"We voluntarily enter into this marriage, and from this day forward, we shall jointly bear the responsibilities and obligations bestowed upon us by matrimony: to honor our parents, to guide our children, to mutually respect and love, to trust and encourage each other, to understand and yield, to support each other through thick and thin, and to cherish each other for a lifetime!"
"Henceforth, whether in good times or bad, in wealth or poverty, in health or sickness, in youth or old age, we shall face all storms together, share all hardships, and through thick and thin, become lifelong partners! We shall uphold the vows made today, and we are certain we can uphold them!"
As the solemn and solemn vows concluded, Yu Wenli took a ring from his pocket.
He lowered his head and, with devotion and tenderness, placed it on her finger.
Wen Tingxue suddenly recalled the previous night, the scene of him staring blankly at the pull-tab of a soda can.
She guessed that was what he had been thinking about then.
Xiao A had taken many photos today, but her favorite was the candid shot of them exchanging rings.
At the sacred and romantic vow ceremony, a couple deeply in love, with all their heart and sincerity for each other, exchanged rings.
That moment truly encapsulated the meaning of love.
...
After completing the formalities and taking photos, Wen Tingxue wanted to give the flowers to the staff working today.
It was a feeling of overwhelming happiness that she wanted to share with everyone.
Xiao A understood, but 27 flowers, a number with such meaning, would be a shame to break up.
Just as she was about to say something, Yu Wenli's gaze swept over them.
Then, his voice, gentle and warm, responded, "If you want to give them, then give them."
Wen Tingxue immediately kissed him with delight.
Using the flowers to shield them.
Xiao A diligently captured every beautiful moment.
At the same time, she couldn't help but marvel that Miss Wen probably didn't research flowers, nor did she understand the meaning of 27.
Yet, even so, Mr. Yu never considered being perfunctory in such matters.
It was as if, despite wearing a hat and mask, he was still asked several times during the event, "Are you Yu Wenli?"
He chose to respond politely, hoping the questioner would not make a scene.
Rather than denying it.
He had never concealed his love and affection for her.
Even though he was a popular artist.
Perhaps, this was love that ran deep into his bones.
...
Hospital.
Holding their bright red marriage certificate, Grandpa Yu repeatedly said "Good" with spirits high.
His eyes showed obvious joy.
It washed away the sickly appearance he had carried for some time.
Wen Tingxue placed the last rose by his bedside and said, "Grandpa, you absolutely must see us get married. We're still waiting for you to name our child."
Grandpa Yu paused, then asked curiously, "When are you planning to have children?"
"Cough!" Yu Zhishu, who was drinking water, choked.
Once he recovered, he saw Song Ruining enter the room, smiling and saying, "We'll start preparing once we get the certificate."
Yu Zhishu: "???"
Grandpa Yu nodded happily, "Good, good, good. Seeing that you've also gotten your certificate, I can go and meet the little crybaby with peace of mind."
...
After lunch.
Song Ruining and Yu Zhishu went to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Wen Tingxue washed the dishes and prepared to head to the capital.
Yu Wenli hugged her from behind reluctantly, resting his chin on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Can you leave a day later? We just got our certificate today, it's our wedding night."
Although he wasn't in the mood for anything else.
Tonight was special.
He still hoped she would stay.
Wen Tingxue wanted to, but she was worried about Xiao Jiu and had to leave him for now.
"Then I'll try my best to come back as early as possible, okay?"
She turned, cupped his face in her hands, and affectionately nuzzled him, comforting him, "I'll be back as soon as I finish things, I won't leave you alone, mm?"
Yu Wenli smiled and kissed the corner of her lips, saying, "Alright, if you come back, I'll pick you up."
"Mm."
After tucking Grandpa in for his nap, Yu Wenli rode her to the airport.
The plane landed in the capital two and a half hours later.
Tang Mo Bai came to pick her up and urged her to return to the film crew quickly.
"A last-minute second female lead has been cast, and she's got a terrible temper. Even Director Chen can't handle her. I heard she's the young lady from the Yan family in Hai City, and she specifically requested you to do her makeup and styling."
"The Yan family?"
Wen Tingxue rubbed her temples.
Isn't that the family that's supposed to be in an arranged marriage with the Han family?
She let out an annoyed "tsk" and asked, "What's Xie Jinyi's reaction?"
Tang Mo Bai was puzzled, "What reaction could she have? That Third Miss Yan bullies her every day. It's good enough if she can keep her role as the female lead."
"Didn't Han Xianyun do anything?" Wen Tingxue sat up straight.
Tang Mo Bai shrugged, "I don't know. I heard he went abroad on business."
"No wonder," Wen Tingxue mused for a moment, then said, "Let's go to the film crew first."
Xiao Jiu's blood type had already been matched, and he was receiving a transfusion.
She could go a bit later.
Tang Mo Bai agreed, and the car sped off.
Clearly, that Third Miss Yan was not easy to deal with.
But Wen Tingxue remembered that it was the second young lady who was supposed to be in the arranged marriage with the Han family?
...
As she got out of the car, she bumped into Xie Jinyi.
She wasn't in good shape, and her gait was a bit awkward.
It was likely a lingering effect from performing high-difficulty actions while being forcibly suspended by wires.
After all, she had returned to work in less than ten days.
At that time, she had even had a big argument with Han Xianyun.
It was estimated that this Third Miss Yan dared to be so arrogant with the tacit approval of Han Xianyun.
The purpose was also clear: to make her back down.
But Xie Jinyi had always been stubborn about her work.
Han Xianyun had probably hit a wall and couldn't back down.
This led to the stalemate.
Wen Tingxue's mind raced, but she had no intention of greeting her.
It was Xie Jinyi who spoke first, "How is Grandpa Yu doing?"
"He's alright." When there were no outsiders, Wen Tingxue was always cold.
Xie Jinyi nodded as if accustomed to it, "That's good."
Tang Mo Bai still couldn't understand their relationship and urged, "Alright, stop talking for now. Third Miss Yan is already hurrying us."
...
They walked together to the makeup room.
They discovered that Xie Jinyi's personal dressing room had already been occupied by Third Miss Yan.
Xie Jinyi showed no sign of causing a scene.
Wen Tingxue didn't know if she was preoccupied or if she had already learned about the arranged marriage between the Han and Yan families.
"Why are you dawdling! Come in quickly!" Third Miss Yan's assistant beckoned impatiently.
Her demeanor was like that of someone ordering a servant, which was quite unpleasant.
Wen Tingxue suppressed her anger and followed her in.
As soon as she steadied herself, a glass cup shattered at her feet.
Fragments flew everywhere, and one piece grazed Wen Tingxue's ankle.
Blood immediately welled up.
"I heard you and Xie Jinyi are good friends?"
A haughty, domineering question came from the front.
Wen Tingxue lazily raised her eyes and stated the fact, "You cut my foot."
Third Miss Yan, Yan Xuxu, scoffed dismissively, "So delicate? A little blood won't kill you."
"Oh."
Wen Tingxue nodded obediently.
Just as everyone thought she was a pushover, difficult to handle, Wen Tingxue suddenly squatted down and picked up a piece of glass.
Yan Xuxu frowned, "What do you want to do?"
Wen Tingxue ignored her, holding the shard of glass, estimating the distance.
Then, with a skillful throw, she sent it flying.
Even if someone reacted and tried to stop her, it was too late.
A scream was heard as the shard cut into Yan Xuxu's calf.
Blood began to flow.
The scene descended into chaos, but Wen Tingxue remained perfectly calm, saying, "So delicate? A little blood won't kill you."
She returned her words to her.
Her gaze was icy and chilling.
Yan Xuxu was so frightened that she forgot to cry out.
Wen Tingxue casually grabbed a chair and sat down, looking at her and saying, "You called me over, didn't you just want to throw your weight around? What's this little injury? Why don't you just call Han Xianyun directly and see if he takes your side or mine?"
"Fourth Master will naturally stand by me..." Yan Xuxu began confidently.
Wen Tingxue coldly interrupted her with a sneer, "Is that so? Han Xianyun is having a spat with Xie Jinyi and is using you as a tool, and you really think of yourself as something? Yan Xuxu, do you not understand Han Xianyun's temper, or have you overestimated your position with him?"
The Yan family of Hai City was considered a prominent household, but compared to the Han family, they were still a notch below.
No matter how foolish Yan Xuxu was, she should have realized that Han Xianyun looked down on the Yan family.
The arranged marriage was merely for the benefits behind the Yan family.
If it came down to it, Han Xianyun would definitely protect his own.
Moreover, Han Xianyun and Xie Jinyi had no major conflicts; the current stalemate was simply because he couldn't gracefully back down.
If Yan Xuxu were to do something excessive now, like injure Wen Tingxue, Han Xianyun would certainly use the opportunity to deal with Yan Xuxu.
It would also serve as a way for him to save face.
Yan Xuxu's mind couldn't grasp the latter, but she could certainly grasp the former.
The atmosphere grew cold.
Wen Tingxue glanced at the wound on her leg and said, "It won't cripple you or break your bones. Consider it a welcome gift from me."
She had been in a terrible mood lately, and Yan Xuxu had insisted on stirring up trouble.
If she didn't deal with her, who would she deal with?
"If you want to cause trouble for me, just try. My network can't touch the Yan family, but can't it touch you?"
Wen Tingxue disliked using her influence to pressure others, but she had to admit it was the quickest way to resolve matters.
Yan Xuxu thought of her relationship with the Han and Fu families and silently closed her mouth.
She thought she was easy-tempered.
Unexpectedly, the reality was different from the rumors!
"Fine! Let's pretend this never happened. You can leave!" Yan Xuxu dismissively told her to go.
Wen Tingxue was about to say something more when Han Xianyun suddenly called.
Upon seeing the caller ID, Yan Xuxu's eyes flickered with panic, then with smugness, she said, "Why aren't you answering? Afraid Fourth Master won't take your side?"