Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

In a small country separated by mountains and rivers and several nations, Mahadi stood with his hands on his hips, laughing wildly in just his trousers.

"What’s making you so happy?" Songg Qingwu walked in to see Mai laughing like crazy. Seeing him happy, a faint joy also spread across Songg Qingwu’s brow.

"I sent that witch, Chen Xiaoqian, a wedding gift, hahaha!" Mahadi continued to laugh, thrilled at the thought of that scheming witch falling into trouble.

"Oh?"

"I sent her a grand gift~" He finished, humming "None Shall Sleep Tonight" in satisfaction.

At dawn, I will claim victory! Victory! Victory!

The terrible idea the witch came up with had caused him a lot of pain! Finally, he had found a chance to take his revenge.

"Mr Chen’s treatment worked quite well." Songg Qingwu was extremely satisfied with Qian’s advice, even though he initially thought her diagnosis was quite absurd.

But after using it for a while...

Songg Qingwu’s dark eyes swept over a certain figure, growing deeper, and a hint of warmth seeped into his cold eyes.

Hmm, the effect was indeed good.

Songg Qingwu still owed Qian a favor. Just for this excellent effect, he felt that the cost wasn’t too high.

"Not good at all! That woman is just too unscrupulous, look at the mishmash of suggestions she gave you, she almost killed me!" Mahadi said arrogantly.

"Is it really that bad? Alright, I’m leaving." Songg Qingwu pretended to leave, causing Mahadi to explode.

"Stop! Get back here!"

"Didn’t you say it was terrible for you? I can’t bear to see you die."

"Then you’d better behave, I’m telling you, I have a temper, serve me well or I’ll kick you out!"

"As you command, my little prince..."

Looking at the proud person, Songg Qingwu was thinking that, hmm, such a good thing should be sent to their matchmaker as a gift.

Mr Chen will definitely love it.

Not really.

In fact, Qian was about to go crazy.

She was holding the box, ready to throw it out in the dark.

Yu Minglang watched her with a smile, stopping her with a single sentence.

"Are you planning to throw it in the trash? And then let the whole hospital know that you’re a woman with special hobbies? Although you are my wife, no one dares to say anything to you, but if I go out in the future, I’m afraid I’ll be under a lot of pressure with the public giving me strange looks..."

Qian froze.

She really didn’t want people to think she had such hobbies.

Just the thought gave her the creeps.

"I’ll drive out and throw it away."

Yu Minglang pulled her back.

"It’s late at night, don’t waste the beautiful time and scenery of tonight."

Considering tonight was also their wedding night, wasting time driving to throw things away really wasn’t a good idea.

Qian couldn’t help but imagine herself driving a little car, stepping into the moonlight like a thief, parking in a deserted place, looking around before getting out to dig a hole and burying these...

How did her good life come to this!

Damn Mahadi, she shouldn’t have been so lenient back then. She should have come up with more ruthless ideas to deal with that troublemaking Mai!

It took a lot of coaxing, but Yu Minglang finally convinced Qian. The box was thrown under the bed. Though it was hidden from view, it didn’t prevent Xiaoqiang’s curiosity from discovering it.

Don’t betray the goodwill of a friend, especially if it’s from an international friend!

Thought Xiaoqiang sneakily.

But before experiencing the "goodwill" of international friends, he had something important to do.

"Qian Bao, why don’t you put on the wedding dress?"

"Hmm?" She had changed out of it after taking photos, that thing was a bit cumbersome to wear.

"Put it on, be good." He planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Qian glanced at the one Shi Touyu had given, then at the wedding dress she had brought back, and decisively chose the latter.

After changing into the dress, Yu Minglang led her by the hand to the window, where the moonlight shone brightly outside.

"I didn’t tie our hair together today, let me make up for it now."

"Uh... there’s no need, right?" Suddenly being so serious made her a little shy, especially with his currently earnest expression, which made Qian’s face heat up.

"There’s a need!"

He held her hand, raising their intertwined fingers to the moon, and solemnly declared.

"I, Yu Minglang, am willing to marry Chen Xiaoqian, to love and cherish one another till death do us part, may the earth and heavens bear witness!"

The solemn oath made his face more dignified, and Qian also grew serious.

After he finished, he looked at her expectantly, implying it was her turn.

"Ditto." Qian earnestly said.

"..." Xiaoqiang had a black line over his face, "Wifey, can’t you be a bit more serious?"

"I think your vow is already impeccable. My heart mirrors yours, so, ditto."

So efficient, even copying wedding vows, Xiaoqiang showed strong dissatisfaction. He insisted she repeat it, before finally pulling her into a satisfied embrace, completing the hair binding ritual.

He personally untied the wedding tassel from her head, and they each cut a small lock of their hair, which they bound together with a red tassel. Ideally, this should be placed in a small embroidered pouch, but Qian had not brought such a thing with her when she came. Yu Minglang found a small plastic bag, placing their hair together inside, symbolizing their eternal bond.

"United in matrimony." He proudly held up the small plastic bag, grinning.

Qian quietly gazed at the hello kitty pattern on the plastic bag, in truth, it was a small bag meant for erasers...

"Is the ceremony complete?" Qian asked.

"Generally, there should be a thanking of the parents and a toast." For Yu Minglang, these steps might be delayed, but they must be performed.

"I’ve already thanked my parents, shall we handle my parents’ side later?" Qian wasn’t as serious as he was.

"Not later, today!" Yu Minglang promptly dialed his mother-in-law’s phone and launched into a thank you speech.

Before Qian’s mom could react, he hung up. Afraid he might suddenly thank her father, who was nowhere to be found, Qian swiftly changed the subject.

"Didn’t Aka already send some wine? Let me get it."

"Don’t move, I’ll get it!" At this moment, he couldn’t bear for her to be tired.

Yu Minglang fetched two small wine cups, and though it was an intimate ceremony, it had to be taken seriously, completing the steps.

The wine jar was covered with a layer of red paper, and pulling the celebratory red cloth revealed the true appearance of the wine jar.

"Did Aka win the lottery?" Qian admired.

This was a Qing Dynasty enamel wine jar, its surface beautifully painted with auspicious themes, perfectly matching the joyous atmosphere today. Such exquisite craftsmanship, if genuine, would be quite valuable.

"Over the years, she’s saved quite a bit. Seems she’s rich enough." Yu Minglang wasn’t concerned about its value, he just wanted to quickly drink the exchange of vows wine with her, and then enjoy their priceless wedding night.

The wine jar had a double-sealed opening, and after opening the first layer, inside was a piece of paper. Unfolding it revealed bold brush strokes indicating the writer’s skill.

"With this marriage, in one hall united, may the bond be forever joined, matched and harmonious. Witness today the radiant bloom of peach blossoms, with a household promising harmony, and may the future hold an abundance of children and prosperity. Here, to record the promise of growing old together, inscribed on a red leaf and recorded in the scroll of swans, as a testament!"

Read aloud by Yu Minglang, though he came from a business family, his grandmother was a well-known figure in the art world, so he was knowledgeable about calligraphy. He couldn’t help but admit, the handwriting was truly excellent, powerful as if about to leap off the page.

Qian was more impressed by the content, "Where did Aka find someone to write this? Isn’t this a copy of the blessing words from a Republican-era marriage certificate? The funniest part is, they even copied the ceremonial words, that’s just too unoriginal."