Bo Cixue tiptoed and whispered in Ye Jie’s ear, “Behind Ah Xun’s skirt.”


  Ye Jie looked at Bo Cixue’s flushed face and pinched her lightly. “So obedient.”


  Bo Cixue glared at him. “Why do I feel like you’re coaxing a puppy?”


  He took her hand and kissed the back of her hand when no one was looking. “What about this?”


  Bo Cixue felt eyes on her and she put her hands on his chest to push him away. “I’m ignoring you.”


  Ye Jie wanted to say something, but Tang Mo walked over, his eyes moving between Bo Cixue and him suspiciously.

  “Why do I feel like there’s something between the two of you?”


  Bo Cixue took the opportunity to stay away from Ye Jie and Tang Mo.

  Ye Jie had one hand in his pocket and after saying where the shoes were, he looked at Bo Cixue.

  After Tang Mo found out where the shoes were hidden, he walked to the bed and lifted the long hem of Nan Xun’s wedding dress, finding the high heels inside.

  He threw his shoes on the ground. “It’s almost time.”


  He did not look at Nan Xun.

  Nan Xun did not care.

  …


  Tang Mo and Nan Xun’s wedding was not extravagant. They only invited important guests and friends from both sides.

  The two of them insisted on not reporting to the public and there were no media reporters at the scene.

  The wedding went smoothly.

  After the wedding, Bo Cixue and the others accompanied the bride back to her room to change her gown.

  After the change, the wedding banquet began.

  The bridesmaids and groomsmen followed behind the newlyweds, drinking the wine on their behalves.

  Ye Jie walked beside Bo Cixue and looked at her beautiful face, saying softly, “Drink less.”


  Bo Cixue nodded. “Don’t worry, I won’t let myself get drunk. Besides, won’t I still have you if I’m drunk?”


  A faint smile flashed past Ye Jie’s dark eyes. “You trust me that much?”


  “Of course,” she said proudly.

  Ye Jie shook his head helplessly.

  Perhaps, Tang Mo was in a bad mood, and chose to drink.

  But toward the end, his footsteps were clearly unstable. The groomsmen all stood up.

  Bo Cixue did not drink much. Nan Xun was from the workplace and could hold his liquor well, and Tang Wu had also taken some for her.

  At the last table, Bo Cixue walked to Ye Jie and was about to say something when she suddenly saw a slender figure from the corner of her eye.

  Bo Cixue’s eyes widened slightly.

  It was indeed hard to spot the woman who was sitting in an inconspicuous spot.

  But she was not an ordinary person. Her appearance and temperament were one in a million.

  The woman was wearing an A-line dress, her long hair tied into a low ponytail. She wore diamond studs on her ears and her makeup was charming. When she saw a group of people coming over, she smiled elegantly.

  Ye Yiren was a doctor and in the eyes of many people, she was a person who liked to take risks.

  She would go anywhere that posed danger. She had stayed in a war zone for several years.

  She was born into a noble family. She had a noble and elegant aura, but also a calm and easy charm.

  Bo Cixue did not expect to see her again at Tang Mo and Nan Xun’s wedding.

  Tang Mo was stunned to see Ye Yiren at the wedding banquet.

  He had drunk too much and was supported by Ye Jie. He could not come up wiht a reason in time and he looked at Ye Jie in a daze. “It’s not my fault…”


  He remembered that he had not sent her an invitation!

  Tang Xu walked over. “Brother, this is my benefactor. I remember you knew her before. She recently came to the capital for a medical exchange. When she found out that you’re getting married, I invited her.”


  Tang Xu was an illegitimate son of Father Tang and was also Tang Mo’s threat.

  Tang Xu had once been hidden too well by Father Tang’s mistress. When the Tang family found out about his existence, he already had his own thoughts and ambitions.

  He felt that he was part of the Tang family. Why should he give all the good things to Tang Mo?

  He wanted to take back what belonged to him.

  Tang Mo and Tang Xu were incompatible.

  He probably wanted to get together with Ye Yiren to build his own reputation.

  Besides Ye Yiren’s past relationship with Ye Jie, the Tang family did not dare to offend her as the princess of K Country.

  She came to attend the wedding so Tang Mo naturally could not chase her out.

  Ye Yiren saw Tang Mo subconsciously turn to Ye Jie as she walked over. Her expression did not change and she only deepened the smile on her lips. “I’m sorry for coming so suddenly. I hope the groom doesn’t mind. This toast is to you and the bride. I wish you a happy life and to be blessed with children.”


  Ye Yiren raised her glass and finished drinking heartily.

  …


  Bo Cixue walked behind Nan Xun and could not help glancing at Ye Jie from the corner of her eye.

  He drank on Tang Mo’s behalf with a calm expression. Ye Yiren’s appearance did not seem to affect him.

  Bo Cixue looked away and turned to Ye Yiren.

  Ye Yiren happened to glance at Bo Cixue and their eyes met.

  Ye Yiren smirked and greeted her, “Sister Cixue.”


  Bo Cixue nodded.

  Tang Wu, who was standing beside Bo Cixue, clicked her tongue. “She’s not very close to you. Why are she calling me so affectionately?”


  Bo Cixue looked down.

  When she first met Ye Yiren, Ye Jie had introduced her to the other. “This is Cixue, Uncle Bo’s daughter. She’s the younger sister I grew up with.”


  Later, when Ye Yiren saw her, she would always call her Sister Cixue.

  …


  Ye Jie drank a lot for Tang Mo, and his fair and handsome face was now slightly flushed.

  After the toast, he went to the washroom.

  Coming out of the washroom, he received a call and went to the terrace to answer it.

  Ye Yiren had just come out of the female washroom and when she saw Ye Jie, she followed him.

  His back was straight as he walked. He had grown up in the training camp and his posture was straight and handsome. Wearing a fitting suit, he had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Every inch of his body was smooth and balanced. He walked steadily and strongly, reserved and cold, showing the aura of a king.

  Time could make a man become more mellow and fragrant like red wine.

  Ye Jie stood on the terrace, his slender fingers holding the phone with one hand and the other in his pocket. He was talking to someone about work and there were no fluctuations of emotions in his cold voice.

  A few minutes later, he finished the call, turned around, and took a few steps forward before he stopped.

  Ye Yiren was standing not far away. Seeing him looking over, she nodded at him with a bright smile.

  She was wearing an A-line dress. When she stood up, her waist was quite slender. She was nearly 1.7 meters tall, her hands and legs long. Her body proportion was extremely good and after time and experience, she became even more elegant and feminine.

  She walked in front of Ye Jie, her smile deepening. “I’ve been in the capital for a few days and have been busy with the medical exchange. I planned to visit the King and Queen at the palace this weekend, but I happened to know that Tang Mo was getting married today, so I came over.”


  Ye Jie nodded, his expression handsome. “You don’t have to explain to me.”


  Ye Yiren’s smile froze slightly.

  She knew that he was cold and never had much patience for women, except for the ones he was closest to and cared about.