The Cheng family's house was brightly lit and the sound of gongs and drums was deafening. Everyone was busy preparing for Cheng Haoyu's wedding tomorrow. However, Cheng Haoyu had been in a bad mood since he met Zheng Xinyi, standing in the lobby like a statue.
"Son, go try this groom's suit on and see if it looks good?" Zhang Fengrong happily opened the groom's suit that had been prepared long ago and gestured to Cheng Haoyu's body shape.
"Mom, how could you forget? My brother is a soldier and he has to wear a military uniform tomorrow." Cheng Haoting reminded her.
Zhang Fengrong slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my poor memory. I'll put this dress away and give it to Haoyang in the future."
"Dad, Mom, stop busying yourself. I have something to tell you." Cheng Haoyu said seriously.
But everyone is so busy right now, who has time to pay attention to him?
Seeing that everyone was still busy with their own things, Cheng Haoyu blurted out: "I don't want to get married anymore."
As soon as the words fell, the originally lively scene came to an abrupt end. Everyone stood there in a daze, the smiles on their faces became extremely stiff, and they looked at Cheng Haoyu in surprise, who was always rigorous in his work.
"Son, what did you just say?" Cheng Dayu thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he moved closer to him and asked.
Cheng Haoyu stood up straight and repeated what he had just said with a serious face: "I said I don't want to get married."
With a loud slap, five finger marks soon appeared on his face, which was burning with pain. However, Cheng Haoyu still stood firmly in military posture with no expression on his face. However, in the eyes of others, he was extremely determined to make this decision.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Fengrong quickly pushed Cheng Dayu aside and looked at his slightly red and swollen face with heartache.
Cheng Dayu's face flushed with anger, his eyes wide open as he stared at Cheng Haoyu, who stood motionless. "What? I was going to ask him what he wants to do. Tomorrow is our wedding day, and he wants to break off the engagement now. How am I supposed to tell the Zheng family about this, and how am I supposed to face the villagers?"
"Dad, I've made up my mind." Cheng Haoyu said in an unquestionable tone.
"Brother, please talk less." Cheng Haoting pulled his arm and persuaded him.
"Haoyu, it was your grandfather who helped you join the army so smoothly and reach your current position. Don't forget that it was your grandfather who arranged this marriage, and you agreed to it in person. We aunts and uncles also heard it." It was the aunt who spoke.
"No matter what, I'm canceling this engagement." Cheng Haoyu's firm attitude left everyone speechless.
"If it doesn't work, you can just withdraw? No, tomorrow, you must go and marry Zheng Xinyi." Cheng Dayu's attitude was also tough.
Zhang Fengrong rolled his eyes at him. "Okay, it's late at night, why are you making such a fuss? It would be so embarrassing if the neighbors heard it."
As he spoke, Zhang Fengrong had already forcefully pushed Cheng Haoyu into the room, closed the door, and caressed his red and swollen face distressedly: "Son, does it hurt?"
Cheng Haoyu responded to her with a gentle look and shook his head slightly: "Mom, it doesn't hurt."
But Zhang Fengrong's eyes were still red. She took a deep breath and said in a calm tone, "Son, there's no one else here now. It's just the two of us, mother and son. Talk to me about why you want to break off the engagement."
"Mom, there's no reason, I just don't want to get married." Cheng Haoyu knew that if he proposed to cancel the engagement now, he would be criticized by the elders and talked about by the neighbors in the village, so he wanted to bear all the pressure of canceling the engagement on himself because he was a man and a soldier.
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