Chapter 113: Full Moon

Upon hearing Yin Shushu’s words, I was momentarily stunned. What did she mean by that? I said nothing in response.

After speaking, Yin Shushu turned and left the hall without looking back.

The pale moonlight shimmered on the silver ornaments adorning Yin Shushu, casting cold sparks of light. Her black silhouette quickly vanished into the night.

Interestingly, until she had completely left, Yin Shushu never glanced at Liu Zhongguo and the others beside her. It was as if an unspoken understanding existed between them, treating each other as if they were invisible.

With Yin Shushu gone, I became the center of attention. A prominent businessman approached Bai Ranhe seriously and said, “Brother Bai, with such a prestigious son-in-law coming to your door, are you going to reject him? If you don’t want him, I can introduce him to my daughter.”

“Yes, yes, if you don’t cherish him, our Shanshui Group certainly does. My daughter is a perfect match for the Pi family. I can even present a betrothal gift to Yang Xi in advance.”

The other corporate directors, seeing someone making a move first, cast me looks filled with a fatherly kindness as they began to poach me openly.

“Enough, enough, where’s the master of ceremonies? Don’t just stand there dumbfounded—continue with the wedding!”

Bai Ranhe, realizing the situation and fearing I might truly be taken away by someone else, quickly called the MC over to resume the tea ceremony between me and Bai Xiaoli.

Since the previous two cups of tea had gone cold, the staff brought fresh ones and handed them to me.

Bai Ranhe pulled the still-stunned Li Xiaojuan to sit down and said, “Pi Yangxi is a distinguished guest. Don’t cause any more trouble, or I’ll divorce you.”

Li Xiaojuan had never seen Bai Ranhe so resolute. Hearing this, she dared not act out again and obediently returned to her seat, her expression difficult to read.

This time, the tea ceremony proceeded much more smoothly. After Li Xiaojuan and Bai Ranhe each accepted and drank their tea, they handed red envelopes to me and Bai Xiaoli respectively, marking the completion of our marriage.

As I took the red envelope from Li Xiaojuan, I noticed the dark aura on her face hadn’t dissipated; instead, it had grown even thicker.

I warned her gently, “Auntie, don’t wander around recklessly lately.”

Li Xiaojuan, still dazed from Yin Shushu’s sudden arrival, nodded blankly in response to my serious tone.

“Still calling her Auntie, you little brat,” Bai Ranhe said for the first time with a kindly smile, patting my shoulder.

According to the customs of Duhe City, after the wedding ceremony, Li Xiaojuan was to lead Bai Xiaoli to the bridal chamber to impart some knowledge about the wedding night, since Bai Xiaoli was still a pure maiden with no experience in such matters.

I, on the other hand, needed to stay and drink with the guests.

Just as Bai Xiaoli was about to leave with Li Xiaojuan, Chen Zhiqiang suddenly stood up and blocked her path.

“Ah, little sister Xiaoli, some things I really shouldn’t say, but given the circumstances, for your happiness, I have to speak,” Chen Zhiqiang said, glancing at the full moon outside the window.

Bai Ranhe, unable to tolerate the repeated provocations from the Chen family, snapped impatiently, “Chen Zhiqiang, have you caused enough trouble? I invited you here for a feast, not to stir up chaos.”

Chen Zhiqiang hadn’t expected Bai Ranhe to defend me. His face showed surprise before he said, “Uncle Bai, you don’t know yet. Pi Yangxi lives an immoral life. He already has another woman—and he’s gotten her pregnant.”