It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

The noise outside the car window passed by, and the night was deep and dark.

The sunset was still spectacular.

When Zhou Yinghuai heard her say, "If possible, I hope the wedding will only be between you and me,"

As she spoke, she smiled.

Her soft, white fingertips nestled into the base of his palm. "There are no 'what ifs' in this world, and even you and I are not realistic."

Ms. Guan is so kind, and the Zhou family is so large.

Given Zhou Yinghuai's position, how could his wedding be anything less than a makeshift affair?

Even if it can't become famous throughout Libei, it must be a grand and magnificent carnival.

Moreover, Zhu Xi cherishes Zhou Yinghuai so much, the Zhou Yinghuai who would compromise everything for her.

Look, listen.

Zhou Yinghuai: "Then it'll just be you and me. In the master bedroom of Huanxisha, just you and me, we'll hold our wedding."

Zhu Xi was spoiled and excessively arrogant, like a pampered canary.

"What if I'm fickle and jealous, and I also want that kind of wedding of the century?" Her dark eyes darted around. "To Ireland, New Zealand, to a castle, to a church, to the beach."

"Zhou Yinghuai, you're a god. Since you spoil me, you have to fulfill all my nonsensical requests. I want a white horse, so you can't just give me a prince. I want a god to descend, so you can't just send some mortal to appease me."

Zhou Yinghuai nodded, "If you want to go to space, I can hold your hand and take you there."

Zhu Xi smiled and said, "That's not necessary."

She kissed him on the cheek, wrapped her arms around his neck, and said, "I want to wear a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe with you, to pay homage to heaven and earth, to kneel before our parents, and to hope for a perfect union."

"I also long for our wedding night, for you to lift my veil and for us to drink the nuptial wine together."

"I want to wear a gossamer-silk nightgown that's practically invisible and enjoy myself with you in bed."

"I like you because I lose control; I crave your brief moments of domineering and unconditional possession."

Zhu Xi must have watched too many Qiong Yao dramas, as she always manages to use parallel sentences to keep Zhou Yinghuai in a state of high anxiety.

Twenty-five mice were scratching at his heart.

Ironically, after she finishes speaking seriously, she always follows up with an unserious remark.

"Zhou Yinghuai, if you weren't up to the task that night, I'd have to give you medication and fight you until dawn!"

Zhou Yinghuai's eyes were deep, and the most hidden softness in his heart was touched.

He couldn't control the ripples of emotion surging within him, nor could he suppress the calm he had been trying so hard to maintain.

She was insane, and so was he.

Zhu Xi always had a way of gradually breaking him down and surprising him little by little.

Just a little bit here, a little bit there.

In less than three months, Zhou Yinghuai, who was indifferent to love and only wanted to advance his career before marriage, was completely transformed.

Before the age of 30, Zhou Yinghuai would never admit that he was troubled by love.

At the age of 30, Zhou Yinghuai met a woman who could be described as "enchanting".

The woman was in his arms at that moment.

He was enthusiastic, bold, and straightforward, fearlessly talking to him about the future.

This woman is very beautiful and ambitious.

He wasn't part of her original life plan.

It was Zhou Yinghuai's accumulated good character and good fortune from his previous lives that earned him the identity of Zhu Xi's husband.

"Zhou Yinghuai?" Zhu Xi called his name, "How could you..."

Before he could finish his words of concern, Zhou Yinghuai couldn't resist kissing him again.

Gently, like a night breeze caressing your face.

Carefully, as if it were a precious treasure.

Cherish it all, yet remain entangled and inseparable.

Zhu Xi's mouth and lips were filled with Zhou Yinghuai's taste. She tilted her head back, and the cell phone on her lap kept ringing.

Zhou Yinghuai ignored him, focusing only on indulging in her scent.

The quiet carriage had been partitioned at some point, and the rear space was filled with tenderness and longing.

Bustling traffic, melodious tunes.

All was silent, yet my heart pounded like a drum.

Finally, Zhu Xi had a moment to breathe deeply.

She wiped away the faint shine from Zhou Yinghuai's lips with her fingertips, took his well-defined fingers, and pressed them to her lips.

He laughed and said, "Why were your hands shaking just now? They were shaking so badly."

The ring felt slightly cool. Zhu Xi kissed it again and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yinghuai pressed his forehead against hers, "I want to see you in your wedding dress."

Crimson brocade, embroidered with gold thread.

It's not about a phoenix seeking its mate, but about two people.

Zhu Xi didn't think it was a big deal. "That's easy. Next time I'm off, I'll find a wedding dress shop, wear one, and show it to you."

"If you want to tear it apart yourself, you'll probably have to clear the area first. I can't let outsiders do it with that in the way."

Zhou Yinghuai traced the blush on her cheeks with his fingertips. "Don't talk nonsense! The wedding dress needs to be custom-made."

We need to go to Jiangnan to find a skilled and blessed embroiderer, either Song brocade or Yun brocade. The fabric must be custom-made, the embroiderer must be found in advance, and the gold thread must be of special quality.

"So much trouble?" Zhu Xi felt a headache coming on. "Wouldn't it be better to just buy something ready-made?"

She leaned against Zhou Yinghuai, "Want to kiss again?"

Zhou Yinghuai shook his head with a smile, "Your lips are already swollen."

Zhu Xi licked her lips and puffed out her cheeks. "So that means you don't want to kiss me."

She turned around, picked up her phone again, found a more comfortable position in Zhou Yinghuai's arms, and continued replying to messages.

Zhou Yinghuai put his arm around her from behind and explained, "There's no trouble at all."

He smiled. He hadn't taken these things seriously before, thinking they were just for show.

Only now can Zhou Yinghuai truly understand the madness with which Lan Qi prepared Lingyi's wedding dress three years in advance.

Thinking about all this, Zhou Yinghuai felt a sense of relief.

Zhu Xi's year as a resident physician also gave him time to prepare.

Therefore, Zhou Yinghuai was quite lucky in Zhu Xi's case.

Zhu Xi casually mentioned this matter when she sent a message to Zhu He.

She held up her phone, showing him the screen, her hair brushing against his neck.

"See, my brother already said, why make it so complicated?"

It turns out they were chatting to congratulate each other.

Zhou Yinghuai nestled his chin in the crook of her neck. "How about we prepare Lezhishi's share too?"

Zhu Xi: "?"

"Congratulations, you definitely don't understand these things."

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow and pressed the voice message button, "Brother, Zhou Yinghuai said you don't understand these things."

The congratulations came back quickly, also via voice message.

"Then don't even think about moving a single piece of the dowry I prepared for you to Huanxisha."

Zhou Yinghuai asked sullenly, "Ready?"

"That's right!" Zhu Xi said proudly. "My brother is very strong."

"Although I don't know what he prepared." She reached back with the back of her hand to scratch his chin, "It's probably just bedding and jewelry."

Zhou Yinghuai tightened his grip on her arm. "It's alright, I'll provide the betrothal gifts and prepare the dowry."

"Oh." Zhu Xi started replying to the message again, singing as she did so, "Thank you for your special invitation to witness your love..."

Zhou Yinghuai: "..."

That's not what he meant.

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From the hospital to Huanxisha, Zhou Yinghuai didn't say anything more about the wedding.

Zhu Xi seemed uninterested in those things.

The car immediately turned right.

Zhu Xi suddenly interrupted Zhou Yinghuai's idyllic reverie, "Oh, I forgot something."