So, the wedding doesn’t really matter anymore.
Huo Yanshu said seriously, "We’ve already registered our marriage, the wedding just hasn’t been held, but the wedding between the two of us is a must."
He already owed Wenming, and now they’re married. If there’s no wedding, wouldn’t he be in constant debt to her?
He certainly couldn’t let that happen.
Wenming held his hand.
Her wish was simple; she just wanted them to be together.
As long as the rest of their lives are simple, happy, and beautiful, that would be enough.
And this time, this was their last interaction.
Xu Wei looked at the wedding dress and Chinese wedding dress that were delivered, feeling a strong sense of repulsion.
She grabbed a big pair of scissors and cut the dresses to shreds.
This was her way of resisting.
The servants saw this scene and turned pale, hurriedly going to inform Xu Shaodong, but Xu Shaodong remained calm, just asking them to clean up the torn clothes.
Not even five minutes later, new wedding dresses and Chinese wedding dresses were presented in front of Xu Wei.
At this moment, Xu Wei understood clearly.
No matter how she resisted, she couldn’t escape the fate of getting married; she could shred the dresses, but Xu Shaodong could have them replaced with new ones.
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Tomorrow, she must marry Jiang Xun.
Xu Shaodong no longer cared about her life or death, and Rong Yanqiao also advised her not to die, but living was so painful.
"Why do you have to force me , Xu Shaodong? You haven’t even gotten married yet; why force me to marry? You don’t want me to keep liking you, so I won’t like you anymore. Don’t make me marry someone I don’t love, okay? Being with someone I don’t like, doing things I don’t like, is really worse than killing me!"
Xu Wei sobbed uncontrollably.
She was truly miserable, feeling as though she was suffocating.
Xu Shaodong said hoarsely, "Men marry and women wed; I’ve long had a fiancée. You’ve never even had a boyfriend these years; only this can make you completely give up. Xu Wei, your mindset is twisted and abnormal, you need to return to normal as soon as possible, you know?"
Xu Shaodong’s expression was serious, even his brows revealed a trace of determination.
Seeing such an expression and hearing such words, Xu Wei felt like laughing, "Since you want to force me , don’t blame me when I get married tomorrow!"
"Xu Wei, are you crazy?"
Xu Shaodong roared angrily.
Despite being confined for so many days, even Rong Yanqiao had already compromised with Rong Qingze, but look at her, she was still so stubborn.
Xu Wei laughed bitterly twice, "Yes, I’m crazy, hopelessly crazy for loving you. I’ve liked you for so many years, and even if I don’t get a single response from you, I still like you. But you? You think I’m sick; how can liking someone be considered a sickness?"
"Xu Shaodong, I won’t die. I will live. As long as you dare send me over tomorrow, I will dare to tell everyone at the wedding that I like you..."
Xu Shaodong didn’t give Xu Wei the chance to finish speaking, he directly raised his hand and slapped her heavily across the face.
Xu Wei felt as if she had swallowed a blade in her throat.
Her heart felt as though it was pierced by thousands of arrows.
"Xu Wei, if you go mad, you can die now, but you’re dragging the Xu Family to accompany you in your demise. Our parents worked hard to build this, and even grandfather, are you trying to anger everyone to death?"
Xu Shaodong reprimanded Xu Wei fiercely.
It was an anger more out of control than ever before.
The crimson in Xu Shaodong’s eyes gave Xu Wei the feeling that he was about to strangle her.
"I really shouldn’t have agreed for you to become friends with Rong Yanqiao; look at what you’ve become following Rong Yanqiao!"
"At least they dare!"
Xu Wei gritted her teeth, retorting Xu Shaodong without hesitation.
Xu Shaodong slapped her again, "They don’t have a blood relation. Xu Wei, I think you’re truly insane. Are you hoping I’ll send you to a mental hospital now?"