Chapter 177: Breaking Free
Zhang Zhaodi said to Su Yaoguang beside her, “When you two formally have the wedding, we’ll make the display even grander and absolutely outshine them.”
Su Yaoguang and Zhou Wangshu exchanged a glance.
Both felt a bit guilty.
Everyone thought they were a couple, but only they themselves knew about the agreement from back then. They probably wouldn’t even make it to that day, because she had no intention of spending her life with a man.
She had endured everything she was supposed to in her previous life. Marriage brought nothing but a mess on the ground and held no meaning. If she continued getting along with Zhou Wangshu as brother and sister, she could at least gain one more relative to visit.
“If we really can’t put it off by then, I’ll go through the wedding banquet with you to settle her concern.” Zhou Wangshu said.
“You think that’ll be the end of it? After the wedding banquet comes consummation, and after consummation comes pressure to have a child. With my mom’s temperament, she’ll probably keep watching us until we’re having children to be satisfied.”
“…” Zhou Wangshu said awkwardly, “By then we’ll find an excuse to go out and play for a year or so, then find someone else to adopt a child and say it’s ours. Mom won’t go verify it, will she?”
Su Yaoguang touched her nose tip and nodded thoughtfully, “Makes sense.”
Sure enough, his brain worked better.
In any case, the boat would naturally straighten when it reached the bridge.
The opposite side was lively, and Peach Blossom Workshop wasn’t about to be outdone. They immediately closed shop and went to the restaurant to eat.
Late at night, Xiao Yanci finally shook off those classmates urging him to drink and staggered into the bridal chamber.
He pushed open the door, used the wedding rod to lift the veil, and looked at Jiang Yihuan sitting there shyly.
“Huan’er…” Xiao Yanci sighed emotionally, “It really wasn’t easy to marry you!”
Two lifetimes, past and present—this was truly welcoming her through the door. From now on, she was his rightful Madam Xiao, and the children they had would have status too, no longer suffering the grievances from the previous life.
Though his heart still felt a bit empty somehow, and even he didn’t know where that emptiness came from. In any case, the regrets from past and present lives were finally fulfilled.
“Xiao Gege, I’ve finally married you. From now on, I’m yours, so you have to cherish me well and not bully me anymore.” Jiang Yihuan looked at him full of affection.
“Silly girl, I can’t even cherish you enough—how could I bully you?” Xiao Yanci touched her cheek and suddenly grinned wickedly, “No, I will bully you, and make you cry.”
“Xiao Gege, you’re a scholar after all—how can you be so romantic? So embarrassing.”
Xiao Yanci looked at Jiang Yihuan, more delicate than flowers, and felt an itch in his heart.
Actually, after gaining memories of his previous life, he’d been a bit restless—after all, Jiang Yihuan in the previous life had been very good at serving him, and he was infatuated with her body.
Without those previous life memories, he would still be that gentle and courteous Xiao Gege. But once he had the memories, his mind was full of romantic scenes with her, and his desire grew stronger.
Now it was good—they had the wedding, and from now on he could righteously vent his fire.
On the street, Zhou Wangshu was carrying Su Yaoguang on his back as he walked.
Su Yaoguang had drunk a lot of wine today and gotten herself drunk.
Zhang Zhaodi and the others had gone to the night market, leaving Su Yaoguang in Zhou Wangshu’s care. With him carrying her on his back, she wouldn’t behave, touching his ears one moment and his nose the next.
Zhou Wangshu set her down and directly scooped her up by the waist: “If you keep moving around, I’ll throw you down.”
Su Yaoguang wrapped her arms around Zhou Wangshu’s neck and bit his ear.
“Ah…” Zhou Wangshu shouted, “Su Yaoguang, you’re not allowed to drink anymore from now on.”
Last time she even said his tolerance was poor—he really wanted to shake her awake and let her see who actually had poor tolerance.
Su Yaoguang smacked her lips and said, “No flavor, not tasty.”
“You’re acting weird today—what’s really going on?” Zhou Wangshu said.
Su Yaoguang hugged his neck and burst into loud sobs: “He got married! Waa…”
Zhou Wangshu frowned: “He’s married, and you’re sad?”
Hadn’t she said before that she really hated him and never wanted to see him? Was it all an act?
“He’s married!” Su Yaoguang spread her arms and shouted loudly.
Zhou Wangshu stopped, covered her mouth: “It’s so late—don’t disturb the neighbors, or someone might pour stinky foot-washing water on you.”
“Wangshu, I’ll secretly tell you a secret.” Su Yaoguang whispered in his ear.
“Mm, go ahead!” Zhou Wangshu coaxed.
“Actually…I really, really, really hate Xiao Ci.” Su Yaoguang said loudly.
Zhou Wangshu: “…”
“He’s married—I’m so happy. It means he and I have no relationship, and I’ll have a different life this time.”
Zhou Wangshu covered her mouth: “Alright, I get it—stop shouting.”
Su Yaoguang wanted to say more, but Zhou Wangshu kept his hand over her mouth. In a fit of anger, she bit his finger. He let go in pain from the bite, and she took the chance to bite Zhou Wangshu…
on the neck.
“Hiss…” Zhou Wangshu endured the pain and pushed her head away. “Su Yaoguang, if I ever let you drink again, I’ll be a dog.”
Su Yaoguang was pushed, landing on her butt on the ground.
She looked up at Zhou Wangshu with teary eyes.
“You’re bullying me.”
Zhou Wangshu touched the spot she bit, stinging with pain—it was clear how hard she had bitten.
He pulled her up and directly hoisted her over his shoulder, quickly heading toward Peach Blossom Workshop.
For the sake of his life, better get her to bed quick. As for her crazy drunken talk, true or false, he couldn’t argue too much with a drunkard anyway.
She seemed to have said something important just now—what was it?
Zhou Wangshu was only focused on whether she’d vomit or fall off, and didn’t pay attention to what she actually said. That strange remark flashed by with no time to ponder.
“Wangshu…” Su Yaoguang patted Zhou Wangshu’s shoulder. “Xiao Ci got married today, right?”
Zhou Wangshu frowned: “You said you had no feelings for him—why are you dwelling on this?”
“No, I just think since he got married, we haven’t sent gifts yet!” Su Yaoguang said. “A wedding is a happy event—we should set off firecrackers to celebrate.”
“What gift do you want to send?” Zhou Wangshu’s tone was dangerous.
“Come here—I’ll secretly tell you. This gift is important; no one else can hear.” Su Yaoguang beckoned him.
Zhou Wangshu snorted coldly and leaned in to listen.
To prevent her from biting his ear again, he held his ear in his hand.
Su Yaoguang muttered a few words in his ear.
Zhou Wangshu listened and made a strange expression: “You really want to send such a big gift to him?”
Su Yaoguang nodded: “Of course. We’re neighbors on the street, and from the same village before—our relationship is so close; how could we not send a gift?”
Zhou Wangshu twitched the corner of his mouth: “Fine, since you’re so enthusiastic, I’ll handle it for you. Hope this newlywed couple likes it.”
