If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

Jiang Lie patted her hand reassuringly, "It's okay, I can hold my liquor well."

After toasting at each table, Wen Yao felt his weight pressing down on her, so she quickly reached out to put her arm around his waist to support him, and asked worriedly, "Are you alright? Are you drunk? Let me help you to rest."

"Hmm, I am a little dizzy. Well, thank you for your hard work, my wife."

"It's alright, I'll help you."

His eyes were full of worry and heartache, which made the others feel a pang of sadness. After they left, they started talking about it: "No, I remember Brother Lie was someone who could drink several kilograms of liquor without changing his expression."

"How come they're all drunk after only a few tables of drinks? Has their alcohol tolerance decreased?"

One of the married men couldn't help but laugh and said, "Silly, he wasn't drunk at all. He was clearly trying to trick his wife into going to the room for some intimacy. Tonight is their wedding night; it would be a miracle if he got drunk."

"Don't worry, that guy is just faking it. He's not drunk at all. He's so cunning and ruthless."

"Oh, I see. Who said Brother Hunter was an honest man? I saw him lying so well, I didn't even realize he was faking it. Sigh, I was so naive."

"Tch, let's have a drink."

Wen Yao helped him to the bridal chamber. He was already sweating profusely. She had him sit on the edge of the bed and lean against the headboard. She then fetched some water to gently wipe the sweat from his face.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling any better? If you're still feeling unwell, I'll make you some hangover soup."

Jiang Lie peeked at his wife with half-open eyes, feeling sweet inside. He took her hand and pretended to be drunk, pressing it against his face and gently rubbing it, saying, "It's okay, wife, I can bear it."

"Your hands feel so nice and cool. Can you sit here and let me hug you for a while? I'm feeling dizzy."

Wen Yao had no doubts and obediently sat down beside him, reaching out to hug his waist and gently patting him: "If you feel dizzy, take a nap. I'll go see the guests off later."

Jiang Lie refused without even thinking. How could he let his beautiful wife go alone to see someone off? "No, that won't do. What I mean is, it would be more appropriate for me to go with you."

"Otherwise, outsiders might think I'm useless because I drink too much and laugh at me. I was just too happy today, so I accidentally drank a little too much. I'll be fine after a while."

"Yeah, when my wife hugged me, I felt much better."

"Um."

The two hugged for a while, but Jiang Lie felt his body burning hot, as if he was about to explode. He slowly pushed the other person away to calm his agitated emotions.

"After the guests leave, honey, you should take a shower. It's quite hot today."

Wen Yao hummed in agreement.

She didn't see the man's eyes suddenly light up, but she felt that he was really gentle and considerate, and she felt more looking forward to married life.

The two stayed in the house for half an hour. Jiang Lie took her out to see the guests off at the door. People left one after another, and the ground in the yard was messy and needed to be cleaned up.

Jiang Baozhu was sweeping with a broom when she saw them coming. She waved her hand and said, "My mother and I will finish cleaning the yard. You should go back inside and rest. There's not much work to do."

"It's alright, I'll go change my clothes. We'll pack together later. How can I let you and Mom pack while I go to rest?"

With more people working, the work was done quickly, and the yard was tidied up in less than an hour. Jiang Baozhu held onto Wen Yao tightly, chattering away and occasionally giggling.

Seeing her son's mournful eyes, Zhang Shuhua suppressed a laugh and pulled her daughter, saying softly, "Baozhu, it's getting late. Let your older brother and sister-in-law rest. We're going home."

"Oh, it's only two o'clock, why go back? I want to chat with my sister-in-law more. She's so funny, and there are so many fun things to do in the city."

...Oh, what a silly girl.

Jiang Lie handed over a box: "Didn't you want to get hair clips? I bought these for you. Take them back and have a look."

Jiang Baozhu opened the box and saw the cherry blossom hair clip she had been longing for. Her eyes lit up, and she jumped up and down, saying, "Big brother, you're so good to me! Haha, I love this!"

"Hmm, if you like it, go back and try it on."

"Okay, I understand. I'm going back with Mom and the others now. You all get some rest. Come over for dinner tonight. And don't you dare bully my sister-in-law, or Mom and Dad will give you a piece of their mind."

Jiang Lie said helplessly, "Alright, you're such a little devil. Go home without worry. Do you think I would bully your sister-in-law?"

"Okay, I'm leaving."

The courtyard gate was closed, and Jiang Lie locked it from the inside. He turned around and looked at her with a sticky, fiery gaze, as if he wanted to stick to her.

Wen Yao felt a little uncomfortable being stared at: "Ahem, what's wrong? I'll go take off my makeup. I'll boil some water for a bath later, do you want to take a bath too?"

Her voice was a little hoarse: "Okay, I'll wash myself clean."

"Um."

Jiang Lie followed behind her, watching her gradually remove her makeup, revealing porcelain-white skin. The smooth touch was still vividly etched in his mind.

He sniffed the back of her neck and inexplicably felt a tickle in his teeth, wanting to bite her and leave his mark on her body, so that her whole body would be imbued with his scent.

Wen Yao felt a little ticklish and couldn't help but push his head away: "Stop rubbing against me, you're tickling me, I want to laugh~~"

"Okay, I'll go boil some water for your bath."

The man strode away, his retreating figure conveying a sense of urgency.

Wen Yao took off her hair accessory and let her hair down. She thought she'd wash her hair later, otherwise it would be even more awkward if the two of them just stared at each other.

The sound of running water came from the shower room. Jiang Lie poured hot water into the bathtub and poked his head out: "Wife, your hair is long and hard to wash, right? Do you need me to wash it for you?"

"...Okay, thank you for your help."

"It's no trouble at all."

Wen Yao obediently lowered her head, feeling the pressure of the man's large hands massaging her head, and closed her eyes in comfort: "I'll wash your hair for you later, it feels really good."

Jiang Lie readily agreed: "Okay."

They took separate showers. It was already three o'clock when they came out. They sat on the swing for a while, and when their hair was almost dry, Jiang Lie pulled them to sit on his lap.

With my eyes closed, I leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat like a drum, and felt a sense of peace wash over me.

"Are you sleepy? Then take a nap. We'll go home for dinner at five."

Wen Yao hummed in agreement: "Okay, then remember to wake me up later."

"Um."

Jiang Lie's hand tightened slightly, his chin resting on the top of her head. Inhaling the faint scent of herbs, he unknowingly drifted off to sleep.

Around five o'clock, the two went to their in-laws' house for dinner.

Zhang Shuhua greeted them with a smile, "Come on, sit down and eat. Getting married is tiring. After you finish eating, go back and rest early. You must be exhausted after a long day."

"Okay, Mom."

"Hey, Yao Yao, have a chicken leg."

Wen Yao whispered, "Thank you, Mother."

Zhang Shuhua's smile deepened: "Baozhu, you should learn more from your sister-in-law. Her gentle way of speaking is so endearing. You should also try to control your loud temper."