Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Mrs. Zhang," Shen Xingyu called out to her.
The woman stopped in her tracks, turned to look at Shen Xingyu, and timidly asked, "Mr. Shen, is there anything else you need?"
"Where do you live?" Shen Xingyu asked.
"I live with my husband in Qingtan City," Mrs. Zhang replied hesitantly. "We've been living there for almost three years."
"Qingtan City is over a thousand miles away. How did you end up here?" Shen Xingyu questioned suspiciously.
"We were just passing through," Mrs. Zhang said, her gaze evasive as she dared not look directly at Shen Xingyu.
Shen Xingyu sensed that she was not telling the truth. He took a step closer to Mrs. Zhang, and with each step he took, her heart trembled a little more.
"Mr. Shen, I really am not lying to you," Mrs. Zhang said, clutching her clothing nervously; she was very afraid of Shen Xingyu.
Shen Xingyu stood before her and said in a deep voice, "Do you know something?"
"I don't know anything," Mrs. Zhang immediately shook her head. "I truly don't know."
"Then why are you so afraid of me?" Shen Xingyu narrowed his eyes slightly. "You must know something. Tell me, what really happened to Wanwan?"
"I don't know," Mrs. Zhang covered her ears with her hands and shook her head, saying, "I don't know anything."
"How could you not know?" Shen Xingyu said coldly. "Your husband was the last steward; he was present when Wanwan died. How could he possibly not know?"
"I really don't know," Mrs. Zhang cried out, "I don't know anything."
"Mr. Shen," Little Ma approached Shen Xingyu and whispered, "Why don't I follow her and see where she actually lives?"
Shen Xingyu thought for a moment and nodded, "Alright, go check it out and find out what exactly Zhang Dashan is involved in."
"Yes."
Shen Xingyu glanced at Mrs. Zhang and coldly said, "You can go now."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhang felt a sense of relief and quickly ran away.
Shen Xingyu watched her retreating figure until she disappeared at the entrance before he withdrew his gaze.
On the wedding day, Shen Xingyu stood on the altar, looking at the priest, quietly waiting for him to read the vows.
"Mr. Shen Xingyu, do you take Miss Du Qiaoyun to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love her, cherish her, and respect her in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, forsaking all others, until death do you part?" the priest asked solemnly.
Shen Xingyu paused slightly, turning his head to glance at Du Qiaoyun, who was gazing at him with affection. He withdrew his gaze and slowly replied, "I do."
"Miss Du Qiaoyun, do you take Mr. Shen Xingyu to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love him, cherish him, and respect him in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, forsaking all others, until death do you part?"
Du Qiaoyun nodded shyly and said, "I do."
"Now please exchange rings," the priest said with a smile.
As Shen Xingyu held the ring and prepared to place it on Du Qiaoyun's finger, the doors of the church suddenly swung open.
Shen Xingyu's hand froze as he turned to look and saw Ye Jingzhu walking in wearing a pure white wedding dress. She walked step by step toward the altar, looking just like she did when she married him years ago.
The guests were stunned, staring at the unexpected bride. Du Qiaoyun's expression darkened instantly; she bit her lip and glared angrily at Ye Jingzhu.
How did Ye Jingzhu get here?!
Shen Xingyu was also surprised; he hadn't expected Ye Jingzhu to show up.
Ye Jingzhu walked through the crowd and stopped at the bottom of the altar steps. She raised her head to look at Shen Xingyu and Du Qiaoyun.
Du Qiaoyun quickly regained her composure and assumed a commanding presence. She smiled and said, "Sister Jingzhu, it's wonderful that you could come! I've arranged a seat for you; you can sit down and watch us hold the ceremony."
Comment 0 Comment Count