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On the day of the wedding, the sun shone brightly in a clear blue sky. Su Xing was getting married at the old house of Su Bokan and He Xiaoqing. Last night, Shen Jingyu reluctantly stayed until eleven o'clock before leaving her at her in-laws' home, worried about her well-being.
She had thought that at the very least, they would stay at Xing Yu Mansion for the wedding, but to her surprise, Su Xing insisted on returning to the small room where she had lived since childhood. Fortunately, that little house had a modest courtyard, and since Su Bokan and He Xiaoqing had moved in, it had been tidied up nicely.
That evening, Su Xing chatted with her mother for a long time. Even her mother, who pretended to sip tea quietly, discreetly wiped her eyes several times. After tonight, tomorrow she would belong to the Shen family, but this place would always be her maternal home!
“If that old man Shen Huai Ming dares to mistreat my daughter, you come tell your father! Just watch me deal with him!”
Su Xing felt helpless: “He’s not a meddlesome person. He doesn’t care about our lives; he’s already moved into the villa upstairs to live with Grandpa and Grandma. He won’t disturb us, let alone annoy me!”
However, she was more concerned about them. “I still have a villa over in Haizhu District; that was prepared for you. Why don’t you just move there?”
Su Xing had researched financial freedom and wasn’t short on money, but unfortunately, she had a particularly nostalgic and stubborn mother. She could only follow their wishes while still worrying.
“Stop it! You’ve already arranged for a nanny to come over. If we move to such a big place, you’ll have to arrange for us a butler and servants too! I can’t handle that!”
He Xiaoqing preferred enjoying their current situation; what mattered most was the people in the home, not the vastness of space!
Su Bokan resonated with He Xiaoqing’s thoughts; he naturally felt the same way: “There are memories here I don’t want to give up. This old house has everything nearby; living here is more convenient.”
Su Xing had persuaded them multiple times. Since it was futile, she could only acquiesce. After chatting for a long time—so long that He Xiaoqing seemed ready to lose her patience—Su Xing finally lay down on her small bed.
She was indeed a little excited; it felt as if she had been waiting for this day in her heart for a long time. When your dreams are finally about to come true, there is always a period of inner turmoil before that dream is realized.
Naturally, she also wondered if there might be any unforeseen issues with this outcome; her heart was beating anxiously.
At one o'clock in the morning, Shen Jingyu sent a message: “Are you asleep yet, my wife?”
“Not yet! Not yet!” Su Xing replied eagerly and excitedly as if she had been waiting for Shen Jingyu to message her.
Shen Jingyu smiled slightly at his phone and immediately initiated a video call. “Why aren’t you asleep so late? Aren’t you afraid of dark circles tomorrow? If you’re not tired, what about our little baby?”
Su Xing pouted, "I don't know if you're tired, but I really don't want to sleep! It feels like we haven't been apart for a long time, and suddenly being here makes it hard for me to fall asleep. I talked with my mom tonight, and she mentioned how I was smitten the first time I met you. Ever since then, I've started to care more about my appearance, and that's when I began thinking about making money."
Shen Jingyu replied, "It's not that I don't want to reminisce, but back then, I was in a pretty rough place. There's really nothing interesting to share, so I can only change the subject."
"Once tomorrow comes and you arrive, we won't have to be apart anymore," Shen Jingyu said, filled with anticipation.
Su Xing smiled, "So should I conserve my energy tonight? But I can't sleep; what should I do?"
Shen Jingyu's cheeks flushed slightly. It seemed he had just finished chatting with his friends and had been drinking, which explained his current state. Su Xing couldn't help but tease him.
"Why don't you sing me a song? Lull me to sleep," Su Xing suggested playfully, something she had never asked for before.
Back then, Su Xing had been the karaoke queen at the bar, performing regularly. However, after meeting Shen Jingyu, she learned that he didn't like her showcasing her talents too much in front of others. So now, she only performed among a few close friends.
Since it was decided that Su Xing would be married from her own home today, her friends had gathered outside to drink and chat while she couldn't join them due to her pregnancy.
She hadn't expected to be restless when she should have been resting!
Shen Jingyu glanced at the time and felt the effects of the alcohol mixed with his excitement about their upcoming wedding. To Su Xing's surprise, he actually began to sing.
His captivating lyrics flowed smoothly with a melodious tone that resonated from his rich voice. Su Xing found herself completely entranced.
"I think I'm even more awake now," she thought as her desire to embrace him surged uncontrollably.
At that moment, Shen Jingyu felt his throat tighten and warmth spread through his abdomen. It was as if invisible hands were caressing him; he was undeniably stirred!
"Should I come see you now?" Shen Jingyu made a move as if he were about to get up.
Su Xing quickly laughed and stopped him, "Don't you dare! Everyone's asleep, and tomorrow isn't far away! We both need to rest well!"
"See you tomorrow, my soon-to-be groom," Su Xing teased dangerously.
Shen Jingyu's eyes darkened. "You better be ready for what's coming tomorrow! I've already asked my aunt about your health; there won't be any issues in the bridal chamber!"
"Uh... goodnight!" Su Xing hurriedly said as she felt the urge to hang up. If they continued this conversation any longer, it would become unbearable for both of them!
The result of their excitement led to an early morning knock on the door at four-thirty. Su Xing was completely oblivious.
Mu Beiyao and a few others arrived even earlier than the makeup artist and pulled her out of bed.
"How could you possibly sleep in on a day like this? Get up and see your gifts! Your dowry has already been delivered!"
In our family tradition, on the wedding day, close relatives who have a good relationship come to contribute to the dowry. Mu Beiyao was especially generous, preparing a set of antique jewelry that is priceless and hard to find; I have no idea when he started collecting it.
Su Xing, with his disheveled hair and squinting eyes, gazed at the fragrant wooden box, inside which sparkled a radiant crown!
His eyes gradually widened. "What is this? Where did you get it? Shouldn't this be part of your dowry, to be passed down through generations?"
It was clear that he could instantly recognize the value of the item! The exquisite craftsmanship and timeless brilliance spoke volumes; this was a treasure amassed over time. Who among us would keep it differently? Who allowed me to treasure you for so many years? Such a good thing, I would willingly give it to you!
"But speaking of which, if what you’re carrying is a son, then when I have a daughter in the future, let him come to propose for me!"
Su Xing chuckled, "So you still want to go through with it?"
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