His lips were sealed by him.
At the same time, he pulled her up from the bed and held her tightly in his arms.
Only when he had kissed enough did he pick up the woman and walk out of the lounge.
She sat down properly in the chair, and he went back to get her shoes.
Qin Yige hadn't washed her hands yet. Looking at the delicious food in front of her, she felt a craving. She picked up her chopsticks and quietly picked up a piece of tuna sashimi topped with caviar and put it in her mouth.
Before she could even chew, she was caught by the man holding her shoes.
She closed her mouth, stuffed the sashimi in, and said indistinctly, "I'm testing the poison for you."
Shang Sheng: "Thank you, Mrs."
"You're welcome, we're all family." After she finished speaking, instead of feeling embarrassed, she stretched out her foot to him.
He put down her shoes and looked at the presumptuous little woman expressionlessly.
Swallowing the food in her mouth, she pouted, "In front of others, you can put them on for me, but now that it's just the two of us, you can't? Besides, you kissed my feet last night and asked if they smelled good, and you said they did. Mr. Shang, don't your wife's fragrant feet deserve you bending down?"
Her little mouth was very talkative. The man gave her a cold look and half-crouched down to put on her shoes.
After putting on her shoes, he stood up, took her hand, and walked to the sink. "Go wash your hands first."
"Oh."
He turned on the faucet, and Qin Yige held out her hands. "Mr. Shang, your wife's hands are very fragrant and soft. Do you want to touch them?"
Shang Sheng: "..."
Fine, considering she was still young, he wouldn't argue with her.
Under the faucet, their hands intertwined.
She squeezed some hand sanitizer and applied it to both of them. The white foam gave off a fragrant scent. She curled her lips, revealing two rows of teeth.
After lunch, Qin Yige didn't stay any longer and left. She was very busy recently, not only with her studio but also with wedding preparations.
The wedding photos had been retouched long ago, and she was about to choose the base photos that needed to be printed.
In the golden autumn of October, with the anticipation of countless people, the grand wedding of the new couple Qin Yige and Shang Sheng arrived.
The banquet hall on the first floor of the most luxurious six-star hotel in Port City was decorated like a dream.
The venue was themed in white and starry blue, with a vast universe created by starry blue, and countless crystal chandeliers with star elements hanging down from the ceiling, forming a starry wedding space.
On one corner of the fifty-meter-wide stage, there were castle and pumpkin carriage simulation models in the same color scheme. On the pumpkin carriage, six layered cakes and other desserts of different designs were arranged at various heights.
The T-shaped aisle from the entrance of the venue to the stage was a sparkling galaxy, stepping on the galaxy, with the universe as proof.
The starry sea, the vast universe, romantic, dreamy, and grand, the scene provided a perfect visual feast.
Qin Yige married from the Qin family, with six bridesmaids and six groomsmen.
It was also the first time she knew that Shang Sheng had so many friends; the groomsmen were all handsome guys. Not to mention others, even she, the bride, was captivated.
Besides Chu Rang and Ji Jinghuai, there was also the soon-to-be assistant Ji Hengyu. She heard there were twin brothers; the mature and steady elder brother was a business elite, and the arrogant and willful younger brother was a popular young idol in the entertainment industry.
The last one was a legal giant, a gold medal lawyer specializing in commercial disputes, whose name Qin Yige had forgotten. After all, Shang Sheng had only introduced them once, and she didn't have a photographic memory.
He had several other distinguished friends, and she had noticed them.
For example, the diplomat who flew back from abroad on the wedding day, the discreet young mayor, the aerospace scientist, the popular movie star, and so on.
These people gave her an illusion: that in every profession, Shang Sheng had friends.
Of course, she also had many friends, so choosing six bridesmaids was easy.
When she arrived at the hotel to change into her wedding dress, Qin Yige asked the man next to her, "When did you secretly make so many friends? How come I didn't know?"
Shang Sheng said calmly, "Why should you know?"
"I watched you grow up... no, I grew up with you..."
"It was Shang Yu who grew up with you," he corrected her.
"Alright, alright, you really weren't nice before, not introducing me to so many handsome friends."
Shang Sheng: "Why should I introduce them to you?"
"I'm single, so I could have had a boyfriend who would have been impressive. They were all top-notch, with good bodies and good looks. As expected, birds of a feather flock together."
"You have no common language, and they are much older than you."
Most of his friends were older than him, some even ten years older than Qin Yige.
"That's not necessarily true. I'm so beautiful and cute, I can have common language with anyone. Oh, except you."
Shang Sheng stood in front of her. "Mrs. Shang, I regret to disappoint you, but you just happened to marry a man with whom you have no common language."
She had a look of resignation. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'll just make do with it!"
"Make do with it?" There was a hint of danger in his tone.
Qin Yige thought for a moment. "What do you want to hear?"
He grabbed her chin and said unhappily, "Wipe your drool. Today is our wedding."
All morning, her eyes had been on his friends. Seeing them made her happier than he was.
"Okay, okay, you're the groom today, and you're the most handsome!"
It was their wedding today, and most of her attention was on his friends. It was indeed her fault.
Qin Yige tilted her head, stroked his cheek, and said with a smile, trying to appease him.
"No need to flatter me!" He let go of her.
Qin Yige linked her arm with his. "I'm just looking, I have no other intentions. Don't hold it against me, okay! Good boy!"
"You still want to have other intentions?" He looked at the alluring woman coldly.
"No way. I'm just enjoying the view. You've shown me that like attracts like, and birds of a feather flock together. My husband is handsome, and his friends are all handsome too. I'm so lucky to have such a handsome husband!"
Shang Sheng snorted. He often heard flattery, but it was not easy to hear it from this woman.
He didn't argue with her anymore. "There's not much time left, go change."
She was currently wearing a phoenix crown and elaborate robes, and needed to change back into the main wedding dress.
She instructed the makeup artists and stylists to come in, and everyone began to get busy.
In the dreamlike banquet hall, with the host's voice, Qin Yige appeared in everyone's sight, arm in arm with Qin Shirao.
Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, the father and daughter stopped at the flower arch at the entrance of the venue.
While they had this time, Qin Yige and Qin Shirao began to whisper.
"Dad, don't you feel instantly more relaxed?"
"Yes, after all, I've married off my biggest trouble!" Qin Shirao said jokingly.
"Dad!" Qin Yige pouted in dissatisfaction.
"You're completely married off this time. Remember to be well-behaved at the Shang family's and live well with Xiao Sheng."
"Yige, we're not inferior to anyone, but you need to be aware of it and proactively treat Xiao Sheng well, understand?"
Qin Yige: "I don't quite understand."
Why didn't he go and educate Shang Sheng to treat his daughter well?
"Control your temper."
"Dad, who was it that said if your future son-in-law couldn't tolerate my shortcomings and temper, you wouldn't agree to the marriage?"
Qin Shirao was a bit embarrassed. "Dad didn't expect you to marry Xiao Sheng!"
"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng. I've never heard you call me Xiao Ge."
"What do you want me to call you?"