Chapter 50
Xia Leyang stood in front of the mirror, wearing a modified black tailcoat, letting the stylist adjust his bow tie. Shang Tingzhi sat bored on the sofa, flipping through the latest fashion magazine, with his right leg casually resting on his left leg.
“Is that person your friend?” the stylist asked quietly as he adjusted Xia Leyang’s collar.
“Yeah, why?” Xia Leyang glanced at Shang Tingzhi lounging lazily on the sofa through the mirror. Today, Shang Tingzhi was also dressed in a black suit, taking advantage of his muscular physique when dressed, which made his faint muscle lines incredibly sexy.
Xia Leyang, the little pervert, was already thinking about where to start unbuttoning Shang Tingzhi’s shirt tonight, but before he could decide, the stylist interrupted his thoughts, “Is he single?”
Upon hearing this question, Xia Leyang calmly appraised the stylist in front of him. This person seemed to be about his age, but his makeup was obviously heavier than his. He leaned in close to the stylist and asked mysteriously, “Are you interested in him?”
“Nah, just asking,” the stylist replied.
“You better not,” Xia Leyang straightened up, smugly adjusting his bow tie in the mirror, “His wife is standing right in front of you.”
The stylist looked between the two of them and said enviously to Xia Leyang, “Lucky to have such a handsome boyfriend.”
“More than just handsome,” Xia Leyang whispered, lowering his voice, “He’s good in bed, like a human pile driver.”
“Really?” The stylist’s eyes lit up, adding a touch of envy to his gaze.
Xia Leyang was about to elaborate further when Shang Tingzhi suddenly appeared behind him, asking calmly, “Not ready yet?”
“We’re good, we’re good,” Xia Leyang hurriedly straightened his posture and adjusted the tails of his coat.
Today was Xia Tianshui’s wedding, and Xia Leyang was Xia Tianshui’s groomsman.
When Xia Leyang received the news of Xia Tianshui’s wedding, he almost thought his sister had gone crazy. But when he saw the groom’s name—Xu Zhiruo, his first reaction wasn’t that his sister was crazy, but that Xu Zhiruo was crazy.
“What’s wrong with him to marry my sister?” Xia Leyang looked at Xu Zhiruo, who seemed nervous, with a complicated expression, sighing with regret, “He’s such a good lad, and he’s ruined by my sister.”
Shang Tingzhi pulled Xia Leyang closer and said, “Didn’t he confess that he’s been secretly in love with your sister for ten years?”
“Yeah,” Xia Leyang shook his head, “What’s even more unbelievable is that my sister actually liked him back.”
“I’m not mistaken, it was her first love?” Shang Tingzhi said, “Your sister thought he liked another girl, so she let go.”
“So melodramatic,” Xia Leyang crossed his arms and said with an air of seniority.
At last night’s bachelor party, Xu Zhiruo cried his eyes out, and Xia Leyang could tell that Xu Zhiruo genuinely liked his sister, Xia Tianshui. Although Xia Tianshui was a bit of a flirt, since Xu Zhiruo himself didn’t mind, Xia Leyang could only wish them well.
Moreover, Xia Tianshui seemed incredibly serious about Xu Zhiruo. She deleted all the handsome guys from her WeChat and even cooked for him personally. Less than two months into their relationship, Xia Tianshui proposed to him. The news of her marriage shocked everyone.
“The wedding is about to start,” Shang Tingzhi lightly tapped Xia Leyang’s buttocks, “Let’s go.”
“Wait for me then,” Xia Leyang grabbed Shang Tingzhi’s collar and pulled him down, “Don’t rush to take off your clothes when we get home tonight. I want you to wear a suit for me.”
Shang Tingzhi wrapped his arm around Xia Leyang’s waist, leaning close to his ear, “If you don’t want me to drag you to the bathroom and do it right now, hurry up.”
“Hehe,” Xia Leyang chuckled twice and trotted back to the groomsman’s group.
Xia Tianshui’s wedding was held in a simple manner, considering her level of wealth, it could even be considered modest. It was said that Xu Zhiruo didn’t want an extravagant wedding and preferred simplicity, so Xia Tianshui complied with his wishes and held the wedding at a local five-star hotel in Ruicheng.
Almost all the prominent figures in Ruicheng attended the wedding, including renowned metaphysical masters like Li Shan, Zhang Wenlun, Zhao Ying, and others. However, one notable absence was a former prominent figure in Ruicheng’s business world—Zhou Runhua.
Zhou Runhua’s cemetery could no longer be developed because General Li’s tomb was discovered underneath it, and personnel from the Cultural Relics Bureau were currently excavating it. Zhou Runhua himself was sentenced to life in prison for murder, but since he had gone insane and spent all his time holding a child that no one else could see, he was currently detained in a mental hospital. As for the former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, who conspired with him, he was also imprisoned for bribery.
The new campus of the First High School had been successfully built, and Xia Leyang donated a building in his own name and established a scholarship. Now, Xia Leyang had taken over some of the family business, and people outside referred to him as “Young Master Xia.”
However, compared to Xia Tianshui, Xia Leyang was still a bit inexperienced. So, when discussing business matters, he often brought Shang Tingzhi along with him. Over time, Shang Tingzhi earned the title of “Young Master Xia’s wife” because that’s what the employees of Xia’s company called him. This made Xia Leyang’s butt sore for several days, and he had to personally instruct his subordinates not to call Shang Tingzhi “wife.”
But as for the times when Xia Leyang himself wanted his butt to be sore…
“Mrs. Xia, how about some chicken tonight?”
The wedding was already in its later stages, and Xia Leyang slipped back to sit next to Shang Tingzhi from the groomsman’s seat. He sneakily groped Shang Tingzhi’s thigh under the table and spoke with a straight face.
“Do you guys play PUBG too?” someone at the same table casually asked, striking up a conversation with the two.
“Yeah,” Shang Tingzhi calmly pressed down Xia Leyang’s restless hand, “Every day.”
Xia Leyang pursed his lips, suppressing a laugh. He intended to retract his hand, but at this moment, Shang Tingzhi suddenly held his hand and stuffed it into his trouser pocket. Next to the trouser pocket was the source of happiness every night. Xia Leyang hadn’t expected Shang Tingzhi to be so bold, playing this game in broad daylight in the grand banquet hall.
Who is Xia Leyang? A little scoundrel brought out by Sister Ghost herself, not only learned “sit down and move by yourself” under the diligent teaching of Sister Ghost, but also mastered all the forty-eight techniques of the Edo period. How could he be scared off so easily?
He consciously reached out to explore between Shang Tingzhi’s legs, but Shang Tingzhi held his hand, preventing him from moving forward. He glanced at Shang Tingzhi strangely, and then, at that moment, he suddenly felt a strange sensation in his fingertips.
A few seconds later, Shang Tingzhi calmly took out a hand from his pocket, and there was a shiny silver ring on the ring finger of his left hand.
Xia Leyang was stunned for a moment, quickly withdrew his hand, only to see that there was also a ring on the ring finger of his right hand, shining gently under the bright light.
His upturned mouth couldn’t be suppressed anymore. Xia Leyang suddenly pounced into Shang Tingzhi’s arms, holding his waist, and looked at him with eager eyes, saying, “Madam Xia, why do I love you so much?”
Shang Tingzhi smiled, rubbing Xia Leyang’s back of the head, and said, “Wife, I love you too.”
-The end-