The woman in the mirror was wearing a snow-white, shiny wedding dress. The material was delicate and smooth, with a soft luster and felt cool to the touch.
Her jet-black hair was tied up in a high bun, like a waterfall of black satin, smooth and shiny.
A crown inlaid with 999 diamonds is placed on the head. On the crown, the flower pattern is carefully inlaid with diamonds of various sizes. In the middle, a 25-carat perfect heart-shaped diamond is dazzling, and the light pierces people's eyes like a needle. The dazzling light seems to show off the owner's nobility.
The woman had a bright face, like a fairy in the moonlight, extremely gorgeous.
At this moment, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, full of fear and disbelief, her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, her legs went limp, and she sat paralyzed.
Heavy?
Su Jinyu is overweight!
She focused on the wedding.
Faces flashed across Su Jinyu's eyes like a revolving lantern.
The tragically dead Marshal had his eyes wide open, his eyes wide open; the wet nurse who was framed and committed suicide had a pale face and a miserable look; and those who pushed her into the abyss step by step had twisted and hideous faces, grinning with smugness.
These images were like sharp blades, cutting her heart, and the pain spread from her heart to her whole body.
She supported herself with her arms, her fingertips turning white, and struggled to stand up, looking at the woman in the mirror with tears streaming down her face.
The tears rolled down my cheeks, carrying with them endless grievances and dissatisfaction.
She is the eldest daughter of Qianjiang, the most powerful and richest woman in the whole of Qianjiang. She will not spend all her wealth for a man again, and finally be trampled on like a rag.
The humiliation and pain she had experienced will become the motivation for her revenge.
There was an unexpected knock on the door, bringing Su Jinyu back to reality from her deep hatred.
She took a deep breath, calmed her inner turmoil, and carefully touched up her makeup.
With her fingertips trembling slightly, she gradually restored her makeup to perfection, without any trace of ugliness, and then she slowly opened the door.
"Miss," a maid in a green skirt came in with tea, her face as bright as a flower blooming in spring, "all the big shots from Qianjiang are here today, the kitchen is very busy... I secretly tasted some snacks and found the best ones for you," the voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of flattery.
"Qing... Ru", Su Jinyu stared at her blankly, his eyes moistened instantly, and his voice choked slightly.
Qingru placed the cushion on the sofa, and handed the purple jade cake to Su Jinyu gently, her eyes full of distress, "Miss, eat something, we have to go upstairs soon."
Seeing that the young lady didn't move, Qingru raised her eyes, and was so frightened that she quickly put down the snack, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe the young lady's tears, "What happened? Who bullied the young lady?"
Su Jinyu hugged Qingru and burst into tears.
Her shoulders trembled violently and her tears soaked Qingru's clothes.
Qingru was still alive, and he was no longer beaten to death with sticks for protecting her, covered in blood.
Once, she went to see a doctor without Qingru's knowledge, but she couldn't even afford the money for treatment. She could only let Qingru freeze in her arms, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get warm. That feeling of despair and helplessness once again surged into her heart.
It was the first time that Qingru saw the young lady cry. She patted her back carefully and said, "Young lady, you don't want to get married, so we won't get married... This Shen Mansion doesn't look good. The people there are always gossiping, and they don't understand the rules like the people in the Marshal's Mansion."
Su Jinyu raised her head and let Qingru wipe her tears, "What did people say?" There was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
Qing Ru didn't dare to look into her eyes and lowered her head slightly, "Those are just nonsense. Master Shen is so good to Miss, he won't do anything to let Miss down."
Su Jinyu understood, "Are you saying that I'm using a stick to beat a cuckoo?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"What kind of wild birds are they... Wang Manrou is a poor woman, just the cousin of Mrs. Shen Sanyi. She has lived in Shen's mansion for a few years and she wants to be the mistress. She is not worthy... Those nagging old women really need to be controlled."
Qingru's voice was full of anger and her little face turned red.
"The Shen Mansion would not be so unruly. They said that on purpose for you to hear." Su Jinyu's eyes became colder and colder, as if they could freeze everything.
"They are so brave, aren't they afraid of being blamed by you, young lady?" Qingru's eyes were full of confusion.
"I'm new here, of course they are not afraid of me," Su Jinyu said with a hint of helplessness and sarcasm in her tone.
Su Jinyu waved to her and whispered a few words in her ear. Qingru widened her eyes with a hint of hesitation, but she would definitely do what the young lady asked.
After Qingru left, there was another knock on the door. Su Jinyu adjusted her wedding dress, ran her fingertips lightly over the delicate lace, and opened the door.
Shen Jingyu behind the door couldn't hide the amazement in his eyes. His gaze was like a greedy hungry wolf, lingering on Su Jinyu's wedding dress and crown, and he looked at the crown with undisguised jealousy.
She walked forward with a smile and took Su Jinyu's arm, "Sister-in-law, have a good rest. There are a lot of people waiting to see the bride upstairs."
The smile was extremely hypocritical, but there was passion in the voice.
Su Jinyu tilted her head and sneered. This round little face with baby fat and a pair of round eyes looked so naive and ridiculous. No wonder she fooled him in his previous life.
Su Jinyu yawned lazily, pulled her hand out, glanced at the tightly closed room on the left, and a hint of slyness flashed in her eyes, "I got up early in the morning to dress up, and there are a lot of red tape, I'm really tired"
"Yes, yes, yes," Shen Jingyu agreed repeatedly, "This white Chinese-style wedding, with the bridal tiara and the bridal gown, and the whole set of procedures is incredible... It's already tonight, and there's another dinner party. It gives me a headache just looking at it. If it were me, I would only have a Western-style wedding with beautiful wedding dresses. A Chinese-style wedding is too troublesome."
Throughout the Republic of China, Western culture has had a great influence on Chinese culture, not only introducing the concepts of freedom and equality, but also new models of love and marriage. Everyone regards advocating Western culture as fashionable, and traditional conservatism is considered a chronic disease.
Su Jinyu nodded nonchalantly, "My sister studied abroad, so it's normal for her to prefer a Western-style wedding. But the old man in my family is very feudal and stubborn. He prefers a Chinese-style wedding. He said that the phoenix crown was passed down from my mother, and I must have it when I get married," her tone was teasing.
The smile on Shen Jingyu's lips froze. Even though the whole of Qianjiang admired foreign culture and looked down upon such feudal customs, he was the Marshal, the most powerful person in Qianjiang. How could she have the qualifications to say a word?
She pretended to slap her lips and said, "Look, I said the wrong thing. Sister Yu's phoenix crown really opened everyone's eyes. I'm afraid there is no other one like it in the whole Republic of China."
Su Jinyu didn't answer. When she walked past the room on the left, Shen Jingyu suddenly took two steps ahead to stop her, lowered her head, and said timidly, "Sister Yu, I'm in some trouble. Can you help me, sister-in-law?"
In his previous life, Su Jinyu jumped into a trap like this without giving it much thought.
Now, she raised her hand and patted Shen Jingyu's head, with a trace of unquestionable majesty, "I can't get away from my wedding today. If you have any trouble, go find my wife, she will help you solve it."
After saying that, he walked past her and headed towards the stairs.
Shen Jingyu blinked and was confused for a while.
By the time she reacted, Su Jinyu had already walked up the stairs.
The spotlights were on, and everyone in the venue looked at the woman who was slowly approaching.
The eldest daughter of Qianjiang and the governor, it is said that Miss Su's private vault is comparable to a treasury, even the governor cannot compare.
"She's so beautiful, with that face, that small waist... and the diamond on her head, it's just glittering," someone on the stage exclaimed in a low voice, with amazement in their voice.
"You're looking for death. Keep your eyes open and shut your mouth," someone hastily reminded, with a hint of nervousness in their voices.
"She's beautiful, rich, and her mother is powerful... I heard that the governor gave her a team of private guards. Tsk, she's really born into a good family," someone sighed enviously, with a tone full of jealousy.
"That's right, the two young marshals can't compare to the eldest lady in terms of popularity," someone added, with a hint of awe in his voice.
"That kid Jing An is really lucky."
"You guys are just jealous," someone joked with a smile.
Lu Feng wore a green shirt with plaid overalls and a red painter's hat, looking like a real young master.
He picked up the wine glass and looked at Shen Jingan on the stage with a sly smile, "Who else in Qianjiang is worthy of the eldest lady except Jingan?"
When the others saw that it was Master Lu's eldest son, Lu Feng, they laughed and said, "Of course, Jing An is talented and handsome, and he is the most promising one in Qianjiang."
Lu Feng was too lazy to respond to the flattery and instead walked towards a gentle woman who was as graceful as a girl from a water village in the south of the Yangtze River.
"Why, jealous?" he asked with a smile, a hint of teasing in his voice.
Wang Manrou, a petite girl in a pink cheongsam, laughed softly, with a dark and gloomy look in her eyes. "Which woman in Qianjiang doesn't envy Miss Su?" There was a hint of jealousy in her voice.
Lu Feng warned, "You are jealous, this is fate. You, don't think about Jing An, that woman is very petty."
"I'm just an orphan. I went to live with my aunt and have been staying in the Shen Mansion for two years. Mr. Lu, please don't talk nonsense," Wang Manrou said with a hint of grievance in her voice.
"Whether it's nonsense or not, we both know it in our hearts"
Lu Feng looked at the two people facing each other on the stage without caring, "What a perfect match"
Wang Manrou clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her palms, but she didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on her face, "You and Su Jinyu are childhood sweethearts, you..."
"Stop it," Lu Feng rolled his eyes at her, "Don't pair up with me like an old man, I still want to live a few more years."
It was time to knock. Lu Feng didn't want to say anything more to her and went to find his friends with a glass of wine.
As soon as the person left, Shen Jingyu walked to Wang Manrou's side and shook his head apologetically, "She didn't take the bait, so she asked me to ask my mother for help... I'm sorry, she would definitely come forward to help me in the past, I don't know what happened today"
Wang Manrou's eyes darkened, and then she smiled and said, "It's okay, the dinner is still long, there will always be a chance."
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