Wanjin Lady

Chapter 26: Marriage

"No. It's just... on the eve of the wedding... aren't the husband and wife allowed to meet each other?" Wen Wan said as she calmly turned over the account book exposed on the table.

Zhao Heng naturally saw her little movements.

It is natural for the Wen family to be wary of him.

Maybe one day, his wife...will truly trust him.

Zhao Heng ignored her little gesture and smiled, "I was a little nervous and couldn't sleep. I wanted to see if you were as excited as I was. I didn't expect that on the eve of the wedding, Manager Wen was looking at the account books."

Wen Wan lied fluently, "I couldn't sleep, so I got up to look at the account book."

man.

A few sweet words can make him lose his mind.

As expected, a smile appeared on Zhao Heng's face. "My wife's hobby is really unique."

"I heard Daddy called you in for another lecture today?" The two sat separated by a window, the moon shining brightly in the sky. The young man and woman were busy in the back kitchen, so they rarely had time to exchange a few words. "My dad isn't a bad person by nature. He's just worried about me. You know, the Wen family is a wealthy family with only two daughters to support them. They're always bullied by the clan members. Although you're being taken in as a son-in-law, marriages where the woman is strong and the man is weak are never long-lasting. Father is looking forward to you, but he's also wary of you."

"But from tomorrow on, you and I will be a family. For eternity, your father will always understand you."

Zhao Heng smiled and said, "I know it's difficult to be a son-in-law. But... maybe you won't believe me, but I really have no interest in the Wen family's wealth. You saved my life and gave me a roof over my head. Maybe you'll give birth to our child soon. Our family being together in harmony is far more important than wealth."

baby?

You want to talk about this... I'm not sleepy at all.

Wen Wan was afraid that her enthusiasm would scare Zhao Heng. Although she was certain that she and Zhao Heng were just a fleeting romance, even so, if the man was unwilling... what would it feel like?
High-end hunters always appear as prey.

So the young lady lowered her head slightly, a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she lightly punched Zhao Heng's chest with her little fist.

Wen Wan couldn't quite manage to utter "You're annoying!", so her tongue trembled as she said, "My husband's mouth is so sweet."

Zhao Heng held her hand at the right time.

The moment the two hands interlocked, the man's face turned red.

The night breeze was blowing gently, and from afar, Wen Wan heard Lu Ping hurriedly shouting, "Why hasn't my chicken been killed yet?", followed by a burst of crackling sounds from the kitchen.

very romantic.

Zhao Heng couldn't help but laugh. After all, he was a man of great skill and courage. Taking advantage of the slightly tipsy night breeze, he mustered up the courage to give the young lady a hot kiss on the forehead.

"My lady, go to bed early. You will be tired tomorrow."

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The eighth day of the seventh month is an auspicious day for marriage.

Red lanterns were hung everywhere in the Wen residence early in the morning. The servants were either wearing red or tying red silk around their waists. They were all dressed neatly and festively. The entire house was filled with flowers and wine, and the atmosphere was full of joy.

Thirty-six firecrackers popped at the entrance of Wen's house, and the red paper was blown up in the air, making a loud noise that could be heard throughout West Street.

It is said that Wen Weiming, the wine merchant from the Wen family, is looking for a son-in-law!
Chen Ma and Lu Ping carried baskets and prepared sweet snacks, papaya candies, etc. early in the morning. All the neighbors who came to congratulate them had a share. Soon they were surrounded by children in three layers.

At the auspicious time, the groom was wearing a striking green wedding suit, a half-robed style, with beads hanging from his belt. His tall figure was like jade and his temperament was like orchid. Especially the silver mask on his face, which covered the upper half of his face, leaving only his nose and lips exposed, but his handsome appearance could still be seen.

None of the guests who came to the banquet were neglected; they were all warmly welcomed and treated. Everyone was curious about what kind of son-in-law the Wen family had taken in, so Zhao Heng's every move was closely watched. Old Master Wen led his son-in-law to greet and see off guests, and the son-in-law behaved appropriately, neither servile nor arrogant, showing no signs of being a typical live-in son-in-law.

Everyone was wondering: Could it be that Wen Weiming really picked up a good son-in-law?
Wen Wan got up very early.

Getting married was more troublesome in ancient times than it is today.

Last night she was looking at the account books until late at night. She was woken up after sleeping for about half an hour. She had to take a bath, cleanse herself, burn incense, get dressed, comb her hair, and dress up. The whole process took at least one or two hours.

Fortunately, although today's wedding is grand, the steps are simple.

The reason is simple, it's just that Wenwan is looking for a son-in-law, and many marriage rules are to save as much as possible and keep things simple.

Besides, Zhao Heng already lived in the Wen family, so he could save a lot of time by skipping the steps of welcoming the bride and picking her up.

Wen Wan only regarded herself as a mascot and let Xiniang and the others toss her around.

Rouge, come here.

Lip balm, come on.

Makeup powder, what I mean is...can you use less of it?

When Wen Wan suggested not to make her face look like a palette, Tony's makeup artist obviously had her own idea, "Boss Wen, the more makeup powder you use, the more children and grandchildren you will have."

Chen's mother immediately held her down with her blood boiling, "Give her two kilograms of makeup powder!"

Wen Wan: ...

As expected, every Tony is very stubborn.

Lu Ping took advantage of the crowd to secretly feed her some snacks. "Miss, we're busy today and may not be able to take care of you. Hong Mei and I have some food in our sleeves. If you're hungry, just let me know. I guarantee you won't starve!"

Wen Wan, who hadn't eaten anything all morning, hugged Lu Ping with tears in her eyes, "Good Lu Ping, I knew you were the most caring!"

Lu Ping stared at her with her big, watery eyes and asked, "Right, young lady, you also know that I am the most caring girl, right?"

"Yes, yes, you are definitely the most thoughtful!"

There seemed to be flames in the little girl's eyes. "Who's more considerate, me or Aunt Chen?"

Wen Wan: ...

Lu Ping, what's wrong with your damn desire to win?
Seeing that Chen Ma didn't look in her direction, Wen Wan nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "It must be you! Chen Ma can't be compared with you."

Lu Ping smiled happily, "As expected."

She is the most caring maid in the lady's heart!
Wen Yue brought the two daughters-in-law of the Qi family to the door early in the morning, as if the unpleasantness between the two families that day had never happened. As soon as she met Wen Wan, she enthusiastically took her hand and congratulated her, then ran outside to run around.

However, none of the men from the Qi family came.

As the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you. Wen Wan was very busy today and had no time to argue with her aunt.

"Didn't they say some time ago that Second Wen was terminally ill and beyond medical help? I see that Second Wen looks much better and speaks with more energy. I'm afraid his family will make it this time."

"People are always in high spirits when they have good things to do. In his heart, Wen Lao Er only cares about his two daughters. Now that his daughters have found a place to stay, shouldn't he be in high spirits?"

(End of this chapter)