Chapter 236: The Most Hated Person
Song Zijin held Jiang Ruyan in his arms, hesitating. ’This girl is gorgeous, and her status is even higher than Sheng Yueyue’s.’
He and Sheng Yueyue hadn’t registered their marriage yet. If they didn’t perform the wedding ceremony today, it would be easy to back out. But if they went through with the ceremony...
Then, with or without a marriage certificate, there would be no turning back. Besides, until he found a more powerful backer, he didn’t dare offend the Sheng Family.
"Zijin, this girl must have heatstroke. Press the pressure point under her nose."
Song Zijie deliberately shouted in a panic, but he actually knew this shameless girl had fainted from sheer excitement.
He had overheard what Song Zijin and this shameless girl were saying earlier.
The Song family’s cousin was frantic. ’This cousin of mine is completely unreliable!’ he thought. ’Who brings a strange woman along when they’re supposed to be picking up the bride?!’
The Sheng family’s home was just as packed with guests as the Song family’s. In her room, Sheng Yueyue was eagerly awaiting the groom’s arrival to pick her up.
"Bride! You’d better get out there! Your groom is about to be snatched away by the Jiang family’s granddaughter~"
Song Zijie’s sidekick was no ordinary person. He bypassed everyone and barged straight into the Sheng family’s living room, hollering at the top of his lungs.
He had no intention of quietly pulling one of the Sheng family members aside. His boss loved to watch a scene unfold.
"Why are you spouting such nonsense?" Second Brother Sheng roared at the young man.
"Oh, I’m not talking nonsense. I saw it with my own two eyes. I just came over to give you a heads-up out of the kindness of my heart. But if you can’t appreciate a good deed, then just forget I said anything."
Mrs. Sheng was in her daughter’s room, and with all the commotion, it was impossible for them not to hear the shouts of alarm from outside.
"Mom, what should I do?" Sheng Yueyue was genuinely starting to panic. Ever since they got back from the Gu family’s home yesterday, Song Zijin had been giving her the cold shoulder.
’Damn that Gu Family,’ she thought. ’Once Song Zijin makes it big, just you wait and see how I’ll deal with them.’
"Yueyue, don’t panic. I’ll have your second brother go see what’s going on." Mrs. Sheng didn’t believe Song Zijin would actually call off the wedding.
Sheng Shiwen didn’t even wait for his parents to ask; he immediately got on his bicycle to see what was happening for himself.
From a distance, he spotted Song Zijin holding a girl in a white dress. He furiously pumped the pedals a few times to close the distance and confronted him, his anger palpable.
"Song Zijin! What are you doing? Why aren’t you on your way to pick up the bride?"
"Second Brother, Comrade Jiang was coming with us to pick up the bride, but she got heatstroke on the way," Song Zijin said, feigning calmness.
In truth, he was wracked with guilt. ’Why is my second brother-in-law here?!’
Just then, Jiang Ruyan was roused by Song Zijin’s ministrations, but she remained in his arms instead of getting up. "Comrade Song, what happened to me?"
Sheng Shiwen heard her sweet, delicate voice and looked at the girl before him. Her skin was like snow, her figure was graceful, and she had the refined beauty of a wild orchid and the pure elegance of a narcissus.
’So this is Miss Jiang,’ he thought. ’No wonder my future brother-in-law is delaying the auspicious hour for the bridal pickup.’
"Since Miss Jiang is awake, you should all head over to pick up the bride," Sheng Shiwen said, deciding not to press the issue.
Song Zijin: ...
With Sheng Shiwen right there, he couldn’t just ask Jiang Ruyan if she wanted to marry him instead.
He gazed at Jiang Ruyan, his eyes full of emotion, silently asking if she would marry him.
But the moment Jiang Ruyan saw Sheng Shiwen, she no longer wanted to marry Song Zijin.
The man before her was about twenty-two or twenty-three. He was not only handsome but also carried himself with a distinguished air.
"Second Brother Sheng, do you remember me?" Jiang Ruyan struggled out of Song Zijin’s arms and walked over to Sheng Shiwen.
"I remember. You used to visit your uncle’s house often. We even had a meal together once."
Sheng Shiwen did know Jiang Ruyan, because she used to visit Jiang Ruihao’s home every summer.
"Second Brother Sheng~ Can I ride on your bicycle to go pick up the bride, then~?"
"Alright, let’s go." Sheng Shiwen turned his bike around, planting one foot on the ground and placing the other on a pedal.
Jiang Ruyan hopped onto the bicycle’s rear rack and wrapped her arms around Sheng Shiwen’s waist, making Song Zijin’s eyes burn red with fury.
He couldn’t lose both the beauty and the bride, so he got on his new bicycle and pedaled toward the Sheng family’s home.
The group soon arrived at the Sheng residence. Song Zijin hurried upstairs and knocked on the bride’s door.
After he passed a red envelope through, the door opened. Following Mrs. Sheng’s instructions, the Sheng family didn’t put up much of a roadblock.
The bride was a stunning sight in a fiery red dress and a pair of high-heeled pumps.
Wedding gowns weren’t in fashion in this era, but Sheng Yueyue had seen the wedding dresses of a future generation.
She didn’t dare ask a tailor to make a white one, but she still broke with tradition and had a fiery red wedding gown made for herself.
Being confined by her father for more than twenty days did have one silver lining: her complexion had gotten a little fairer.
Today, a wedding matron had also threaded her face and applied several layers of egg white and white powder to her skin.
Dressed in fiery red, her beauty was a blend of liveliness, daring, and charm.
She was radiant from every angle, and thanks to the high heels, she projected an incredibly powerful aura.
In that moment, the bride, Sheng Yueyue, completely outshone Jiang Ruyan from the Imperial City.
The fact that Jiang Ruyan had chosen to ride on Sheng Shiwen’s bicycle particularly irked Song Zijin.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Song Zijin took Sheng Yueyue’s hand. After they bid farewell to her parents, he seated his bride on his bicycle and headed back to the Song family home for the wedding ceremony.
Sheng Yueyue shot Jiang Ruyan a defiant glance. ’So what if you’re from the Imperial City? Can you even compare to me?’
"Zijin~ I heard that on the way over, you were thinking of not picking me up?"
"Of course not. Comrade Jiang was coming with us to get you, and she suffered from heatstroke. Helping her delayed me a little, but I would never miss the auspicious hour."
Jiang Ruyan’s face fell when she heard this, but then an idea seemed to strike her. She forced a smile and said in a gentle voice.
"Sister Yueyue, don’t be upset. A groom should always prioritize his bride. It’s a good thing I woke up when I did. Otherwise, you really might have missed the auspicious hour for your wedding."
As she spoke, she shot Sheng Yueyue a smug glance, the implication clear: if she hadn’t woken up, the groom would have never arrived.
Sheng Yueyue was so furious she could have coughed up blood. Her fingernails dug deeply into her palms, and she clenched her fists so tightly that one of her nails snapped.
’The hatred in my heart won’t be quelled until that bitch is dead,’ she fumed. Previously, she had considered Gu Jiaojiao the person she hated most in the world.
But now... this bitch, Jiang Ruyan, had shot to the top of the list, claiming the number one spot as the person Sheng Yueyue hated most.
To be frank, Sheng Yueyue was no longer a polite person after her rebirth.
Besides, politeness was reserved for those who deserved it. For someone who tried to steal her husband from the get-go, she had no intention of being courteous.
"Miss Jiang, what exactly do you mean by that? Are you trying to steal my groom? Or perhaps you’d like to join us for the wedding ceremony as a trio?"
Sheng Yueyue’s questions were aggressive. Having been reborn, she no longer feared anyone. If she so wished, she could grind anyone she pleased into the mud.
Her old habit of playing weak wasn’t some strategic act of feigning stupidity to lower people’s guards.
Instead, she had been deliberately imitating the Gu Jiaojiao of her past life, trying to play the gentle, helpless damsel. Since playing weak wasn’t getting her anywhere, she might as well be brazenly arrogant.
"You... A person raised by pig farmers is truly something else. So crude and ignorant, completely unfit for polite society.
Let me tell you something. A worthless thing like you, don’t you dare think you can provoke me just because you have a pretty face. If I had wanted to, do you really think you’d have any part in today’s wedding ceremony?"
Seated on the back of the bicycle, Sheng Yueyue was so enraged she almost fell backward.