183 Little Red Book

Harvest Condominium – Si Weimin's Apartment

Si Weimin pulled Xu Jia Li closer to him when he saw the tears pouring down her cheeks. They sat on the bed, arms wrapped around each other. After they ate at Grand Riviera Hotel, he surprised Xu Jia Li with their marriage license and a bouquet of white roses that he placed over her pillow. Earlier, before he picked her up at Sun and Star, he already bought the flowers after he took their marriage license at the bureau. The happiness in her eyes made him in drown in joy. He was really in high spirits as he gently wiped the tears from her beautiful face.

Xu Jia Li pulled out from the embrace as she looked at the red books on her hand. Their names were engraved in front and their pictures were inside. She gently traced the gold Chinese characters. Her eyes were misty as she asked in a low voice, "Is this really real? How did you get this?"

"I always have my way, Mrs. Si." He grinned as he winked at her.

"So arrogant!" Xu Jia Li chuckled as she rolled her eyes, still holding the little red books in hand.

"So, Mrs. Si, should we consummate our marriage tonight?" He teased as he wiggled his brows. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry when Xu Jia Li hit him on the shoulder.

"Pervert!"

Si Weimin laughed upon seeing the flustered look on Xu Jia Li's face. He pulled her closer, still laughing so hard.

"Are you happy?"

"Very…"

The smile in Xu Jia Li's face made him drowned in joy. Since it was Xu Jia Li who wanted to keep everything a secret, he called someone from the Marriage Bureau to prepare their certificates. He had to pull some strings to avoid anyone from knowing. He needed to be sure that their marriage won't hinder Xu Jia Li's revenge.

He also went to Spring Valley because Butler Ho called that Si Weizhe was there. He didn't know why he was there but it seemed that his youngest brother escaped the prying eyes of Grandpa Si.

He still didn't call back after receiving a message from his grandfather. It was probably about Si Weizhe. He cared less about the Zhous since he was in the seventh heaven right now. His dream of being married to the love of his life was enough to fill him with bliss.

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Xu Jia Li laid her head on Si Weimin's shoulder. They were already lying on bed when Si Weimin asked, "How did it go, love?"

"I discussed the contract with Meixu-jie but I told her to make an arrangement since I want to join in another movie."

"Won't you be exhausted with two movies filling up your schedule?" Si Weimin asked worriedly.

"I'll be okay, honey. I told Meixu-jie to move the filming of my action movie since I still have to learn martial arts."

"Do you need help?"

Xu Jia Li moved her head and faced Si Weimin. She looked at him as she moved her fingers on his chest. She smiled at him before she said, "Just always be by my side."

"I know…" Xu Jia Li brushed her lips on Si Weimin's lips, "Thank you, hubby!"

Xu Jia Li's eyes widened when Si Weimin suddenly deepened their kiss and pulled her on top of him.

"Call me that again, love." Si Weimin whispered on her ears before he kissed her on her neck.

"Hubby…" She whispered, her voice soundly so erotic, so sensual. She moaned when Si Weimin grabbed her breast, kneading and massaging her. She felt her body responded to the heat he was giving her. Soon, both of them were naked and her body was burning with so much desire.

She couldn't help but blush when Si Weimin positioned her on top. She didn't know what to do as she stared at him. He ran his hands all over her body, leaving trails of heat flooding her. She felt that intoxicating feeling every time he touched her. She wanted more. Her eyes focused on him, pleading for more.

Si Weimin sat up, arms wrapped around Xu Jia Li. He gently spread her legs, his manhood poking her entry. She felt so aroused that she dug her nails on his shoulders. She felt it when he entered inside. It was great. She could feel him even deeper as she moved on top him. Her body urged her to move, trying to reach what she desired.

They made love through the night, sweet and heart-racing, wild and mind-blowing. A moment that filled their hearts with contentment and love.

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The next day – Zhou Mansion

"Mom, don't tell me that bitch will be here again later! I can't stand being with her!" Zhou Bingbing wailed. They were inside her room since she resorted on hunger strike, trying to get the sympathy of her parents.

She had been fretting about his father being so close with Xu Jia Li. She couldn't take it anymore so she asked one of the servants to take Xu Jia Li's gift and burned it. However, the stupid maid didn't do what she asked and instead told Zhou Jiayin what she ordered.

It made Zhou Jiayin even more disappointed in her which caused her to stay inside her room for two days.

"I told you that there are so many eligible men out there. There is Han Zinian. Isn't he your childhood friend? Don't you have a crush on him? There's also the heir of the Lu Family. Why desire someone who doesn't want you?"

"Zinian? Of course, I like him! But it's just a petty child's infatuation! Lu Xin? Are you out of your mind, mom? I don't like him at all!" Zhou Bingbing wailed as she glared at Ye Lingling, "You don't understand, mom. Only Aunt Jinghua understands me! You and dad never care about what I feel!"

"It's because I love and care about you that I'm saying this, Xiao Bing! Don't make the same mistakes that I did." Ye Lingling bit her lips as she swallowed back her tears.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't have to know. Just know that all I want is the best for you."

"Don't give me that crap! If you love me, help me defeat that Xu Jia Li!"

Ye Lingling looked at the pitiful sight of her daughter. Her heart ached, Bao Jinghua's words kept repeating on her head. Was she really a bad mother? How could she take her daughter hurting so much when she could do something? She looked intently at the crying Zhou Bingbing before she spoke,

"Do you really love him?"

"Yes!"

"Then you're playing it wrong, Xiao Bing."

"What do you mean, mom?" Zhou Bingbing looked questioningly at Ye Lingling.