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Seeing this, the rest of the reporters didn't dare to ask any more questions. They were afraid they would pull out their teeth. They congratulated them with high-sounding congratulations, put away their cameras, and left one after another.

Afterwards, the wedding banquet officially began, and Jian Zhi and Shi Qingyu went to change into the dresses they wore for the toast.

Entering the banquet, pushing glasses and changing glasses, all I received were blessings, but Shi Qingyu kept a cold face.

But these are not important. Not many people really came to congratulate. Most of the people who came to this kind of large-scale wedding were well-known figures in the political and business circles. There are many entertainers.

Therefore, this is still a feast of exchanges. Whether they can make friends depends entirely on their own abilities, and the people who make friends are all powerful people from all walks of life.

What made the guests even more strange was that Shi Qingyu's family did not attend, but since Jian's family didn't care, there was nothing to say.

It was late at night when the wedding banquet was over, and there was a masquerade after the original plan.

But when she saw that there was already tiredness between Qingyu's brows, Jian Zhi rubbed the aching sun xué, and after speaking with the wedding planner, she called the driver, and the two went back to the wedding room.

The wedding room is a small three-storey villa, which was decorated by Tao Zhen and her friends. The four walls of the living room are full of beautifully embroidered wedding photos, and the ancient style of the Republic of China and the European and American styles are still present.

The only thing that was missing was the deep-rooted feeling that Jian Zhi always felt that it was always her performance alone.

The main color of the bedroom is bright red, which Jane Zhi dislikes the most, probably because of the newlyweds, she actually thinks that bright red is also very coquettish and beautiful.

Especially Qingyu's white evening dress when she put it on.

Jian Zhi suppressed her drunkenness, and sat quietly on the bed, like an idiot, while watching, she gently removed her makeup in front of the dressing table.

Shi Qingyu's every move made her want to worship, but Shi Qingyu seemed to regard her as air, and never looked directly at her.

Just when the still and moving two were at a stalemate, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Jian Zhi went to open the door. It was her mother Zhang Jianuo and Fa Xiao Tao Zhen.

Zhang Jianuo stuffed the hangover soup in front of Jian Zhi, looked into the room twice, and said, "This is for Qingyu to hangover."

Tao Zhen winked at the side, leaned on Zhang Jianuo, and said gloatingly, "Aunt Nuo is a typical example of forgetting her daughter when she has a daughter-in-law. Jian Zhi, your days are coming to an end."

Jian Zhi didn't speak, and was about to enter the house after taking the soup, and heard her mother say righteously: "Everyone is exhausted today, you are not allowed to bully others and whisper."

Jian Zhi: "..." It's not certain who is bullying whom.

She put the hangover soup on the table beside Shi Qingyu, took out a small bowl, and said, "Mr. Shi, this is the hangover soup sent by my mother. You drink it before going to sleep, or you may have a headache tomorrow."

Shi Qingyu did not speak, and Jian Zhi was not annoyed.

He sat back on the bed again.

Hearing slight movements outside, she frowned, walked over and opened the door unexpectedly, and saw her mother and Tao Zhen lying on the door, and her brother, Mr. Jian Zhuoxi, beside her.

"..." Jian Zhi folded her arms so that she could look at them leisurely.

"Happy newlyweds, my brother is here to give blessings. Here, this is a good thing." Jian Zhuoxi gave something, and took a step first, without delaying at all.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm sending blessings with Brother Xi." Tao Zhen followed closely behind.

"Remember not to bully people, I'm here to take them away." Zhang Jianuo said and left.

Jian Zhi: "..."

The three of them sent their so-called blessings together and then left. Jian Zhi watched them go away before closing the door. At this time, Shi Qingyu had already removed her makeup and turned to go to the bathroom.

Jian Zhi took the opportunity to open the "good thing" and glanced at it, then stuffed it into the bedside cabinet with a calm expression, and then lay down on the bed, with Shi Qingyu in her mind.

The sound of running water in the bathroom didn't stop until Jian Zhi gradually became drunk, her mind was fuzzy, and she almost fell asleep on the bed.

While she was half asleep and half awake, she vaguely saw Shi Qingyu's face in front of her eyes, and there was a kind of tenderness in those eyes looking at her that had never been seen before.

She lost her sense of proportion for a moment, and lowered her head drunkenly, wanting to kiss those plump red lips and taste the tempting sweetness...

"Crack!" The crisp applause sounded in the wedding room, shaking Zhang Jianuo and Tao Zhen, who were secretly guarding the door, to look at each other, and then turned to look at Jian Zhuoxi beside him.

Jian Zhuoxi spread his hands, saying that what he gave was really good, and the slap had nothing to do with him.

Jian Zhi collapsed on the big bed, staring blankly at Shi Qingyu, whose eyes were as cold as ice and snow, she felt sorry, touched her hot face, didn't speak for a long time, got up and went straight to the bathroom.

When Jian Zhi came out wrapped in a bathrobe, the red marks on her face were already swollen.

And there was an extra piece of printed A4 paper on the bedside cabinet, on which were written the four words of prenuptial agreement, in the middle were the various contents of the agreement, at the bottom were their respective names, and next to it was the signature of the witness lawyer.

"..." Jian Zhi silently looked at the piece of paper, glanced at Shi Yu who was on the bed with his back to her, and then consciously climbed onto the double sofa opposite.

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