The man snorted and muttered under his breath, "If it wasn't you, of course you'd say that."
...
"Hahaha……"
Several days later.
On her wedding day, the old lady couldn't help but laugh heartily when talking about it with others.
The maid beside her reminded her, "Madam, please keep your voice down. If the young master hears you talking to him like that, he'll definitely be angry with you again."
"Oh dear." The old lady turned to look at her, as if to say, "You're overthinking it."
"This kid is having a great time right now."
I don't even know where I am to offer toasts to people, so how could I have time to come here and listen to her talk?
Just as the old lady finished speaking and got up to leave,
A man dressed in wedding attire walked towards us with a dark expression. "Mother, are you talking about me behind my back again?"
The old lady was stunned for a moment.
The aunts and uncles behind him quickly wiped the smiles off their faces.
The old lady dared not admit it, saying, "I never said anything bad about you."
"Why are you here instead of going to greet the guests?"
Shen Changling was skeptical, but didn't press the matter further. "After the wine was finished, Old Shen disappeared without a trace."
This old man, how could he be someone's housekeeper?
The old lady laughed after hearing this, "Don't worry, he's probably still busy in the yard."
Later, the wine he had been looking forward to arrived, and he was immediately plied with drinks by his relatives and friends until he was half-drunk.
His stomach churned, and he grabbed the round table, waving his hands and saying, "I'm not drinking anymore, I'm not drinking anymore."
"You people, are you trying to ruin my wedding night?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Thinking to himself, this young master of the Shen family is really witty.
On a September night, a gentle autumn breeze was blowing.
Rong Shang had just lifted her veil.
Then they heard Shen Changling's drunken voice, "You, don't, don't help me up."
The maid beside her immediately became nervous, "Young mistress, quickly put the veil down."
"Young Master, Young Master is coming in."
"Okay." It was obvious she'd never been married. "Don't be nervous."
Rong Shang comforted her while lowering the red veil.
Not long after.
The servant pushed open the door and helped the unsteady man inside.
They greeted the woman inside.
Only after he finished did he instruct Shen Changling beside him, "Young Master, please take it easy."
"I'm fine."
I wanted to help him sit down on the bench in front of me.
He refused, and with a flick of his hand, he pushed the servant away.
"Don't help me up." He sat down by himself.
As a result, there was no chair behind him, and he fell directly to the ground.
With a loud bang.
"..."
The servant sighed helplessly, "Oh dear, young master."
I went up to help him, and this time he finally learned his lesson.
It took a lot of effort.
Late at night, the servants closed the door and left, leaving only the couple behind.
In the quiet night, the wind rustled the leaves.
After a while, Rong Shang didn't hear his voice.
She couldn't resist lifting the veil again.
But I saw him lying motionless on the table, seemingly... asleep.
Well.
"Changling, Changling?"
He didn't react at all when I pushed him.
Rong Shang reached out and touched his face; it was burning hot.
Drinking so much alcohol.
I wanted to find a towel to wash his face.
He then turned around.
He suddenly woke up behind me.
"Drink, drink some more."
A faint shadow fell on the ground.
The man stood up.
Rong Shang was about to turn around and look.
A weight suddenly pressed down on him, and his entire body pressed down on him.
"My darling, I've finally married you."
"My darling?" Rong Shang's eyes widened upon hearing this. "Who are you calling my darling?"
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