconsciously blurted out, "Throw it...throw it down from upstairs?"
Is the wife serious about becoming a widow on her wedding day?
"I'm not drunk."
Shang Shiyan pushed Feng Xing and Feng Zhi aside and fell into Pei Jinwu's arms.
Pei Jinwu: "..."
"Madam, we'll head out now." Seeing this, Feng Xing and Feng Zhi silently left.
Looking at the man lying motionless beneath her skirt, Pei Jinwu kicked his foot. "Nobody saw anything, stop pretending to be dead."
His alcohol tolerance is terrifying; he can even get drunk?
not to mention.
She saw in the video that Shang Xun blocked most of the wine.
When Shang Xun was truly drunk, he ran up to her, his face covered in snot and tears.
"Sister-in-law, thank you for marrying my brother."
"Before you came along, we all thought my brother liked men," Shang Xun said, crying.
"The heavy responsibility of being the eldest grandson of the Shang family almost fell on my shoulders. I was under so much pressure, sob sob sob..."
—
"Thud—"
After the door closed, Shang Shiyan slowly sat up.
"If I don't pretend to be drunk, your third brother will really get me drunk to death."
Shang Shiyan took off his coat and loosened his tie, his eyes clear and bright, showing no sign of drunkenness.
What's wrong with your neck?
Shang Shiyan sat down next to Pei Jinwu, looking at the rash on her neck with a furrowed brow.
"I'm having a bit of an allergic reaction." Pei Jinwu scratched her head. "I'll go take it off."
Shang Shiyan grabbed her hand.
"There's a procedure?" Pei Jinwu asked, puzzled.
"no."
Shang Shiyan got up and picked her up in his arms, saying, "Husband will help you change."
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