A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

He stood quietly between the sea and the sand, dressed in a pure black custom-made tuxedo.

As the wedding concerto began, everyone fell silent and turned their heads in unison.

Jiang Chu did not let anyone help her.

Holding a bouquet of elegant white calla lilies, she walked step by step across the soft white sand toward the man at the end of the pier.

A sea breeze swept by, and her veil billowed behind her like clouds, or like swirling snow mist.

She walked along that seemingly short yet long road, bathed in the gazes of countless business tycoons and political elders, until she reached her newlywed husband.

Jiang Chu raised her arm and placed her hand in the man's broad, warm palm.

She could feel Xie Jing's hand tighten slightly, with a barely perceptible tremor.

"neat."

Xie Jing called her softly, his dark eyes seemingly reflecting the shimmering waves of the sea and her face brimming with love.

On this island, both the most bustling and the most tranquil in the world, he took her hand and turned to face the dozens of guests below the stage who controlled the global economic lifeline.

No emcee was invited to the wedding.

Xie Jing does not need anyone to uphold his oath.

He took the microphone, and his deep, husky voice carried clearly through the sea breeze to everyone's ears:

"Thank you all for coming from afar. Today, I stand here not as the chairman of Tianyu, but as Jiang Chu's husband."

He turned around, his deep black eyes staring intently at his newlywed wife.

"In the past thirty years of my life, I have become accustomed to calculating risks, assessing value, and building barriers. But after meeting you, I have discovered that the most special and precious things in the world often cannot be summarized by any formula."

Xie Jing slowly pushed the sparkling ring onto her ring finger.

"Chuchu, from today onwards, everything I have will be your shield and sword. It will give you the power to become the person you want to be."

The guests below the stage had various expressions.

But everyone showed a shocked expression.

Jiang Chu's eyes welled up slightly. "...Thank you. I also want to tell you that I love more than just the person with a trillion-dollar empire. I also love the person who is willing to share interesting scientific knowledge with me, the person who still remembers my taste and cooks for me even when he is busy, and the person who always gives me trust, support, and encouragement. It is he who gives me the courage to face the storms and allows me to pursue my dreams without worry."

She held the man's hand, "For the rest of my life, I will do everything in my power to protect everything we have."

Thunderous applause filled the hall.

Dozens of towering water curtains surged up from the sea on both sides of the pier, and the water spray formed a magnificent rainbow under the refraction of sunlight, enveloping the two people who were tightly embracing each other.

In the outer seas, patrol boats sounded their horns, the deep blasts echoing across the ocean.

"..."

After the ceremony, the guests were led to the main banquet hall on the island.

This banquet hall is a transparent domed building constructed with a fiberglass structure and a wooden frame, surrounded by a 360-degree panoramic view of the azure sea.

The long table was covered with a linen tablecloth and set with minimalist white porcelain and silver cutlery.

In the center of each table sits a glass candlestick carved from volcanic rock, its flickering light warm and serene.

Jiang Chu took Xie Jing's arm and went from table to table toasting her to express her gratitude.

She received many blessings and some invitations, and by the time she finally sat down at the head table, her feet were a little sore.

Xie Jing noticed her expression. "...Next time, you should wear lower heels."

"No," Jiang Chu pouted. "If you were 1.8 meters tall, it would be fine, but look at you, I look terrible if I don't wear at least 10 centimeters of fabric."

Xie Jing smiled and said, "Why don't you look in the mirror? No one will think you look bad in slippers."

"It's not that it looks bad!" Jiang Chu glanced at him speechlessly, "It makes us seem mismatched! And what if people don't know how tall you are, they'll think I'm short?"

Xie Jing hesitated, then said, "Can't you see it?"

He looked helplessly at his newlywed wife, "I'll give you a massage later."

Jiang Chu was taken aback for a moment, then her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said softly, "...I'll be fine after sitting for a while."

Soon after, they saw off the departing guests, the roar of the last Gulfstream jet engine faded into the distance and rose again, and the island fell silent.

Xie Jing stood on the terrace outside the banquet hall, watching the plane disappear into the sky, then turned around and walked back to Jiang Chu's side.

Jiang Chu is taking landscape photos with her phone.

The next second, she was suddenly lifted into the air.

Xie Jing bent down, put one hand under her knees and the other hand around her back, and lifted her up steadily in his arms.

Jiang Chu instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, "There are other people here!"

The guests had all left, but the staff, assistants, and security guards remained.

Although they weren't looking this way either.

"...If it exists, it exists."

Xie Jing walked steadily through the side door of the banquet hall and headed towards the main villa along a cobblestone path.

They made their way into the bedroom with the best view, where the waves surged on the sea outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the white sand reflected the afternoon sun.

Xie Jing gently placed her on the edge of the bed and squatted down to give her a massage.

"Wait a minute," Jiang Chu tilted her head and looked at him, "I thought the reporters were coming to interview us?"

"I don't want to waste my time," Xie Jing looked up at her, "unless you like it?"

Jiang Chu shook her head, then suddenly leaned in and hugged him tightly. "I just want to be with my husband—"

Xie Jing remained silent for a moment, then sat down next to her, reached out and pulled her onto his lap.

Jiang Chu sat facing him, her hands resting on his chest, her skirt spreading out like a white cloud beside him.

They were very close.

She was so close that she could see a strange, ethereal green hue appearing between his dark irises at a certain angle, subtly shifting in the light and shadow.

Xie Jing raised his hand and gently supported the back of her neck, slowly pulling her closer before lowering his head to kiss her.

His other hand gently stroked the chain clasp on her back, but he didn't pull it open. He simply felt the temperature of her body and the rise and fall of her breath through the satin fabric.

Jiang Chu's fingers slowly loosened the fabric of his shirt, then climbed up his shoulders, her fingertips gently digging into the shoulder seams of his suit jacket.

Xie Jing grasped her hand, stroking the wedding ring on her finger. "...Are you at ease now?"

Jiang Chu was taken aback.

"Baby," Xie Jing looked down at her, then lowered his head and bit her lip, "No matter what your initial reason was, since you provoked me, you have to take responsibility to the end."

Jiang Chu blinked. "To be honest, back then it was because I was afraid they would harm me, and I wanted to find someone to protect me. You saw it too, I was even dragged into the swimming pool."

Her voice trailed off, and then she realized that she wasn't being serious enough.

He took a deep breath and shouted, "But then I fell in love with you! So much so that if someone tried to assassinate you, I would fight them to the death! I would be willing to take the amnesiac role—"

Xie Jing kissed her again.

The two kissed for a long time before Jiang Chu, panting, separated from him.

Xie Jing: "...There's no need to go into those assumptions."

Jiang Chu raised an eyebrow. "Are you really that superstitious?"

Xie Jing's gaze was deep and unfathomable. "I didn't really care about those things before, but ever since I met you, I think I have started to."

He looked at his newlywed wife in his arms, "Will you stay here forever?"

Xie Jing said in a low voice.

Jiang Chu blinked. "Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was an unlucky little girl whose parents divorced and neither loved her. She found a rich second-generation boyfriend in college, but he didn't respect her. One day, the girl fell into the water and opened her eyes to find herself in another world, transformed into a somewhat famous dancer. Although she didn't have much money, she at least had a used car and a used house, and she was quite good-looking, not much worse than before. Hmm, I hope she can live a good life."

Xie Jing looked down at her.

Jiang Chu smiled and met his gaze. "So, you and I will be good friends too."

Xie Jing hugged her tightly. "Mmm."

Their silhouettes, embracing, were reflected on the window.

The afternoon sun was blazing, turning the seawater into a clear, glassy color. The crests of the waves shattered into countless silver stars, twinkling and shimmering against the boundless blue sky.

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