A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

In the restroom outside the military auditorium, several girls stood side by side in front of the faucet, washing their faces.

Zhang Yunxia looked up, her eyes still red: "I cried so much... The first thing my husband, Lao Chen, said when he came downstairs was to criticize me, saying that people who didn't know better would think I was giving away my daughter."

Ye Wenxi and Ding Jiahe also looked up, wiping the water off their faces; their eyes were red.

Ding Jiahe asked, "What should we do? My makeup is all ruined."

"What else can I do? I'll do your makeup again." Ye Wenxi tossed her bag onto the sink, took out a makeup box from it, and said, "I can do your makeup quickly, come here."

In just over ten minutes, Ye Wenxi gave Ding Jiahe a simple touch-up of her makeup.

Ding Jiahe changed into another set of clothes here; it was a toast dress that the clothing company had made for her.

It's not the traditional bright red style, but a set with a combination of red, orange, and gold.

The top is a Chinese-style stand-up collar and diagonal placket, with a fitted waist and slightly open cuffs. The placket and body are decorated with embroidery.

The embroidery features intertwined branches and lovebirds, meticulously hand-stitched by Li Yanyu and her team of embroiderers.

Ding Jiahe straightened her collar in front of the mirror, while Ye Wenxi helped her fasten the buttons from behind.

After leaving the auditorium, Ding Jiahe touched up her makeup and changed her clothes in the restroom.

"My God, I declare this outfit my family heirloom!" Ding Jiahe exclaimed, touching the embroidery on her body.

"I think it'll work!"

Seeing that the two had almost finished packing, Zhang Yunxia urged, "Let's go, the food at the cafeteria is almost ready, we need to go and take a look."

Ding Jiahe rubbed her stomach: "I'm so hungry."

"Just bear with it, weddings are always like this, we're too busy to eat," Zhang Yunxia said. "Isn't Aunt Lang already starting to cook at home? After we finish eating at the cafeteria, we'll come to your house for a meal."

The wedding banquet was held at the military canteen with twenty tables.

Ding Jiahe and Wang Hao went from table to table toasting each other with their wine glasses in hand.

He only drank a small cup at each table, just to show his appreciation, but after going around the table, Ding Jiahe was also a little tipsy.

The banquet lasted for about two hours before the guests gradually left.

No one wasted the leftovers; almost all of them were packed up and taken away by the military dependents.

After seeing off their comrades and friends who had come from afar, such as Ji Tinglan and Song Xiaotang, and settling both sets of parents back at the guesthouse, Ding Jiahe and Wang Hao headed towards their new home.

It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon when I got back to the second floor of the family compound.

In the new house, Lang Yuqin was busy in the kitchen.

She prepared a very high-class dinner for a few close friends. Apart from two vegetarian dishes to cut through the richness, the rest were all meat dishes, plus a bowl of canned sweet soup, making a total of ten dishes.

Not many people attended this private dinner.

Besides Lu Weidong, Ye Wenxi, Zhang Yunxia, ​​and Chen Yuanchuan and his wife, there was only Lu Weihua; there was no one else.

"Alright, everything's done." Lang Yuqin put the bowls and chopsticks on the table. "I've cooked the rice in the pot, so I'll take it now."

Ding Jiahe quickly stopped her: "Aunt Lang, you've really gone through a lot, you haven't even had a meal. I asked Xiaolan to bring you some back, you can heat it up with your family tonight."

"Oh, don't be so polite. I'm so happy to have cooked such a big meal and even paid for it." Lang Yuqin waved her hand and walked out with a smile. "Happy wedding, Jiahe, I'm leaving now."

After seeing Lang Yuqin off, Ding Jiahe and Wang Hao changed out of their formal attire and military uniforms and into casual clothes before finally sitting down.

"Oh dear, I'm starving!" Ding Jiahe immediately picked up a chicken leg, took a couple of bites, and exclaimed, "It smells so good! You guys eat up!"

"I'll eat too, I'll eat too."

For the first five minutes at the dinner table, almost no one spoke; everyone ate in silence.

The sound of chopsticks hitting the rim of the bowl rose and fell, and Ye Wenxi ate half a bowl of rice before she recovered.

After eating until he was about three-tenths full, Ye Wenxi squatted in front of him with a white wine bottle in one hand and a beer bottle in the other.

"Come on, let me show you a depth charge!" She filled a beer glass, then added a small glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and the foam bubbled out.

The crowd started making noise, and the atmosphere instantly became lively.

The meal lasted from afternoon until evening.

After drinking Moutai mixed with beer, everyone at the table got quite tipsy.

Zhang Yunxia's cheeks were flushed as she held up her cup and sang a military song off-key. Ding Jiahe leaned on Wang Hao's shoulder, laughing so hard she was almost crying.

The people in the room were all slumped over. Ye Wenxi was sprawled on the sofa, and Chen Yuanchuan's head was hitting the dining table, and he began to snore.

Lu Weidong glanced at his watch, patted Ye Wenxi, and then patted Chen Yuanchuan: "That's about enough, it's seven o'clock, we should head out."

Zhang Yunxia sat up abruptly: "Yes, yes, yes! Let's retreat, let's retreat!"

Ding Jiahe leaned back on the sofa, groggily opening her eyes: "Are we leaving? Won't you have something to drink?"

"Oh, you guys are busy, we're leaving." Zhang Yunxia grabbed Ye Wenxi's arm, while Lu Weidong supported her on the other side, and the two of them lifted the drunken Ye Wenxi up.

"Hmm...?" Ye Wenxi waved her hand groggily, then turned to Ding Jiahe and said, "I wish you happiness."

Ye Wenxi was being supported by the two men, and she sang a modified version of the song: "Are you sexually happy? I'm very sexually happy, but sexual happiness doesn't really have any logic! Let me tell you..."

Only Lu Weidong immediately understood her adaptation: "Quick...stop singing!"

"Hey? I think it sounds pretty good. Wenxi, can you teach me later?" Zhang Yunxia said.

"no problem!"

Lu Weidong: "........."

Wang Hao saw everyone off at the door, said goodbye to each of them, and then closed the door.

The room finally quieted down.

At this point, only two people remained: Ding Jiahe, who was so drunk that her eyelids were drooping, and Wang Hao, who was only slightly tipsy.

Wang Hao stood in the center of the living room, looking at Ding Jiahe who was slumped on the sofa with her eyes closed, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He walked over to the sofa and sat down next to Ding Jiahe.

He reached out and gently touched her face, turning her head towards him.

"young married woman..."

Ding Jiahe opened her eyes groggily.

She stared at Wang Hao for two seconds, then suddenly seemed to remember something, jolted awake, and was instantly pulled out of her drunken state, her face turning even redder in an instant.

"Um...you..." She pulled her hand away from Wang Hao's and stammered, "It's...it's time to take a shower."

"Okay, I'll go run the water."

"Huh?" Ding Jiahe was taken aback. "Use that to wash?"

"Yeah, right." Wang Hao smiled at Ding Jiahe, his expression a little amused.

"I...I...I won't shower with you. You go first," Ding Jiahe stammered.

"Okay~ You go ahead and wash them. I'll go tidy up the dishes."

"Oh...that's fine too."

Wang Hao got up and went into the bathroom, filled the bathtub halfway with cold water, and then threw in two electric kettles.

Soon, tiny bubbles rose to the surface of the water, which was warm to the touch.

Ding Jiahe dressed neatly and went into the shower, then closed the door behind her and locked it with a "click".

As Wang Hao cleared away the dishes, he turned to look at the bathroom door. He could hear the rushing water inside, but his heartbeat was even louder than the sound of the water.

He tiptoed into the bedroom and opened the bedside table drawer.

Wang Hao took out a few pieces of "small clothes" and examined them.

"Why...why are there different sizes? Never mind! I'll use the largest size!"