The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

After the first month of the lunar calendar.

On the tenth day of the month, the entrance of Jiangshi Hotel was covered with red silk ribbons.

The sound of firecrackers was deafening, and the courtyard on Nanqiao Road was bustling with activity.

Su Nianhe was wearing a bright red woolen coat that she had made herself, with a white shirt underneath. Her hair was styled in a bun at the back of her head, adorned with an exquisite silver hairpin.

She was already voluptuous and beautiful, and this outfit made her skin look even whiter and more striking.

Shen Huai was dressed in a sharp black suit with a red flower pinned to his chest. He was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, making him the center of attention wherever he stood.

The wedding procession was arranged by He Jianjun; it consisted entirely of jeeps, making quite a grand spectacle.

Li Tiejun, dressed in the security department uniform with a red flower pinned to his chest, was giving orders in the courtyard, shouting loudly.

"Hurry up! The auspicious time is almost here, get the bride into the car!"

Li Lianhua and Zhu Yuanyuan supported Su Nianhe on either side, their smiles wide and uncontrollable.

"Nianhe, you look so beautiful today." Zhu Yuanyuan stuffed a hot meat bun into Su Nianhe's hand. "Have a bite to tide you over, you'll be busy all day."

Su Nianhe took a bite of her steamed bun and looked up at Shen Huai, who had walked up to her.

Shen Huai remained silent.

He bent down and lifted her up in his arms, coat and all.

A burst of cheers and applause erupted from the surrounding area.

Su Nianhe was startled and quickly hugged his neck, burying her face in his chest, too ashamed to face anyone.

"Put me down, I can walk by myself," she protested softly.

"The road is slippery." Shen Huai made up a lame excuse, picked her up and strode across the threshold, steadily stuffing her into the back seat of the lead car.

The car door closed, shutting out the noise from outside.

Shen Huai went around to the other side to get in the car and sat next to her.

The jeep started and drove towards Jiangshi Hotel.

It was warm inside the carriage.

Shen Huai reached out and tightly grasped her hand in his palm.

"Are you nervous?" he asked.

Su Nianhe shook her head, then nodded.

"A little," she admitted honestly. "Director Liu invited so many high-ranking officials; I was afraid of saying the wrong thing."

"With me here, you don't need to say anything." Shen Huai squeezed her fingers. "Just focus on collecting the red envelopes."

Upon hearing that she would receive a red envelope, Su Nianhe's tension dissipated considerably.

"So, do I get to manage all the red envelopes I receive?" Her greedy nature was revealed again.

Shen Huai chuckled softly.

"It's all yours." He leaned closer, his lips brushing against her earlobe. "Even my person is all yours."

Su Nianhe's ears burned when she heard this.

She tried to pull her hand back, but couldn't. She could only use her fingernails to scratch the rough calluses on Shen Huai's palm.

"What use are people to me? They just waste food working. Do they have any secret savings?"

Shen Huai was amused by her unromantic way of calculating accounts.

He didn't let go; with his other hand, he reached into the inside pocket of his suit jacket, pulled out a blue leather folding bag, and slapped it directly onto her leg.

Shen Huai's voice was deep, tinged with obvious pleasure, "The money left over from these days is enough for you to buy ten truckloads of fabric. The password is your lunar birthday."

Su Nianhe's round almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents as she deftly stuffed the bankbook into the inside pocket of her coat, patting it to make sure it was secure.

The jeep stopped in front of the Jiangshi Hotel.

A long red ribbon was strung outside the restaurant, and double happiness characters were pasted on both sides of the main entrance.

The firecrackers had just finished, and the air was filled with the pleasant smell of gunpowder.

Liu Huizhen, wearing a high-quality dark red woolen coat and with her hair perfectly styled, stood at the door to greet guests.

Although she had reservations about Su Nianhe's background, she absolutely would not allow the Shen family to lose face on such an important day that required a lot of pomp and circumstance.

Whenever someone came to offer their congratulations, Liu Huizhen would maintain a polite smile and repeatedly express her courtesy.

Wang Liping stood to the side, watching this scene, and her sour taste was rising in her mouth.

Shen Huai pushed open the car door, stepped out with his long legs, and walked around to the other side to open the car door.

He didn't let Su Nianhe walk on her own; he put his large hand on her waist and led her out.

Su Nianhe wore a bright red wool coat, with a glimpse of her white shirt collar peeking out, highlighting her slender and fair neck. She wore the pair of gold abacus earrings that Shen Huai had personally bought for her at the state-run department store two weeks prior. As she walked, the gold beads inside the abacus swayed, extremely eye-catching.

"Little Su looks so handsome today." Li Cuihua stood on the steps, watching her fellow villager marry into the mayor's family in such a grand manner, and couldn't stop smiling.

Su Nianhe called out "Aunt Li" in a clear voice and followed Shen Huai inside.

There were more than a dozen tables set up in the hall on the second floor, all occupied by Shen Huai's friends from the textile factory and He Jianjun's business associates.

The private rooms on the third floor were reserved for relatives from the municipal party committee compound and Shen Wanshan's colleagues.

The emcee, holding a large tin megaphone, stood in front of the second-floor hall and began the proceedings.

These days, elaborate ceremonies aren't fashionable; the focus is on creating a lively atmosphere.

"Now, I wish our newlyweds a long and happy marriage and many children!" The emcee's voice was so loud that the red paper streamers on the ceiling shook.

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Old Shen sat at the main table, tilting his head to listen for a long time, his hands cupped around his ears.

"What? Buy a cabinet at the morning market?" the old man replied in a strong voice. "I have enough cabinets at home! I'm not buying any!"

The room was silent for two seconds, then erupted in deafening laughter.

Li Tiejun slapped his thigh with delight, then leaned close to the old man's ear and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Old man! It's about having a son! Not buying a cabinet!"

Old Man Shen was startled and stepped back.

"Having a son is good! Having a son is good!" The old man happily pulled out two White Rabbit milk candies from his pocket and insisted on stuffing them into Su Nianhe's hand across the table.

Grandma Shen sat beside him, disdainfully swatting the old man's hand away.

"Don't make things worse." The old lady took out an extremely thick red paper package and handed it to Su Nianhe. "Here, this is for you from Grandma. Buy whatever you want."

Su Nianhe took it, pinched its thickness with her fingertips, and smiled even more sweetly.

As the banquet began, hot dishes were served one after another.

As the patriarch, Shen Wanshan stood up, holding his enamel teacup, and said a few polite words, his tone full of official jargon. After speaking, he sat down, not interfering with the young people's antics.

Then came the toasting ceremony.

Su Nianhe followed Shen Huai to two tables.

Shen Huai walked beside her and noticed that the fragrance was a bit stronger, causing his brows to twitch slightly.

He took the wine glass from her hand and replaced it with a glass filled with plain water.

When they reached He Jianjun and Li Tiejun's table, the group was already prepared to tease the groom.

"Old Shen, you have to drink this glass today!" He Jianjun held a full glass of Moutai, his smile extremely irritating. "Your wife has to have some too. On such a joyous occasion, what kind of person would drink plain water?"

Li Tiejun chimed in, "That's right! The security guys are all watching!"

Shen Huai picked up his wine glass with one hand, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp.

He placed the empty cup on the table.

"I'll drink, she'll drink water." Shen Huai's tone was calm, leaving no room for negotiation. "She doesn't drink alcohol. If anyone wants to persuade her, come at me."

He Jianjun clicked his tongue twice, then turned to Liu Hong and whispered, "Look how protective he is. Anyone who didn't know better would think your sister-in-law is made of paper."

Liu Hong, dressed in a bright red dress, stood up with a soda cup in her hand and nudged He Jianjun with her elbow.

"Enough nonsense. Nianhe has had a long day, so don't start any more trouble." Liu Hong raised her glass and clinked it with Su Nianhe's. "Happy wedding."

Su Nianhe took a small sip, her cheeks flushed pink from the warmth of the heater.

After a round of toasts, Shen Huai had drunk quite a bit of wine, but he had an excellent tolerance for alcohol, and there was no sign of drunkenness on his face, only his aura became heavier.

The banquet ended at 3 p.m.

As the guests gradually left, Shen Tao arranged for cars to take his relatives back to the compound.