Female Lead Was Coaxed Away by the Villain Again [Quick Transmigration] 73p2

Chapter 73: Come and Snatch the Bride (16)-2

Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi lay on the bed, holding hands.

“I thought you would rush to do something,” Xie Liaoyi said.

“We should enjoy the atmosphere, are you in a hurry?” Jiang Zhiyan turned to look at Xie Liaoyi. “Does she not come out when we’re not doing anything?”

Xie Liaoyi looked away: “Who said that? I was just afraid of disturbing your heart-to-heart talk.”

“How can you tell us apart? I think we’re indistinguishable now.” She didn’t understand, she had been lucid for shorter and shorter periods recently, unable to distinguish herself, it was a difficult feeling to describe.

“Intuition,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“In any situation?” The other personality emerged. “Then who is this now?”

Jiang Zhiyan looked at her: “Want to play a game again?”

“It’s my turn to set the questions.” Xie Liaoyi sat up and looked at Jiang Zhiyan.

“Old Xie.”

Jiang Zhiyan, seeing her smile, said: “Little Xie.”

The other personality quickly disappeared, looking at Jiang Zhiyan with a blank expression.

“That’s a bit unfair,” Jiang Zhiyan said, grabbing Xie Liaoyi’s wrist. “It seems like we need special methods to determine.”

“Jiang Zhiyan!” Xie Liaoyi exclaimed.

She had said she would be the examiner, but when Jiang Zhiyan started moving, the initiative slipped from her grasp again.

Jiang Zhiyan’s voice was a little hoarse, a seductive whisper laced with honey.

“Why aren’t you asking questions anymore? Is it because the student isn’t trying hard enough? Did I get full marks, Teacher Xie?”

The bed was too soft, Xie Liaoyi couldn’t use much force, her whole body sinking into it. She wanted to escape, but her limbs were weak, her waist was powerless, and whenever she occasionally mustered her strength, trying to get up, she would quickly feel sore again, lose her strength, and sink back into the bed.

“Why… do you always seem so lucid?” Xie Liaoyi raised her hand and cupped Jiang Zhiyan’s face.

“Look again.”

The distance between them instantly closed. Before Xie Liaoyi could get lost in her eyes, she looked away.

The hairpins scattered on the floor.

Before losing consciousness, Xie Liaoyi realized she still didn’t know where they were.

“The Rong family’s garden,” Jiang Zhiyan said, holding Xie Liaoyi. “I went to talk to Mr. Rong, he sponsored quite a bit of money.”

“How are we leaving?” Xie Liaoyi leaned against Jiang Zhiyan. “I’ve been thinking about this recently.”

“We can only fake your death. If you just disappear and someone sees it, there will definitely be trouble.”

Xie Liaoyi half-closed her eyes: “You’ll send me off.”

“But I don’t want to hold a funeral for you, it’s unlucky,” Jiang Zhiyan said. “You’re still alive and well… Go to sleep, it’s our wedding day, don’t talk about these things.”

Jiang Zhiyan’s voice was muffled, and Xie Liaoyi patted her face.

Although it was an online wedding, it still made it to the hot search because it was so grand. Some people guessed that the wedding must have cost millions, some dug deeper into certain items in the wedding and found that they had never seen them before, they didn’t know if Jiang Zhiyan created them herself, or if she had negotiated with the game company to make them. Either way, it was very expensive.

Jiang’s parents also watched the wedding, then glanced at the invitation card placed aside.

“Why do they have to have two weddings?”

“They haven’t even graduated from university yet, and they’re making such a big deal out of it, so grand, what if they regret it later…” Jiang’s mother sighed.

“They won’t come to see us, and YuYu isn’t coming back either,” Jiang’s father said with a sullen face.

Jiang Yu was their biological daughter whom they had just found. After being brought back, she asked the Jiang family to bring her adoptive parents to City A as well. They had brought them over, and she preferred spending time with her adoptive parents.

“They’re all busy, Qiuqiu called me a few days ago, she’s busy with the company and preparing for graduation, she has a lot on her plate, it’s normal that she can’t come. Isn’t YanYan preparing for the wedding? She doesn’t have time either.”

Jiang’s mother paused, then continued: “It’s fine now, don’t expect anything else, it’s good enough that they invited us.”

“Hmph.” Jiang’s father was still unhappy. “They called us Mom and Dad for so long, and in the end, we’re invited as guests!”

“Then let’s not go.”

“How can we not go!”

The real-life wedding was more complicated than the in-game wedding, and the preparation time was longer. After consulting the Chinese almanac, Jiang Zhiyan set the date for winter. She asked the System to check, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would snow lightly that day.

Since Jiang Ciqiu separated from the female lead, Jiang Zhiyan rarely appeared in front of her. Their paths basically never crossed. To avoid disturbing Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi, Rong Ciqiu had completely moved out of the apartment, mostly staying near the company.

Rong Ciqiu was truly very busy. Jiang Zhiyan occasionally ran into her at school, and she was always in a hurry. After working for half a year, her temperament had changed greatly, gradually becoming more like the female lead in the book.

She didn’t see Jiang Zhiyan, so Jiang Zhiyan didn’t greet her.

It wasn’t good for someone who was about to die to be too involved with the people of this world.

The guest list for Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi’s real-life wedding was limited to one hundred people. Besides some unavoidable guests, the rest were people who truly cared about them, mostly Xie Liaoyi’s good friends, Jiang Zhiyan didn’t have any.

“You actually have so many good friends,” Jiang Zhiyan was a little surprised. “Well, it’s good.”

“The Vinegar King isn’t jealous?” Xie Liaoyi was surprised.

“I’m too busy feeling sorry for you to be jealous.” Jiang Zhiyan indeed didn’t like Xie Liaoyi having other people besides her, but hopes and reality were always different, Xie Liaoyi’s feelings took priority.

“They’re not really friends, they just helped me a lot in the past,” Xie Liaoyi poked Jiang Zhiyan’s nose. “So, no need to be jealous.”

On the day of the wedding, Rong Ciqiu stayed up all night, finishing all her work. Because most of the Rong family relatives weren’t invited, they were openly and secretly complaining about Jiang Zhiyan and Xie Liaoyi’s lack of consideration, some even gossiping to Rong Ciqiu. She directly recorded their conversations and sent them to Father Rong to handle. Elders’ matters should be handled by elders. She didn’t tell the two brides, afraid of affecting their mood, although she thought they probably wouldn’t care.

“She hasn’t come out for a long time,” Jiang Zhiyan said, standing beside Xie Liaoyi. They were alone in the room, the guests were outside, and Rong Ciqiu was in charge of entertaining them.

“Mm, perhaps her obsession has disappeared,” Xie Liaoyi looked at herself in the mirror, then at Jiang Zhiyan, staring at her for a long time. “Okay, I’ve engraved it in my mind.”

“Really? Look a little longer.”

Xie Liaoyi punched Jiang Zhiyan’s arm: “We’ll be late.”

Although it was their wedding day, it felt like the prelude to a farewell.

Jiang Zhiyan bent down and hugged Xie Liaoyi tightly.

Hearing a knock on the door, she sighed softly.

“I didn’t want to disturb you, but it’s time,” Rong Ciqiu said, pushing the door open.

“I know, thank you, sister.”

“No problem,” Rong Ciqiu said, yawning.

Jiang Zhiyan: …

Rong Ciqiu was very sleepy, but once outside, she perked up again.

“I suddenly feel like we’re not human,” Xie Liaoyi whispered.

“We can’t really be considered human,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“What?” Rong Ciqiu turned around and asked.

The two shook their heads simultaneously.

Rong Ciqiu rubbed her eyes: “I’ll join the company after graduation.”

“It’s our wedding day, let’s not talk about work.” She would run away immediately after graduation, why work?

Jiang Zhiyan sighed softly. Even after so long, Jiang Ciqiu’s resentment hadn’t dissipated, and it seemed to be intensifying because of work.

Jiang Zhiyan held Xie Liaoyi’s hand and walked onto the red carpet. Just as planned, light snow began to fall. Xie Liaoyi looked up in surprise and at Jiang Zhiyan.

“It’s really snowing,” Jiang Zhiyan said.

“Of course, how could I possibly miscalculate?” the System said proudly.

The wedding staff were also a little surprised. Jiang Zhiyan had insisted on the specific time, and they didn’t know why at the time, but now they suddenly understood. But how could it be so coincidental that it started snowing right now? The guests didn’t speak, but their eyes were full of surprise, looking up at the sky.

The snow wasn’t heavy, and there was no wind. The snowflakes fell gently, like part of the wedding’s ambiance, landing on Xie Liaoyi’s shawl and on their hair.

“Are you cold?” Jiang Zhiyan asked.

“No.” Xie Liaoyi’s smile was exceptionally bright. “It would be nice to have a wedding in the snow someday.”

“Okay,” Jiang Zhiyan nodded.

“Such a lack of decorum, who chats while walking down the aisle at their wedding?” Jiang’s father frowned.

“Leave them alone,” Jiang’s mother glared at him, telling him to shut up, then glanced at Rong Ciqiu not far away and sighed inwardly.

There was no emcee, the two walked onto the stage and proceeded with the ceremony themselves. They looked at each other and began their vows, their eyes only seeing each other, as if everything else around them didn’t exist.

The more beautiful the present, the more Jiang Zhiyan wanted to find all of Xie Liaoyi’s soul fragments.

She held Xie Liaoyi as if holding a lost and found treasure.

“Are you crying?” Xie Liaoyi asked, feeling the wetness on her shoulder, somewhat surprised.

Jiang Zhiyan had cried many times, but most of the time it was just acting, rarely a genuine expression of emotion.

Xie Liaoyi cupped Jiang Zhiyan’s face: “Ask the System to take a picture, then hang it in my room, I want to see it every day.”

“I hate you!” Jiang Zhiyan frowned and playfully hit her.

“There’s nothing to be sad about, it doesn’t hurt at all, I don’t even have those memories,” Xie Liaoyi ruffled Jiang Zhiyan’s hair. “And trust me, I’m not that fragile, waiting for you wasn’t painful, when a person has hope, every day is filled with happiness.”

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