novelThis Wedding Must Go On
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As soon as Zhou Yao came out the bathroom door, he felt a strong wind headed towards him. He dodged by turning his body sideways, and the white pillow scraped past his cheek and landed on the carpet.
"Go and die!" Leng Zhiyuan's right hand came directly towards his heart.
Zhou Yao's vision was filled with the woman's raging face. This time, he did not avoid her, but faced her straight on and stood up straight."My bath towel is going to fall off."
He had no clothes on him, and only a bath towel was tied around his waist. As he spoke, his hand moved to remove his bath towel.
"Ah!" Leng Zhiyuan halted in her path and covered her eyes with two hands.
Ah, ah, ah!
She was going to break down.
"Hah!" Just then, she heard a chuckle.
She discreetly opened a slit in her eyes to see that he did not remove the towel at all, but rather he was squinting at her with narrow eyes seemingly like he was smiling.
"Scum!" She tried to attack him again.
But her pale wrists were caught in Zhou Yao's hands. He used his strength and she collided directly against his chest. His chest was as hard as iron and felt like it had infinite strength. His upper body was bare, and he did not wipe his body after taking his bath. Those tiny drops of water slipped down his rising bronze chest and went towards his perfect inverted triangle area...
Maybe because he had just indulged, his handsome eyebrows were lazy as he trapped her in his embrace. He raised the corners of his lips and directly reached out to touch her face."You'd better be quiet. I have no time to play with you now. If you fuel my anger again, do you believe that I will make you replace my hand?"
How would Leng Zhiyuan not know what he meant? This man was born with such a firm and unyielding appearance, but who would have known that he was actually such a wicked ruffian? Her eyes were blazing as she gritted her teeth and said, "Come on then. If you succeed, I will acknowledge your ability!"
Zhou Yao bent down to look at her face carefully."Why, are you looking forward to it?"
"Hmph!" sneered Leng Zhiyuan."It's said that men can last for this kind of thing for more than half an hour, but it seems that you can't. You can't possibly have been hollowed out by wine and women and are crippled now?"
Zhou Yao, who was questioned about his ability as a man, was not angry. He raised a sharp eyebrow and glanced down at his bath towel."What do you know? People don't even have any chance to envy my things at all. If I do you, it's your blessing."
As he spoke, Zhou Yao's eyes sharply scanned the room."This room is yours?"
"If not, then whose?" Leng Zhiyuan knew that his words were back to the main point. She squinted at him."Why do you have the key to my room?"
Zhou Yao furrowed his eyebrows and looked at her."How come you haven't left Myanmar yet?"
According to her temperament, she should have left last night.
"The flight is full. I'm going back tonight, " Leng Zhiyuan replied sulkily.
"Oh, the flight is full? Miss Leng, with the Leng family's power, even if the flight is full, your father could send a special plane to pick you up."
Leng Zhiyuan froze, then looked up at Zhou Yao."What do you mean?"
Zhou Yao raised his thin lips, and his eyes seemed to ask — You don't know what I mean?
Leng Zhiyuan suddenly understood, but just then, the door opened with a bang, and countless media reporters rushed in. The sound of the camera clicking went on and on.
"Major General Zhou, why are you staying in the same room as Hong Kong's Leng eldest lady? Are you two dating?"
"Miss Leng, looking at how frumpled your clothes are, it seems like the deed has been done. May I know if there will be good news soon?"
...
When Zhou Yao and Leng Zhiyuan flew back to T City, the news of them in the room in Myanmar had spread all over the city. All the headlines in the newspaper were speculating about the marriage — the marriage of strong unity between Zhou family and Leng family.
Soon, the Zhou family and Leng family spoke openly to the media. That month, the middle of the month was a lucky day when Zhou Yao would officially marry Leng Zhiyuan.
As the main party in this matter, Zhou Yao was locked in the house. He looked at the whole Zhou family coldly as they decorated the entire house. Every corridor was pasted with the word Xi to signify happiness for a marriage. The laughter of Old Master Zhou could be heard incessantly.
On this day, Zhou Yao sat at the dinner table having a meal with his family. Old Master Zhou handed Zhou Yao a set of design drawings."This is what you will be wearing on your wedding day. See which one you like."
Zhou Yao put his chopsticks down on the table and leaned his back into the chair. He lazily put one of his arms on the chair frame."Grandpa, what's the point of you doing this?"
Zhou's father, Zhou Anbang, and Zhou's mother, Hua Ling, stopped eating, and they quietly looked towards Old Master Zhou. They saw him taking his time to finish a bowl of soup, and then he said, "Our Zhou family is a military and political family, so the wedding is simple. I don't care for a western wedding. I have discussed it with Leng's father, and we have decided to have a Chinese wedding. The invitations have been sent out, and all the famous men in the military and political circles will attend it. The Leng family was open to persuasion, and we can't possibly treat others' precious daughter badly..."
"Grandpa!" Zhou Yao cried out.
"Hmph!" The Old Master Zhou suddenly got up and glared at Zhou Yao."You have to get married even if you don't want to. How could you try to leave when you have already slept with the young lady? The military has already approved of your marriage leave, so you'd better stay here obediently till you give me a big fat grandson."
Old Master Zhou left in a huff.
Zhou Yao's father, Zhou Anbang, quickly caught up with him."Dad, calm down. Don't get angry; it's not good for your health..."
Zhou Yao reluctantly bowed his head. Usually, when Grandpa was worried about his marriage, he would send photos and even send women to his bed. He didn't argue about it, but who expected this old man to get worse and go to such extremes this time.
How was he going to clean this up?
Hua Ling, the mother of Zhou, looked at her son and sighed."Don't make your grandpa angry anymore. Grandpa is definitely doing this for your own good, so you'd better obediently marry Miss Leng."
"Mom, why are you talking this way too? It's my marriage, not Frandpa's marriage..."
"Son, what are you talking about?" Hua Ling rebuked angrily."Weren't your father and I also matchmaked by your grandfather? You see, your father and I have been married for so many years, but we have never fallen out. Your grandfather's judgement will not be wrong. Besides, your grandfather had made up his mind this time. The old generals and teachers have already called to congratulate him. Those colleagues of your father in the city have also received invitations. Now, who doesn't know about your marriage with Miss Leng? Our family is not a common people's family. You can't have a single stain on yourself. Go and consider it clearly!"
Zhou Yao smiled bitterly. He understood what his mother said. That was exactly why he said that the old man had gone too far this time.
"Son, our Zhou family have always only had one son in each generation. Your father and I, including your grandfather, want you to get married first. You are already 27 years old. Besides, you really don't have any feelings towards Miss Leng? You have never let women get close to you, but why do you only get tangled up with Miss Leng and let your grandfather catch you red handed?"
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