Extra Chapter

Song Ni learned by chance that the competition for wedding dress design that the old man had signed her up for was a scheme concocted by him and Tan Zheng together to trick her. Perhaps it was because she liked her creations to be unique, so Tan Zheng came up with the idea of having her design her own wedding dress, using the competition as a cover. As for how she discovered this secret? It was probably because Tan Zhaoye's tantrums had made her a bit restless, and while Tan Zheng was idly scrolling through his phone, he stumbled upon a post from a proposal curator who, after diligently planning a proposal, discovered it was orchestrated by her boyfriend. Most netizens felt the boyfriend was too much. Why make the girl painstakingly prepare the proposal scene while the boy reaped the benefits? Tan Zheng, who was meticulously planning a grand wedding for Song Ni at the time, panicked upon seeing the video. His plan with Bartery for Song Ni to design her own wedding dress was no different from the male lead in the video! He immediately called Bartery. Song Ni had already forgotten about the competition. After Tan Zheng's comeback competition went awry, she was then pregnant and waiting for Tan Zheng to wake up. After Tan Zhaoye was born, there were even more things to deal with, and she had long forgotten about the competition. Now that the matter was brought up again, Song Ni sensed something was amiss. Under her cold questioning, Tan Zheng was speechless. He wanted to smoke to calm his nerves but realized he had quit when Song Ni was pregnant. They were too familiar with each other; even without a word from Tan Zheng, Song Ni knew the answer. Later, she also learned the reason why Tan Zheng had slipped up. Her stern expression softened as Tan Zheng's clumsy actions, driven by his concern, broke through her defenses. She burst into laughter, unable to straighten herself. Tan Zhaoye, sitting on the carpet and babbling, watched his mother, not understanding anything, and joined in the laughter. Song Ni, smiling, picked up Zaozao. "Baby, your father is so silly." Tan Zheng: ... The man, laughed at by his wife and child, could do nothing. Furthermore, his exposure for meticulously preparing the wedding made him even more agitated. Later, Tan Zheng directly took Tan Zhaoye from Song Ni's arms, placed him aside, and then pushed her down onto the carpet to kiss her. Tan Zheng only let go when Song Ni was breathless. Song Ni, blushing, opened her mouth. "Mr. Tan, you'll corrupt your son like this." Tan Zheng remained unmoved. "Is it funny?" Song Ni pondered for a moment, then boldly replied, "It's funny." Tan Zheng nodded, then his large hand reached out and covered Tan Zhaoye's entire face, lowering his head to kiss her fiercely again. Song Ni: ... Tan Zhaoye: Ya ya... yi ya... yi yi... After the matter was exposed, Tan Zheng felt a reduction in his psychological burden. It was fine; he just wouldn't let Song Ni know what he was preparing. Song Ni didn't know the specific time or plan, nor did she want to be imperfect at her wedding. Upon learning that Tan Zheng was preparing for the wedding, she secretly went on a diet. Tan Zheng, upon finding out, severely reprimanded her and even made Song Ni stand in punishment. The eldest daughter of the Song family would never obey so readily. But Tan Zheng directly pointed at Tan Zhaoye, who was scattering rice everywhere, and said, "No wonder he hasn't been eating much lately. It turns out his mother is setting the example." Tan Zhaoye, who was playing with a spoon: ... Song Ni: ... In the end, Song Ni reluctantly stood in punishment for half an hour. Was it really half an hour? Probably not. After just over twenty minutes, Song Ni started to whine. "Honey, my back hurts." "Honey, I can't stand steadily." "Honey, how can this half hour be so long?" "..." Tan Zheng remained unmoved. Song Ni had a strong constitution; he had always known this. After Song Ni gave birth, Tan Zheng personally guided her through postpartum exercises, and he even learned karate to be her sparring partner. Song Ni was indeed not uncomfortable; she just felt that standing in punishment was silly. If Qin Yang and the others found out, they would surely mock her. So Song Ni widened her eyes, her eyes red, and pouted at Tan Zheng. "Honey, my waist hurts." This time, Tan Zheng had no choice. He threw the laptop on his lap aside, opened his arms, and said, "Come here." Song Ni, giggling, jumped directly onto the man's body. She knew Tan Zheng couldn't resist her coquettish and weak demeanor. She ran very fast, and Tan Zheng caught her steadily. When Song Ni was seated in his lap, Tan Zheng's hands kept massaging her waist. This was just an excuse for Song Ni, and now, being treated so tenderly by the man, she felt a little guilty. "Honey, my waist doesn't hurt anymore." Tan Zheng didn't stop his hands. He knew that Song Ni had a difficult time during her pregnancy. Her waist ached, her back hurt, and she couldn't sleep well at night. Although she had taken good care of herself and exercised after childbirth, her body was still not the same as before she had a child. Tan Zhaoye, seeing his mother sitting on his father's lap, opened his hands and babbled, wanting to be held too. Thinking of the suffering Song Ni had endured because of this child, Tan Zheng completely ignored him. Even when Song Ni wanted to reach for her son, he stopped her. "Let him crawl on the floor to digest." Song Ni: ... Tan Zhaoye: ... Song Ni eventually finished the wedding dress. It was already half-made, and it would be a shame to abandon it halfway. Besides, she genuinely loved the wedding dress she had designed. However, she made it secretly at her studio, behind Tan Zheng's back. After many late nights at work, Tan Zheng noticed something was wrong. Song Ni didn't want to tell him, so he pretended not to know. He had prepared two sets of wedding attire: a wedding dress and a Xiuhe suit. As for the wedding dress designed by Song Ni herself, Tan Zheng had other plans. He had originally intended for Tan Zhaoye to be their ring bearer, but he was too young. Tan Zheng couldn't wait for him to grow up, but Song Ni didn't want Tan Zhaoye to play an unimportant role on such an important day for his parents. Tan Zheng thought about it and came up with a win-win solution: have Tan Zhaoye crawl to deliver the flowers. After hearing this, Song Ni was silent for a long time. "Isn't that a bit inappropriate? Zaozao will blame us later." Tan Zheng chuckled, "He attended his parents' wedding; others didn't. What could he blame us for? If you don't let him be the ring bearer, he might blame us later." Tan Zheng wasn't lying to Song Ni. Given how clingy Tan Zhaoye was to Song Ni, he might compete with his father for Song Ni's attention when he grew up. Song Ni ultimately considered Tan Zhaoye's future dignity and devised a way for him to make his own choice. A child of that age, unable to even walk, how could he understand? Yet, miraculously, when Song Ni asked Tan Zhaoye if he wanted to be the ring bearer for his parents, Tan Zhaoye smiled, crawled across the entire living room, then struggled to stand up and grabbed the flowers in the vase. Little Tan Zhaoye began to learn to walk around that time. Thus, Song Ni agreed to the decision. Many years later, when Tan Zhaoye found the wedding video of Song Ni and Tan Zheng, he proudly showed it to his friends. By then, he was already a world-renowned ski champion. Song Ni didn't worry too much about the wedding; most of the arrangements were handled by Tan Zheng. Song Ni felt concerned and wanted to help him share the load. Tan Zheng, however, just pinched her nose and said, "You obediently focus on your studio work and stop trying to pry." Tan Zheng's secrecy was too good; Song Ni only knew that Tan Zhaoye would be their ring bearer and nothing else. Qin Yang and the others were like their mouths were sealed with cement; not a word could be extracted. The only one with a loose tongue, Lu Haoting, went abroad for a tour to avoid letting anything slip. So, those few months were the most complex for Song Ni, with various emotions intertwined. The day Tan Zheng asked Song Ni to hand over her studio work, Song Ni finally breathed a sigh of relief. The day had arrived: her wedding with Tan Zheng. Neither of them liked restraints, so Tan Zheng chose to hold the wedding by the sea. The way they picked up the bride was also quite unique, with a car race all the way, making it seem like some kind of competition to an uninformed observer. Upon entering the house, Qin Yang presented Tan Zheng with a series of challenges. The man didn't rush or panic, calmly performing push-ups with one hand on the ground in a fluid motion. The crowd was boisterous, saying not to let Tan Zheng use up all his strength, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to carry the bride later. Eventually, Song Ni, hearing the sound of car engines outside, couldn't hold back and urged them to let Tan Zheng off quickly. The accident back then had indeed caused Song Ni significant harm, but there were many dangerous things in the world. Tan Zheng's passion just happened to be a little dangerous. Life is short; one couldn't completely give up their passion due to some potential danger. Speaking of which, Tan Zheng sitting back in a race car was all thanks to Song Ni. Not only before the accident but also after it. The first time, Song Ni wanted to see the spirited and passionate man she knew before. The second time, Song Ni also wanted to see the spirited man. Tan Zheng without racing was incomplete. This was what Song Ni told Tan Zheng when he worried about the harm the accident might cause her. Getting sidetracked again, let's return to the wedding scene. Song Ni was wearing a white wedding dress, a very form-fitting and simple style. But in places others couldn't see, there was something special. There was a cut-out design at the waist, lightly covered by sheer fabric – a tattoo Tan Zheng had personally given Song Ni. In the same position, with the same pattern: a dragon leaping over a stormy sea. He had learned from a professional tattoo artist for a month for this. Song Ni had expected to be in Tan Zheng's passenger seat, but it was different. At the front of the entire racing convoy were two motorcycles. One of them was the very one Tan Zheng had given Song Ni back then. Song Ni and Tan Zheng exchanged a glance, and she understood his meaning, her smile widening. They didn't care about customs. In front of everyone, Tan Zheng knelt on one knee again, removed the high heels he had just put on for Song Ni, and replaced them with a pair of motorcycle boots. His movements were slow, and everyone could see his reverence and carefulness. After changing her shoes, the man scooped Song Ni into his arms with one hand and placed her on the motorcycle. "Mrs. Tan, are you willing to have a race with me?" Song Ni blinked. "What race?" Tan Zheng lowered his head and kissed her lips. "A race to grow old together, where neither of us falls behind." Song Ni had thought she might cry at her wedding, but she hadn't expected to cry so much. Tan Zheng said, "I am a lucky person. After exiling myself for five years, I was able to meet the person who gave me warmth again. That day, I sat on the second floor watching the young girl drinking, thinking, five years have passed, and the young girl has grown more beautiful and more capable. I smoked quite a lot that day. I thought it was because my hands hurt on a rainy day, but later I realized it was the irrepressible joy in my heart upon seeing you again. Perhaps fearing this joy would disappear if discovered, I smoked many cigarettes to suppress it. In the alley, I watched you, barefoot, take down three men, and I finished my last cigarette. At that moment, I thought I could never let you step on the ground barefoot again; I would handle everything. When you came to find me on the day of the rally, you were so silly, a grown person, you fell on the ground. You didn't recognize me, which was understandable. I was just a blind date. How could the proud eldest lady be willing to look at my photos? But I recognized you immediately. When I picked you up, I thought, this little girl is too light. I was very fortunate to be able to attract your attention and pique your curiosity, sparking your desire to explore. What about the rest? I always thought I had to find the perfect moment to tell you about the past and then love you wholeheartedly and give you happiness. But later I realized I was too persistent. You were already walking towards me step by step, understanding me, caring for me, and loving me. During that time, I am very sorry. My baby shouldn't have had such a hard time. You should have just stood there waiting for me to love you properly. But I still didn't do well enough. While preparing for my comeback, I overlooked the changes in your body. If I had noticed earlier, would things have been different? We've never discussed this. The time I was unconscious was the most regrettable period of my life. I brought you fear and torment. My love, you and our baby suffered a lot during that time." As he spoke, Tan Zhaoye, held by his grandmother, began to cry, wanting to go to his mother and father. Song Ni cried even harder. Because of Tan Zheng's choked voice, because of the tears in the corners of Tan Zheng's eyes. Afterward, Tan Zheng didn't continue speaking. Disregarding the itinerary and the officiant, he held Song Ni's waist tightly and kissed her, as if wanting to merge into one. In the end, Tan Zhaoye, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing, crawled over to deliver the flowers to them. Wedding night. Tan Zheng wasn't as impatient as Song Ni had imagined. He had drunk, but not much. As long as he didn't want to be drunk, no one could make him drunk. Song Ni finally understood the purpose of the wedding dress she had designed. As Tan Zheng, his eyes red, kissed her and undressed her, Song Ni was reminded of their first night together. That night, Tan Zheng had also removed her iris dress. Memories overlapped, and although the time was not long, they felt as if they had known each other for a very long time. Perhaps the five years Song Ni was unaware of were also included. However, the wedding night was different from their first night. Tan Zheng was tireless, always up for more. It made sense. Since he woke up, he had been taking care of Song Ni during her pregnancy until half a year after childbirth, Tan Zheng had restrained himself from being overly intimate. Afterward, Tan Zhaoye was too clingy, and they had very little time alone. They hadn't had such an intimate night in a long time. Song Ni could barely keep up, completely clueless as to how the man had learned so many strange and novel tricks. She was somewhat overwhelmed. She wanted to act cute and beg for mercy, but she forgot that one couldn't act cute in bed. How long they continued, Song Ni didn't know. When she woke up, she was on a plane. They were on their honeymoon, and Tan Zhaoye had been completely abandoned. They traveled to many places, eating, drinking, and having fun in different locations, then entwined in bed. Matters of the group, studio matters, and Tan Zhaoye were all left behind. After all, someone was indulging their recklessness. For during the time Tan Zheng was unconscious, both of them had suffered immensely. Song Ni had never suffered much since childhood, but the months Tan Zheng was unconscious were solely borne by her. No one could empathize, and no one could advise her. Tan Zheng always wanted to compensate for that period, but how? Song Ni lacked nothing. She had her dreams, her career, and a perfect family. She wasn't short of money or the love of those around her. Even Song Ni herself said that period had passed. But only Tan Zheng knew it hadn't passed and never would, because in the dead of night, Song Ni still had nightmares. Because every time she slept, Song Ni would hold him tightly, as if afraid of losing him. Song Ni didn't make a comeback later, but she gave her fans a huge surprise. She participated in a variety show. A show exclusively for her. It wasn't quite a variety show; more accurately, it was her life documentary. In fact, she had shared snippets of her daily life with Tan Zheng a long time ago, but Tan Zheng had not appeared then. This time, she boldly allowed Tan Zheng to be in the frame. There was no reason. After all, the entertainment industry had little, if any, impact on them. Her fans had stopped their desire to explore her private life after Song Ni's previous post. Backgrounds, were they necessary to dig up? No. It was better to just admire their looks. Wu wu wu! Brother-in-law is so handsome! One morning, Song Ni overslept. After finishing his workout and washing up, Tan Zheng entered the room. Seeing the woman still sound asleep on the bed, the man had a look of helplessness but more so of doting. By the way, Tan Zheng also had a change; he was willing to speak to the camera and record these trivial matters. At this moment, Tan Zheng looked at the camera and pointed at the person on the bed. "Your eldest lady is a little lazy pig." Eldest lady was still the term fans used for Song Ni. Tan Zheng stepped forward, placed one leg on the bed, and leaned down to pinch Song Ni's nose. "Little lazy pig, it's time to wake up." Although Song Ni had changed somewhat after becoming a mother, her true nature hadn't changed. Disturbed from her sleep, she was still very annoyed and swatted Tan Zheng's hand away. The sound was crisp, and the perpetrator turned over and continued to sleep. Tan Zheng wasn't angry; instead, he showed the camera his red hand. "I've been domestically abused by your eldest lady." If this were live, the bullet comments would be a string of "Poor brother-in-law, hahaha." Of course, when it was broadcast later, the bullet comments were even more varied. Tan Zheng had a method for waking Song Ni. He lowered his head and kissed Song Ni. At roughly the same time, he got up, but Song Ni only opened her eyes slightly before continuing to sleep. The man paused, lowered his gaze, and saw the hickey on Song Ni's neck, and understood. He had been a bit excessive last night, no wonder the previous method didn't work. So Tan Zheng got up, picked up a piece of clothing, and covered the camera. "Today's little lazy pig is exceptionally lazy. It seems it will take more time to wake her up." More time for what? Naturally, more time to kiss her awake. Tan Zheng was still inexperienced. Although the picture couldn't be seen, the sound could still be recorded. So, later, when Song Ni was editing, she saw this black screen with some blush-inducing sounds and called Tan Zheng over to scold him severely. This segment was not released and stopped at Tan Zheng covering the camera and saying, "Today's little lazy pig is exceptionally lazy. It seems it will take more time to wake her up." But netizens were very smart; this kind of artistic blank space gave them rich imaginative space, so much so that Song Ni couldn't bear to look at the bullet comments.