Chapter 139 Finale (Part 2)

Shang Yinghuai didn't even look up when he heard the voice.

But the other party didn't give it up and sat directly opposite him, with more obvious sarcasm.

"I'm talking about the surname Shang. That director didn't intend to give you a name at all. Why bother hanging yourself on a vine?"

"My sister likes you very much and doesn't mind that you have been with other women. Why don't you give it a try?"

Shang Yinghuai's eyes fell on him like ice in deep winter, and his slender fingers with distinct joints held a glass of red wine.

He was extremely disdainful.

"You want to send any kind of stuff to me? Even if I, Shang Yinghuai, follow her for the rest of my life without a name or status, I will never fall in love with anyone else."

Hong Zhiwei was annoyed and slammed the table.

"Who do you think you are? My sister likes you, it's your blessing!"

"Haha"

Shang Yinghuai didn't want to get involved with irrelevant people, so he took a sip of wine and got up to leave.

Hong Zhiwei gritted his teeth.

The other party's condescending disdain made him angry, and he chased after him.

"You don't know yet? The one in your family is planning a wedding, but unfortunately the groom is not you. You are just a male mistress."

Shang Yinghuai stopped his hand that was about to open the car door.

His eyes were like an ice knife, tracing over Hong Zhiwei inch by inch.

The other party shrank his neck and felt scared.

But he didn't lose face, he still acted arrogantly, puffed out his chest and walked past Shang Yinghuai with contempt.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

Hong Zhiwei was grabbed by the collar and slapped on the back of the car.

Just after he said a word, the force from the back of the collar transferred to his neck, and he felt suffocated quickly.

Facing Shang Yinghuai's murderous gaze, he felt terrified.

"What did you mean just now?"

Hong Zhiwei used both hands to pry open the hand on his neck that was strangling his fate, but he couldn't pry it open.

He pointed at him begging for mercy and signaled him to let go. Shang Yinghuai loosened his grip slightly and stared at him with a deathly gaze.

Getting some fresh air, Hong Zhiwei took out his mobile phone, called up a chat page, and clicked on the picture.

On it was a photo of Shi Zhaozhao and a handsome man trying on wedding dresses in a bridal shop.

The date was two weeks ago.

Shang Yinghuai's eyes suddenly turned red, and he gathered all his anger in his hands. Hong Zhiwei felt that he was about to die.

"What are you doing? Brother Huai, stop it! Someone is going to die!"

Wanqi Bai and others rushed over and quickly pulled them apart.

Hong Zhiwei, who got fresh air again, took a deep breath and cursed at Shang Yinghuai.

"You coward, you can't control your woman, so you take your anger out on others. No wonder she didn't marry you!"

Shang Yinghuai angrily stepped forward to strangle him to death.

Wanqi Bai quickly stopped him and yelled at Hong Zhiwei: "Are you looking for a beating? If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

Hong Zhiwei touched his neck.

Feeling a chill, he drove away cursing.

After he left, Shang Yinghuai was dragged into the car by several brothers to prevent others from watching the excitement.

"She's getting married, and the groom is not me."

Coincidentally, at this moment, the car speakers were turned on, and the same song was playing.

Shang Yinghuai went berserk on the spot, and the driver quickly turned it off.

"Ahem, Brother Huai, don't be so sad, and think about things from a positive perspective." Wanqi Bai comforted.

Not only were his words useless, they made the entire enclosed space even more sad.

Shang Yinghuai's eyes were dull and empty.

"If I hadn't mentioned it at the time, she wouldn't have left, and wouldn't have married someone else... In fact, that marriage doesn't have to happen."

"But even if she likes someone else, how can she..."

He had seen the person in the photo several times.

Zhao Zhao had bought things for him many times. On the surface, they didn't seem to have much in common, and Zhao Zhao even disliked that person.

But when he dug a little deeper, that person had nothing to do with it!

The brothers in the car looked at each other, and finally nodded and sighed.

"Actually, we know what's going on."

Wanqi Baihua hadn't finished speaking when he was stared at by his good brother.

He quickly finished all his words in one breath.

"Since you found out, we'll tell you the truth. My sister-in-law didn't marry anyone else."

"She bought a big island and has been decorating the wedding venue in recent months. We were all called over to help."

"That man, um, it's a complete misunderstanding. Your father-in-law and your mother-in-law have been having a fight recently, so your mother-in-law found a new handsome guy to annoy that Wan."

"That man, he does have some connection with my sister-in-law. He is the previous owner of the island."

The air in the car gradually relaxed and was not so tense.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Shang Yinghuai's face, which had been decadent and depressed, also returned to its former calmness.

"So... your sister-in-law wants to give me a surprise?"

"Is that so? How about I show you some pictures of the wedding scene decoration for fun?"

Seeing the character standees on the scene, Shang Yinghuai immediately turned into a cheerful boy with a smile on his face.

That night, Shi Zhaozhao learned about the situation here and took the person over helplessly.

By the way, he showed a wave of financial crushing to Hong Zhiwei's family.

"Do you like it?" Shi Zhaozhao was leaning against the windowsill.

This is the tallest attic on the island, and you can see the lights of the entire island, all of which are heart-shaped.

Every decoration is full of luxury and romance.

Shang Yinghuai just took a look, then retracted his gaze and fell on Shi Zhaozhao, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"I thought you were angry."

Ignoring him for so many days.

Shi Zhaozhao crossed her arms and poked his strong arm.

"I am indeed angry. It is very rude to urge you to get married, understand?"

During those days, her lost memory was restored.

She was not happy with Shang Yinghuai's concealment and urging behavior, and planned to give him a lesson.

"Besides, don't you have a positioning watch?"

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Shi Zhaozhao and Shang Yinghuai's wedding was grand, live broadcast and full of sweet moments.

Those who were taken to the island were all well-known figures.

It is said that Shang Yinghuai smiled like a fool that day, and even when others toasted him, his eyes did not move away from the bride.

Night fell, and the carnival on the island was not over yet.

In the new house filled with flowers, Shang Yinghuai carried Shi Zhaozhao, who was wearing a wedding dress, to the bed. The tenderness in his eyes has never changed through the centuries.

"Zhao Zhao, I..."

Shi Zhao Zhao put her legs against his chest and put some distance between them.

"Not tonight."

Shang Yinghuai took a deep breath, held her ankles and pulled them down. He

pulled her in front of him.

"Okay," he buried his head in the other's neck, "I'll listen to you. But... tonight is the wedding night, in ancient times, there should be candles in the bridal chamber."

He agreed, but said the rest of the words in a wronged and euphemistic way.

He looked at her with a pair of "pleading" eyes.

Shi Zhao Zhao:...

"Ahem, there is a document in the bedside table, take it out."

"Oh."

Shang Yinghuai complained and went to get something.

At first, he didn't care, his eyes accidentally fell on the words on the cover "Pregnancy Test Report", and he flipped through a few pages.

He looked at Shi Zhao Zhao in surprise and joy, and hurried over.

Carefully squatting beside the bed, holding her hand, he asked, "Are you pregnant?"

Shi Zhaozhao gently kicked his knee with her calf, blushed shyly, and nodded slowly.

"Yeah. Three months."

Shang Yinghuai grabbed his hair and shouted subconsciously.

"I'm going to be a father! Shi Zhao and I have a child!"

The voice passed through the living room, from the radio to every corner of the island, even the newly emerged grass could hear their happiness.

50 years later.

Shi Zhaozhao and Shang Yinghuai had children and grandchildren, and on a warm afternoon, they both passed away.

Their lives ended, there was no next life, no reincarnation.

But it started again in another form.

Shi Zhaozhao, in the state of a soul, sat on a branch, wearing a red dress and looking bright and beautiful, just like her when she was young.

"Ah Huai, do you regret it?"

Shang Yinghuai floated to her side, his eyes were tender and unchanging.

"No regrets."

(End of the text)