The fake daughter's husband is reborn

Xie Jing glanced at the audience, then looked at Zhou Jiyun across from her: "Fate is really amazing. We are not a campus romance, nor are we each other's first love, and we have never existed in each other's youth. We are like two parallel lines, living our own lives but never intersecting."

"Our meeting is the most important, firm and responsible decision we have made as adults, after shedding the innocence and impulsiveness of youth."

"If you remain honest with me, I will always stand by your side. No matter how many storms we face in the future, I will walk side by side with you and try not to be the first one to let go."

"In wind and rain, I have you by my side all the way."

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 had just thought of.

After hearing what Xie Jing said, Zhou Jiyun's eyes lit up: "Really? As long as I remain honest, 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 hair. "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 crashing 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 dealing with a marriage arrangement script, and even if he wanted to get married first and fall in love later, he couldn't just get straight to the point.

Now that they can hold hands and hug, and Xie Jing's attitude just now is so clear, he is already very satisfied. Reluctantly letting go of Xie Jing, Zhou Jiyun returned the microphone to the emcee, and the emcee continued with the next process.

But now no one has time to listen, as everyone is active in their own social circles.

After all, Zhou Jiyun had just refuted the rumor in person, out of fear that his wife might misunderstand him. Wasn't such news worth spreading? Even the CEOs were staring down at their phones, so how could they have the heart to joke?

At the main table, Mr. Zhou praised loudly: "Jiyun is really not good at writing. Look at how well Jingjing speaks. How is she like Jiyun? She speaks plain words all the time!"

Liu Limin was more flexible. Although she was extremely angry, she still had to agree with the old man: "Jingjing is studying 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, and sincerity is the most touching thing. Grandpa, don't you think so?"

Mr. Zhou was in a very good mood: "You are right, but girls are more likable. Jiyun and Jingjing complement each other very well. Jingjing is very talented."

"It's just a small talent. I don't deserve to be called a great talent." Xie Xuerong also smiled. Although he hoped that Zhou Jiyun would favor Xie Wuyou, this result was not bad. After all, Xie Jing was still his daughter, and he was still Zhou Jiyun's pillar.

Just thinking of Xie Wuyou, Xie Xuerong's expression was not quite right. Now Xie Wuyou had so many romantic affairs outside, he would have to find a way to settle them later...

It's really not reassuring at all.

After finally coming down from the stage, Xie Jing was able to take a breath. But the next second, she was toasting with Zhou Jiyun. 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 moist as if they contained 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 sanity. 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? I'll tell you in advance this time."

Xie Jing blinked for a long time before saying, "Okay, I'm not angry."

"I know you're not angry," Zhou Jiyun picked up Xie Jing steadily, "Grandpa, father-in-law and mother-in-law, Jingjing drank some wine, I took her back to the room to rest."

The old man was most happy to see the two of them getting along well: "Okay, okay, you take good care of Jingjing. Leave your father-in-law and mother-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 wine, Xie Jing was very relaxed and well-behaved lying in his arms, unlike in the morning when she was tense the whole time.

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 was not completely out of control. Now she needed to remove her makeup, take a shower and change clothes. Was it inappropriate for Zhou Jiyun to stay with her any longer?

Seeing Xie Jing trying to avoid suspicion, Zhou Jiyun had a naughty thought: "We are married, you are my wife, it is natural for us to stay in the same room, it is strange to avoid suspicion now, right?"

Xie Jing felt a little dizzy, but she quickly came to her senses: "It's just a wedding, we haven't... got 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 the kind of frivolous person? I'm washing up in the next suite, Aunt Yun puts the clothes in the closet, remember to blow dry your hair after you take a shower."

Xie Jing's ears twitched: "Aunt Yun?"

"Well, Aunt Yun is the aunt of the old house. She has always taken care of me. When we move to the city, do you think you should bring Aunt Yun over?"

Xie Jing was still thinking about it seriously, Zhou Jiyun hid the smile on his lips: "Think about it slowly, I'll go to the next room to wash up 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. Anyway, 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 and trying to wake herself up, Xie Jing opened the wardrobe at the entrance.

There was a red toast dress and a light blue home dress hanging in the closet, with bath towels and towels neatly placed underneath. Looking at the colors again, they were all light colors that she liked.