After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

After the wedding ceremony, guests came to the Leng family's special banquet hall one after another.

Accompanied by the sound of melodious music, the banquet officially began.

The famous pianist sat in front of the piano and played music for everyone, while the people below tasted fine wine and enjoyed delicious food.

Leng Xiaochen and Su Qianman changed into toast outfits and started toasting.

Mo Beiting and Fang Tingting stood behind them.

When he saw Leng Xiaochen and Su Qianman walking slowly hand in hand, Grandpa Leng smiled particularly happily, all the wrinkles on his face smoothed out, and he said with a smile: "Manman, I'm really happy to see that you and Xiaochen are officially married."

"Xiaochen, Manman, uncle and aunt wish you a happy marriage and everlasting love." Seeing this, Leng Yaxin's parents smiled, picked up their wine glasses and stood up.

The other elders also stood up, their faces filled with blessing smiles: "I wish you a happy wedding and a long and lasting marriage."

"Thank you, thank you everyone." Su Qianman said with a sweet smile and a slight nod.

Leng Xiaochen nodded: "We will."

Then everyone clinked their glasses lightly and took a sip of the wine.

Keep walking forward.

Ning Zhiqian, who had an elegant temperament, wore gold-rimmed glasses and a well-tailored black suit, and was sitting there in a gentle and decent manner.

"Senior brother."

Fang Tingting saw it first and screamed.

Chu Wenyao and Shen Qingfeng, who were sitting at the same table, turned their heads to look at the same time when they heard this.

When they sat down at the table just now, they noticed the man named Ning Zhiqian, but they didn't know who he was.

When Leng Xiaochen saw Ning Zhiqian, his expression immediately became colder and his brows furrowed slightly.

Chu Wenyao looked at Ning Zhiqian, curled his lips, and showed disdain.

This man is quite handsome, but not necessarily more handsome than him.

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Mo Beiting glanced at her indifferently, then glanced at Fang Tingting.

Su Qianman glanced at Leng Xiaochen, then smiled and walked towards Ning Zhiqian: "Senior Brother."

Ning Zhiqian stood up, glanced at Su Qianman and Leng Xiaochen, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he reached out from his suit pocket and took out a big red envelope and handed it over: "Congratulations, happy wedding."

Su Qianman lowered her head and looked at the red envelope but did not take it.

She subconsciously turned around and looked at the cold and handsome man.

Leng Xiaochen strode over with his long legs.

Su Qianman saw him coming and her heart beat faster for some reason.

She had not forgotten the punch he gave Ning Zhiqian last time.

"Thank you." Leng Xiaochen walked over and took the red envelope from Ning Zhiqian. His face still had that cold and arrogant expression, and he just simply said thank you.

Although his attitude was not very good, Su Qianman secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him accept the red envelope.

"You're welcome." Ning Zhiqian held his eye sockets and smiled gently and politely.

Leng Xiaochen didn't say anything else. He directly handed the red envelope to Su Qianman and signaled her to keep it with his eyes.

"Tingting, you look so beautiful in your bridesmaid dress today." Ning Zhiqian greeted Fang Tingting with a smile.

"Thank you." Fang Tingting smiled and said happily when she heard the compliment.

At the same time, Chu Wenyao, Shen Qingfeng and Mo Beiting all looked at Ning Zhiqian with different expressions.

Especially Chu Wenyao.

His face was full of dissatisfaction and he glanced at Ning Zhiqian sideways.

How could this man have such a good relationship with these two beauties?

If you look closely, it's pretty average.

Still nearsighted.

Humph.

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"I wish you happiness." Ning Zhiqian raised his glass towards Leng Xiaochen and Su Qianman.

Leng Xiaochen narrowed his eyes slightly and put his arm around Su Qianman's waist: "Thank you."

"Happy wedding, and may you be happy forever."

"I wish you a long and happy life together."

Chu Wenyao and the others quickly calmed down, raised their glasses and gave their blessings.

Leng Xiaochen and Su Qianman raised their glasses together and toasted with everyone.

The banquet lasted for a very long time.

"Manman, let's go back to the room." Leng Xiaochen walked over, swaying slightly, and stretched out his hand to hold Su Qianman's slender wrist.

Mrs. Leng was very worried when she saw her son's appearance, and quickly sent two servants to follow him.

Sure enough, when they were halfway there, Leng Xiaochen seemed to have no strength left and was almost hanging limply on Su Qianman's body.

Seeing this, the servants behind him hurried forward, each holding one of Leng Xiaochen's arms.

"No...no..." Leng Xiaochen hummed incoherently, frowning, resisting the servant's support, shaking his head continuously: "Let me go...let me go..."

Seeing his resistance, Su Qianman said helplessly: "Let go first, I will support him."

What a joke! Who drinks like this on their wedding night?

However, he didn't seem to drink much, so how could he be so drunk?

It was fine just now.

This wine has such a strong aftereffect?

Su Qianman gritted her teeth, and struggled to support him with her shoulders, moving step by step, and soon arrived at a large bedroom in the main house.

This large bedroom has always been where Leng Xiaochen lived. Although he moved out, this place has always been kept for him. Now it is also the wedding room for her and Leng Xiaochen.

It was redecorated before the wedding and it was decorated very beautifully, making the whole room look luxurious and tidy.

As soon as she entered the door, Su Qianman waved to the two servants and said softly, "You go out first."

Su Qianman was just about to help the man to the bed.

Who knows, the next second.

The man's handsome face came up to her without warning, and with a hot breath, he kissed her directly on the lips.

Su Qianman was completely stunned, her eyes wide open.

What's wrong with this guy? Isn't he drunk?

Why now...

Su Qianman was kissed so hard that she could hardly breathe, and the man finally let her go.

Both of them were breathing heavily.

Looking at the man's scorching and oppressive eyes, Su Qianman managed to steady her breathing and asked doubtfully, "Xiaochen, were you...pretending to be drunk just now?"

The man did not respond, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Then he exerted force, picked up the woman horizontally, and strode towards the big bed.

Su Qianman subconsciously put her hands around the man's neck, looking at his excited handsome face, and she had already guessed what was going to happen next.

There was no fear in her heart. Instead, she pressed against the man's chest with anticipation.

After putting the woman on the bed, Leng Xiaochen first walked quickly to the window to draw the curtains.

The floor-to-ceiling windows face the lawn, so it's inevitable that there are some guests there.

The man walked over, grabbed the curtain tightly with one hand, and pulled hard, and the curtain closed instantly.

Turning around, he walked towards the big bed and skillfully took off his suit jacket.

Then he unbuttoned his shirt one by one and threw it aside.

Su Qianman looked at the man after he took off his shirt, and saw his muscular upper body, strong chest, and distinct abdominal muscles. She suddenly became afraid.

She was half lying on the bed and subconsciously shrank back.

When the man came over, perhaps sensing the woman's fear, he stretched out a hand and gently touched her little face.

His beautiful porcelain-white fingers brushed across the woman's cheek again and again, gently, until she calmed down completely.

This time he was gentler than ever.