Chapter 774 419: Wedding Pranks and Groom Snatching

But at such a lavish banquet, as soon as the dishes were served, someone quietly exited.

He Yimeng: "Time flows, summer begins, spring hides. Today I realized I'm not as strong as I imagined. Only disillusionment and disappointment, complete disillusionment, genuine disappointment."

After sending a WeChat message to Li Peifeng, He Yimeng stood up to leave. At this moment, her emotions were complex; sadness and anger were certain, but there was no despair, because she had already anticipated it, because she understood the meaning of her relationship with Li Peifeng, that marriage doesn't necessarily signify anything; also because she wasn't the only one sad at the wedding, at least three women were as sad as she was, and this was a sort of consolation.

Incidentally, just as He Yimeng stood up to leave the table, those three women were also ready to leave.

Through Zhao Qingge's glance at them before stepping off the stage, the three had faintly perceived her negative intentions, and Huang Tianxuan wisely suggested leaving.

"I see people have no appetite, why don't we leave now... discuss that matter on the way."

"Okay."

The three bid farewell to Li Qiyuan and Yu Huizhi, the old couple didn't insist much, even felt secretly relieved.

Consequently, Wu Wenyue saw He Yimeng's back, and four disappointed women came together.

"Yimeng?! You came too?"

"Hmm, are you leaving too?"

He Yimeng glanced back, slightly surprised.

Wu Wenyue's expression was not very natural, as in her heart, she considered this woman a rival in love, yet now she was seen in a failed and embarrassing state, inevitably feeling a bit ashamed. So, Wu Wenyue did not answer directly, but rather changed the subject: "What have you been up to lately?"

"Manning, Sister Xuan..."

He Yimeng greeted the other two, then paused in silence, smiled slightly: "Busy accepting myself, busy confronting life, busy saying goodbye to love. Hmm, seems like we're all busy with the same things."

"..."

"Shall we find somewhere to chat together?"

...

The alliance of four failures left the wedding venue together, with Li Peifeng remotely monitoring the situation, unsure if this was good or bad for him.

But in any case, the wedding ended without any major surprises.

At four in the afternoon, Li Peifeng and Zhao Qingge returned home, both reeking of alcohol, collapsed onto the large bed in the bedroom, somewhat tired, but mostly relieved.

The wedding was finally over, from now on, they're truly husband and wife, rather than teacher and student.

Li Qiyuan and Yu Huizhi had already boarded a train back to Ningyuan with relatives, and Zhao Haiqi and Li Xin were probably at home counting the gift money, it's also time for this young couple to rest.

"How much did your family receive?"

Faced with Zhao Qingge's question, Li Peifeng, lying flat on the bed, gazed unfocused, somewhat absent-minded: "Just a few thousand dollars, my parents received it, I didn't ask closely."

"Oh."

Zhao Qingge glanced at him, seeing he was still seemingly pondering over something, not looking at her, simply adjusted her position to lie on her side facing Li Peifeng, gazing at him for a moment before closing her eyes, whispered: "I'm thirsty."

During the wedding toast, the two almost toasted at every table, and although beforehand they had watered down the Maotai, they drank a lot. Li Peifeng didn't get drunk, but Zhao Qingge was dizzy, throat tight, as she got out of the car at home, she was assisted in by Li Peifeng, a picture of needing tender care.

"Why tell me you're thirsty?"

Li Peifeng snapped out of his reverie but lacked romance, eyes refocused, looking seriously at her: "There's a water dispenser in the bedroom, just two steps away, serve yourself."

Hmm?!!

Zhao Qingge's eyes opened instantly, gaze filled with both anger and puzzlement; is this how you act just after getting married?!!

Li Peifeng reminded: "Do you remember what you should call me now? A two-word title."

Is that it?

Zhao Qingge's lips parted slightly, brow furrowed, apparently undecipherable, she reiterated: "Peifeng, I'm thirsty, can you get me a glass of water."

Li Peifeng remained indifferent: "Won't call me 'husband', won't get you water, even if you die of thirst I won't, we've agreed before, I proposed, and you should declare your love, but you didn't. Now the wedding is over, you call my parents mom and dad, yet won't call me husband or darling… why should I fetch water for you?"

Due to their complicated relationship and Li's complex emotional state, Zhao Qingge's role transition wasn't smooth. But now they've entered the hall of marriage, Li Peifeng naturally wanted to curb Zhao Qingge's occasional 'high-handedness'.

"You!"

Zhao Qingge looked at him angrily for about ten seconds, took a deep breath, eyes very disappointed: "You can even say something like 'die of thirst'? You've changed..."

Li Peifeng couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't nitpick words, besides, if you keep not changing, then I surely must change, otherwise, we've graduated, and there's still a teacher at home giving orders, I can't take that."

Zhao Qingge gritted her teeth: "You could take it before, but can't now?"

Li Peifeng didn't want to argue on his wedding day, so he didn't continue the conversation, merely waved it off: "You actually know your attitude towards me has always been problematic… don't want to talk to you, think it over yourself."

"No problem, I don't need to think!"

Zhao Qingge finished speaking, glaring at him, Li Peifeng wasn't willing to back down, staring back, the two played a game of who blinks first loses, until Zhao Duoduo couldn't resist blinking, Li Peifeng chuckled: "You lost."