Into the Night, Jiao Jiao Gets Kissed by a Business Tycoon
Chapter 92: Then Don’t Blame Me for Being Rude

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Then Don’t Blame Me for Being Rude

At noon, the wedding officially began.

Ran Shasha, in her pristine white wedding gown, slowly walked toward the stage, hand in hand with her father.

She wore a diamond-studded crown on her head, dazzling and bright, with a white veil that trailed to the floor, making her look as beautiful and pure as an angel.

Standing at her side, Ji Bai was clad in a gray and white suit, strikingly handsome with a gentle indulgence and admiration in his eyes.

Both stood out from the crowd, as though they were a match made in heaven.

Mr. Ran handed Shasha’s hand to Ji Bai, and the officiant began to read the wedding blessing, "Mr. Han, Miss Ran, do you wish to be each other’s one and only, for richer or poorer, in health and in sickness, to stay by each other’s side until death parts you?"

Simultaneously, they both said, "I do."

"Now please exchange your wedding rings."

Ji Bai and Ran Shasha each took a ring and slid it onto the other’s ring finger, then they exchanged glances, both revealing happy smiles.

"Now, Mr. Ji Bai may kiss Miss Ran Shasha," the officiant said with a smile.

Ji Bai looked deeply into Shasha’s eyes and gently captured her lips...

Ran Shasha closed her eyes, feeling the warmth from Ji Bai’s lips.

"Wow..." There was a burst of warm applause from below the stage, and countless flashlights did not stop twinkling.

At this moment, they were the world’s happiest newlyweds.

Seeing this scene, Xinan couldn’t help but feel her eyes turn red. She was happy to witness Ji Bai and Ran Shasha’s sweet moment, yet she felt envious.

She and Cheng Yi had been married for almost a year without even having a wedding...

Xinan cast a glance at Cheng Yi. His gaze was fixed on the newlyweds on stage, his expression indifferent.

Xinan pursed her lips, a trace of sadness flitting across her eyes. She picked up her glass and took a big gulp, then turned her head to look away, feeling somewhat distressed.

Meanwhile, the internet went wild as well. Images from the wedding scene of the Han family’s eldest son and the actress Ran Shasha had already spread across Weibo and various media outlets.

Although the netizens were shocked, they unanimously sent their blessings.

The reason was simple: the couple’s looks were just too striking, and the groom was none other than the Han family’s eldest son, a wealthy magnate.

In situations like this, it was inevitable to drink. Since many people from the entertainment industry attended the wedding, Xinan recognized quite a few. So, when she met a senior, she had to step forward to offer a toast.

Additionally, the drinks Xinan had consumed were not weak, so she was starting to feel a bit tipsy.

Seeing that Xinan’s face had begun to flush, Jiang Yurou spoke with concern, "Nannan, your face is red. Maybe you should stop drinking. If people come to offer a toast, let me drink for you."

"It’s okay. I’ve been in the entertainment industry for so many years; I can hold my liquor," Xinan said nonchalantly.

She set down her glass and then said, "I’m going to the restroom."

"Okay."

What Xinan didn’t realize was that, throughout the toasts, Cheng Yi had been silently watching her.

He observed the smile on her face, as she drank the toasts from others, as she talked and chatted with people, feeling an indescribable sensation in his heart...

After using the restroom, Xinan walked over to the washbasin to look at her reflection in the mirror. She touched her flushed cheeks, then took out her lipstick from her handbag to touch up her makeup.

Just then, the door to the restroom suddenly swung open.

Xinan turned at the sound and found herself face-to-face with the newcomer.

She was wearing a low-cut, misty blue minidress, her voluptuous wavy hair cascading seductively over her snowy cleavage. Upon seeing Xinan, she paused for a moment before sneering, "Wow, look who it is... if it isn’t the Miss of the Xi Family herself!"

If you asked Xinan who had been the most difficult person to deal with in her life, it would definitely be the person standing before her right now.

Her name was Shen Yan, Xinan’s high school classmate and also a member of their social circle.

In high school, Shen Yan had always had a problematic relationship with Xinan, often opposing her both openly and covertly.

Whatever Xinan took a liking to, Shen Yan would get her hands on by any means necessary.

For instance, there was a time when Xinan found a stray cat outside of school, pure white and utterly adorable. Xinan fed it once, and afterwards, it often appeared in that spot.

Gradually, Xinan got into the habit of carrying snacks like sausage biscuits in her backpack for the cat.

Somehow, Shen Yan got wind of this and took the cat home, making it her pet.

Later, when Shen Yan learned that Xinan and Cheng Yi were growing closer, she began writing love letters to Cheng Yi every day, sometimes even cornering him in the senior high building.

But Cheng Yi never gave her so much as a glance.

And as for those love letters, Cheng Yi never even opened them, either discarding them on the spot or they ended up in Xinan’s hands.

Back then, Xinan would go to Cheng Yi’s house after school to do homework, and when feeling particularly playful, she would rummage through his backpack.

It was during one of these times that Xinan came across Shen Yan’s love letters.

Xinan, with feigned casualness, turned to Cheng Yi, "Brother Yi, it seems like you’ve been receiving more and more love letters lately."

Cheng Yi was pouring her a glass of milk when he heard this. His gaze remained as still as water as he casually asked, "Have you finished your homework?"

Xinan pouted and began to read the love letters. When she saw Shen Yan’s name, her brows and eyes visibly furrowed.

"Brother Yi, do you know this Shen Yan?" she asked.

"I don’t," replied Cheng Yi, twirling his pen while solving a math Olympiad problem, not even lifting his head.

This response made Xinan breathe a sigh of relief. After finishing the letters, she threw them all into the trash can.

When Cheng Yi wasn’t paying attention, Xinan leaned in closer, wrapping her arms around his and cooing, "Brother Yi, you’re in your final year now, and dating can affect your studies. Couldn’t you just tell any girls who send you love letters that you already have a girlfriend?"

Xinan knew her reasoning wasn’t particularly strong, since even if Cheng Yi stopped studying altogether, he could still get into the country’s top universities with his current grades.

Xinan thought Cheng Yi would ask her why, but instead he said nothing, just humming low in response.

Initially, Xinan didn’t take Shen Yan’s little schemes to heart, not even deigning to glance her way, as her focus was entirely on Cheng Yi.

But sometimes there are people whom the more you try to ignore, the more they insist on showing up in front of you, coiling around you, rendering your peace impossible.

Like right now, as Shen Yan stretched out a hand to block Xinan’s path.

Xinan frowned slightly, "Move it."

"What if I say no?" Shen Yan provoked.

Xinan looked her in the eye, her gaze cool and distant, "Then don’t blame me for being rude."

With that, Xinan pushed Shen Yan aside, but even though she barely used any force, Shen Yan ended up sprawling on the floor.