When the confession on the night of March 26 was ntioned, Mu Yan felt a sweetness in her heart as if it were filled with honey.
She looked at Lan Xi, nodded, and said, "That’s right."
Lan Xi looked at her, feeling extrely complicated at the mont.
She truly shouldn’t have been friends with Mu Yan; when she was at her most miserable, Mu Yan was so blissfully happy it drove people crazy with jealousy.
The others also understood Lan Xi’s aning.
The confession that shook the entire city that night was known by everyone in Upper City, and even nationwide.
In private, they laughed at that rich second generation for being silly. With so much money, why not buy a luxury car or mansion to give to the woman, which would be much more practical than any confession.
Now it seems, the ones who were being silly were them.
To Brother Jiang, that amount of money was nothing, and making his woman happy was more important than anything.
Moreover, for his first wedding anniversary, it wouldn’t be excessive to let the whole city or even the entire world know.
This is what a double standard is.
Anyway, whatever Brother Jiang does is right.
Of course, they admired even more the woman who had conquered Brother Jiang!
At this mont, they finally beca curious about what kind of charm she had to make the top bachelor of Upper City walk into the halls of marriage with her without hesitation.
Mu Yan could feel several pairs of eyes on her, and at this mont, she raised her head and confidently t their gazes.
No matter how nervous she was inside, she couldn’t show any weakness on her face.
After all, she was now Jiang Jingheng’s wife, and if she didn’t perform well, it would make these people question his judgnt.
"Why get married so early?" Zhuang Yi suddenly asked.
He glanced at Mu Yan, probing as he asked, "Miss Mu, you look like you’re only about twenty-two or twenty-three."
Jiang Jingheng gave Zhuang Yi a glance and said coldly, "Are you saying I married the wrong person?"
Zhuang Yi’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly said, "I would never think that, it’s just surprising, that’s all."
"Yeah, we were also very surprised," Ning Ze quickly added.
It seed the atmosphere between Brother Jiang and Brother Zhuang was a bit off.
Jiang Jingheng lowered his eyelids and said blandly, "Did you all forget sothing?"
Dong Le and the others looked at Jiang Jingheng with a puzzled expression.
Ning Ze had a sudden flash of understanding, looked at Zhuang Yi, and said, "Brother Zhuang, you were late, you should be penalized with drinks!"
As he said that, he handed a glass of wine to Zhuang Yi.
Zhuang Yi was straightforward, taking the glass and drinking it all in one go.
"Brother Zhuang, that’s ten glasses in total, this is just the first one." Ning Ze picked up the bottle and helped Zhuang Yi fill his glass.
Zhuang Yi frowned slightly, "I don’t get it, why is this drink penalty increasing like vegetable prices every day."
"There’s no other way, Brother Zhuang. You’re always late," Dong Le said with a smile.
"Yeah, Brother Zhuang, if you have the guts, don’t be late, then there’s no need for the drink penalty." Ning Ze finished pouring the wine and smiled at him.
Zhuang Yi felt a bit helpless, "You try rushing from Upper City to Beijing, do you think I want to be late?"
"Alright, Brother Zhuang, stop making excuses, just drink." Ning Ze urged.
Zhuang Yi didn’t refuse anymore, he drank and put the glass down.
He glanced at Mu Yan, who was talking to Lan Xi beside her, not sparing him a thought, seeming to have no interest in him at all.
Or perhaps, she didn’t know him at all.
"Co on, Brother Zhuang, continue." Ning Ze filled his glass again.
Zhuang Yi ca back to his senses, picked up the glass and continued drinking.
In no ti, Zhuang Yi finished his penalty of ten glasses.
Arriving so late, naturally, everyone wanted him to have a good ti.
Mu Yan watched them, a group of n drinking, feeling a bit bored, so she and Lan Xi went for a walk.
Not long after they got up, Zhuang Yi suddenly stood up and said, "I’m going to the restroom."
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