At the wedding banquet, everyone was full of smiles, this was on the surface.

Some people were secretly unhappy.

They were the top-notch relatives of the Ning Family.

Ning Zhi Yuan did not like his relatives, but on his wedding day, he still invited his relatives to give his father, who was dead, some face.

Those relatives all wanted Ning Zhi Yuan's wife to be chosen by them, but Ning Zhi Yuan didn't care about them and chose Lu Yong Chun herself. The position of the Lu Family was also worthy of the Ning Family, leaving the relatives of the Ning Family speechless.

Even if they had something to say, under Ning Zhi Yuan's heartless and cold gaze, they wouldn't dare to say it.

If they talked too much, Ning Zhi Yuan would make another ruthless move and their life would become even worse.

At least the current Ning Zhi Yuan would not beat them up, he just would not give them any money for the holiday. In Ning Zhi Yuan's words, he did not raise useless people. A relative was a relative, but to NINGHAI, he was of no use. Naturally, he would not give any more money to those relatives.

It was fine if he wanted to take some benefits from Ning Zhi Yuan during festivals, but it wasn't worth it for Ning Zhi Yuan to give them a small gift. For example, during the Dragon Boat Festival, Ning Zhi Yuan would give them ten dumplings and a box of mooncakes.

It had been a long time since any of them had a good relation, so they took advantage at the wedding banquet. They all ate as much as they could and even planned to pack up their meals.

The winter sun set quickly.

It seemed like it was still high up in the sky a moment ago, but now it was no longer visible.

The sun went down and night came quickly.

The wedding banquet continued all the way until the evening. One group of guests came after another, and another came after them.

The bridegroom, Ning Zhi Yuan, was already drunk to the point of being unable to differentiate between east, south or west at around eight in the evening. There were too many people toasting to him. Usually, this CEO of Ning University was as cold as ice, and rarely appeared at parties, so no one would dare to drink to his honor. Today was his day of celebration, and just by sweeping away his usual coldness and smiling face, he gave everyone the courage to toast.

Lu Yong Chun did not actually drink much wine.

Ning Zhi Yuan helped her drink a lot of wine.

The bridesmaids' group helped her block the wine.

When Lu Yong Chun saw Ning Zhi Yuan who was so drunk that she could not differentiate between east from west, west and south, her face turned black.

Even though they knew Ning Zhi Yuan was the groom, they still respected him so much wine. Didn't they intentionally make Ning Zhi Yuan drunk? They still need to get married.

He personally supported the drunk Ning Zhi Yuan, and after Lu Yong Chun bid farewell to the guests, she helped Ning Zhi Yuan to leave.

The groom was drunk. A couple of newlyweds wanted to leave the guests behind, so no one said a word.

After expending a great deal of effort, Lu Yong Chun finally managed to help Ning Zhi Yuan into the bridal room, and threw him onto the huge bed covered with red sheets. Lu Yong Chun herself laid on the bed, exhausted to death.

The man beside him was too heavy.

After lying on the ground for a while, Lu Yong Chun turned sideways and propped up her head with one hand while the other hand pinched Ning Zhi Yuan's face. "I hate it, I have to attend to you on your wedding night."

Ning Zhi Yuan was fast asleep.

Lu Yong Chun leaned over, and used her hand to pinch Ning Zhi Yuan's nose, pinch his lips, and pinch his face. In the end, she leaned onto his body, and listened to his calm and powerful heartbeat, and muttered: "Zhi Yuan, I'm married, I'm finally married."

She did not realize that Ning Zhi Yuan's hands had quietly wrapped around her waist. His closed phoenix eyes quietly opened, and the corner of his mouth curled into a doting smile.

"I thought that I would never be able to find a man that could move my heart in my lifetime. I didn't think that it would be you."

Lu Yong Chun took the chance when Ning Zhi Yuan was drunk to unrestrainedly cut off his own thoughts.

Just like that, Ning Zhi Yuan quietly listened to his new wife confessing to him, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

"Let's not talk about that anymore, getting married once is exhausting. We won't get married again." Lu Yong Chun wanted to leave Ning Zhi Yuan's body as soon as he finished speaking, but he was taken back by the big hand. Ning Zhi Yuan's question, which carried a dangerous aura, rang above her head: "How many more times do you want to get married? With whom? "

Lu Yong Chun was startled, wasn't he drunk?

Struggling to sit up, Lu Yong Chun looked at the man lying on the bed again. Her almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed as she stared at her with a dangerous aura.

"Zhi Yuan, are you drunk?"

Ning Zhi Yuan also sat up, snorting: "Do you really want me to get drunk?"

Lu Yong Chun nodded and then shook her head.

"Who else do you want to marry?"

Lu Yong Chun replied innocently, "Didn't I marry you? I was just casually saying that I don't want to get married a second time, it's very tiring. "

"If it's not tiring, are you planning to get married twice?"

"Ning Zhi Yuan, you better not pick a fight."

Ning Zhi Yuan strongly pulled her into his embrace, and with a flip of his body, he pushed her down to the ground. He then pulled her hands away and pressed them to the sides of her head, his almond-shaped eyes deeply stared at her as he said in a low voice, "From today onwards, you, Lu Yong Chun, will be my wife. No matter how many times you want to get married, the groom must be me, or I will ruin your wedding."

Just because of a few casual words from her, this fellow was feeling jealous!

Lu Yong Chun laughed, "Alright, since you are so tyrannical, I will follow you."

In the end, she muttered: "Even someone this jealous is catching up to Mu Chen."

Mu Chen was just a vat of vinegar.

Ning Zhi Yuan bent his head and kissed her lips softly, then said softly, "Yongchun, we are married."

"Yes, married."

"You have to get married."

"…"

Lu Yong Chun could not get through.

The next moment, he impatiently kissed her lips …

The anxious Ning Zhi Yuan used his pa.s.sion to sweep Lu Yong Chun away.

After an unknown period of time, the wind seemed to calm down.

Lu Yong Chun's legs were trembling, if she was allowed to stand up, she would definitely not be able to stand steadily.

"Yongchun, are you alright?"

Ning Zhi Yuan who had eaten his fill softly asked as he hugged his wife.

Lu Yong Chun bit him.

Ning Zhi Yuan was in pain, but he did not make a sound.

He hurt her.

She was going to bite him now, and he let her bite him.

After fiercely biting down on him, Lu Yong Chun softly requested, "I want to take a bath."

"Alright, I'll go get some water. Let's take a shower first."

Lu Yong Chun was powerless to reject him.