Xie Jing glanced at the audience, then at Zhou Jiyun across from her. "Fate is truly amazing. We weren't a campus romance, nor were we each other's first loves, nor did we exist in each other's youth. We're like two parallel lines, each leading their own life, never intersecting."
"Our meeting is the most important, resolute and responsible decision we have made as adults, shedding the innocence and impulsiveness of childhood."
"If you remain honest with me, I will always stand by your side. No matter how many storms we face, I will walk side by side with you and try not to be the first to let go."
"In wind and rain, you are always with me."
Xie Jing's expression was very fluent, without any colloquialisms or pauses in between. It was obvious that she had organized her language before speaking.
The way she expressed it now seemed as if it had been prepared in advance, and no one would have thought that these were words she came up with on the spot.
After hearing Xie Jing's words, Zhou Jiyun's eyes lit up: "Really? As long as I remain honest and sincere, you will always firmly choose me?"
Xie Jing nodded slightly: "Of course it's true."
Zhou Jiyun smiled. He could no longer hold back and slightly arched his back to embrace Xie Jing in his arms. He even rubbed his cheek against Xie Jing's bun. "I will always be consistent. Jingjing, you promised me that no matter what happens in the future, you will always firmly believe in me and choose me."
Suddenly bumping into Zhou Jiyun's arms, Xie Jing was also helpless. Listening to Zhou Jiyun's rapidly beating heartbeat, Xie Jing could only pat Zhou Jiyun on the back: "Yes, my promise will count. Everyone is watching. Let me go first."
Zhou Jiyun was reluctant to let go of Xie Jing. He finally got the chance to hug her openly, but then the people below started making a fuss. Why?
But considering that Xie Jing was thin-skinned, he really couldn't be too reckless. After all, he was holding a marriage arrangement script. Even if he wanted to get married first and then fall in love, he couldn't get straight to the point.
Now that they could hold hands and hug, not to mention Xie Jing's clear attitude just now, he was already very satisfied. Reluctantly letting go of Xie Jing, Zhou Jiyun returned the microphone to the emcee, and the emcee continued with the next step.
But now no one has time to listen, everyone is active in their own social circles.
After all, Zhou Jiyun had just refuted the rumor in person, out of concern that his wife might misunderstand him. Wasn't such news worth spreading? Even the CEOs were glued to their phones, so how could they have the energy to joke?
At the main table, Mr. Zhou praised loudly, "Jiyun's literary talent is truly lacking. Look at how well Jingjing speaks. How is she like Jiyun? Her entire speech is filled with plain language!"
Liu Limin was more flexible and, despite being furious, she still had to agree with the old man: "Jingjing studied songwriting and has loved reading and writing since she was a child. If you let Jingjing go into business, she will definitely not be as good as Jiyun."
"And Jiyun seems more sincere this way. Sincerity is the most touching thing. Grandpa, don't you agree?"
Mr. Zhou was in a very good mood. "You're right, but girls are more likable. Jiyun and Jingjing complement each other really well. Jingjing is very talented."
"It's just a little talent. I don't dare to call myself a great talent." Xie Xuerong also smiled. Although he hoped that Zhou Jiyun would favor Xie Wuyou, the current result was not bad. After all, Xie Jing was his daughter, and he was still Zhou Jiyun's pillar.
Just thinking about Xie Wuyou, Xie Xuerong's expression was not quite right. Now Xie Wuyou had so many romantic affairs outside, and he would have to find a way to settle them later...
It's really not reassuring at all.
After finally getting off the stage, Xie Jing was able to catch her breath. But the next second, she was toasting with Zhou Jiyun non-stop. Although most of the drinks were blocked by Zhou Jiyun's groomsmen, Xie Jing inevitably drank two glasses of red wine.
By the time the wedding banquet was over, Xie Jing's neck and ears were flushed pink, and her eyes were so moist that they seemed to contain two pools of autumn water. It was obvious that she was drunk.
Zhou Jiyun was fine, he had a few drinks at noon, but he still had his wits about him. Seeing Xie Jing like this, he just hugged Xie Jing's waist tightly and asked, "Can you still walk?"
Xie Jing paused for two seconds: "Yes."
"It seems that we can't leave now," Zhou Jiyun chuckled twice: "I'll take you back to your room? This time I'll tell you in advance."
Xie Jing blinked for a long time before saying, "Okay, I'm not angry."
"I know you're not angry," Zhou Jiyun held Xie Jing steadily in his arms. "Grandpa, father-in-law and mother-in-law, Jingjing drank a little. I'll take her back to her room to rest."
The old man was most happy to see the two of them getting along well: "Okay, okay, take good care of Jingjing. Leave your parents-in-law to me."
Zhou Jiyun nodded to the old man and strode out of the banquet hall with Xie Jing in his arms. Because of the alcohol, Xie Jing was particularly relaxed and well-behaved in his arms, unlike the tense state she had been in the morning.
In the presidential suite on the top floor, Xie Jing struggled to jump out of Zhou Jiyun's arms and looked at him warily: "I want to take a shower."
Although she had drunk two cups and her mind was a little fuzzy, her brain had not completely lost itself. Now she needed to remove her makeup, take a shower and change clothes. Would it be inappropriate for Zhou Jiyun to stay with her any longer?
Seeing Xie Jing trying to avoid suspicion, Zhou Jiyun started to have mischievous thoughts: "We're married, you're my wife, it's only natural for us to stay in the same room. It's strange that you're still avoiding suspicion now, isn't it?"
Xie Jing felt a little dizzy, but she quickly came to her senses: "It's just a wedding, we haven't... we haven't gotten the marriage certificate yet..."
They had agreed to get the marriage certificate after the wedding, and Xie Jing didn't forget this.
Zhou Jiyun laughed: "I'm just kidding, am I that kind of frivolous person? I'm washing up in the next suite, and Aunt Yun has put my clothes in the closet. When you finish your shower, remember to blow dry your hair."
Xie Jing's ears twitched: "Aunt Yun?"
"Well, Aunt Yun is the aunt of the old house. She used to take care of me. When we move to the city, do you think you should bring Aunt Yun over?"
Xie Jing was seriously pondering it, but Zhou Jiyun hid the smile on his lips and said, "Take your time to think about it. I'm going to go wash up next door first."
Well, he really wanted to stay in the room, but Xie Jing was alert and uneasy at the moment, so he had to take it slow. After all, Xie Jing was his wife now, and they had plenty of time to cultivate their relationship.
After Zhou Jiyun pushed the door open, Xie Jing discovered that there was a small door in the room. She initially thought it was a decorative painting. Patting her cheeks, trying to sober herself up, Xie Jing casually opened the wardrobe at the entrance.
Hanging in the closet were a red toast dress and a light blue home dress, with bath towels and hand towels neatly arranged underneath. Looking at the colors again, they were all her favorite light colors.
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