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After everything was hidden, she quietly waited for Zimo to return.

Zimo went to see his two nieces today. He had originally told her to go with him.

However, because of Shu Lei's matter, she didn't have the face to go, so she refused.

At night, Zimo came back.

"Xiao Jie, An An has been asking me this whole time, why haven't I seen you? Next time, come with me."

Zimo kissed Xiao Jie.

"Mm, Zimo, has something happened to Little Wan recently?"

Xiao Jie asked tentatively. She was afraid that her actions would affect the relationship between He Wan and Wen Yi Fei.

Looking at the report, she realized that not all men in this world were philanthropic. At the very least, Wen Yifei was a man who was infatuated with love.

Although he was the CEO of an entertainment company, there wasn't a single piece of gossip about him.

"It's all in the past, it's all my fault, but luckily it didn't make a big mistake. Xiao Jie, did you know that Qing Er, the girl that was born later on, was a genius?"

"Genius child? "That powerful?"

"Yeah, so I was thinking, if we were to get married, would it be... "Sorry …"

Zimo saw that Xiao Jie's eyes suddenly turned red, the envious words immediately turned into an apology.

"No, I've let you down. Zimo, let's break up. You go find a normal girl, and then you give birth to someone cute and beautiful …"

Xiao Jie covered her face with her hands.

She wanted to have a baby for Zimo, but she didn't dare tell him the big lie she'd told her earlier.

"No, Jie, Wan has two children. We can have one when the time comes, we don't need to have our own children."

Zi Mo kissed Xiao Jie's cheek. He was too envious of her, hence he had forgotten about her.

"Zimo, you can have your own child, as long as you find another …" Really, I'm not suitable for you. "

Little Jie cried. She knew that it was time for her to leave Zimo.

The romance between them might be coming to an end.

"Xiao Jie, stop spouting nonsense. Marry me and we will register tomorrow."

Shu Zimo was quite domineering today. He hugged Xiao Jie tightly in his arms, his tone full of arrogance.

"Impossible. The law doesn't allow it."

Xiao Jie's heart skipped a beat. It was good to be married, but the pre-nuptial checkup would leak out.

"Idiot, who said it, do you want me to properly study the marriage law for you tonight?"

Shu Zimo bit on his nose intimately.

He was already used to her presence. He had already treated her as a part of himself.

Whenever her illness flared up, he would stay with her.

"You want a prenuptial examination?"

Xiao Jie smiled embarrassedly.

"I can get someone to open that thing for me. Coincidentally, I have a best friend who's a doctor, so it's not a big deal."

Zimo smiled evilly.

"But …"

"You're not allowed to say that it's not the legal age yet."

Shu Zimo pointed at Xiao Jie's nose.

A few years ago, she went to fake marriage with her little sister because she hadn't reached her legal age yet.

Fortunately, it was not formed, or else it would be troublesome.

"No, it's just that it was too sudden and …"

"The marriage proposal ring, I had already brought it with me three years ago. You can't refuse it today, can you?"

Zimo smiled as he took out the marriage proposal ring from his inside pocket.

Seeing this, Xiao Jie felt that she had no reason to refuse anymore.

Marriage, wearing a white wedding dress to marry the person you love, is the dream of all girls.

Was she really going to have this day?

Looking into Zimo's hopeful eyes, Xiao Jie gently nodded her head.

God, please let me have a sweet, happy, prince-to-prince dream again.

Although he agreed to Zimo's marriage, he rejected it.

She only wanted to be her wife, even if it was just for a day.

Zimo is very considerate, do as she says.

He spent a week to take pictures of his wedding dress, but didn't send out any wedding invitations. He only invited Little Wan and her husband, as well as some of his good friends.

And Little Wan's two children had become her flower children.

There weren't many people, but Xiao Jie truly felt that she was the happiest woman in the world, the happiest bride.

The wedding banquet was only a simple table. There were no elders, no relatives, or friends, and only a few people who were participating in the wedding ceremony.

In the evening, they did not make a ruckus, although Xiao Jie hoped that everyone would make a ruckus and increase their happiness. Perhaps it was because of her ridiculous illness, but no one came to make a ruckus in her bridal chamber.

Zimo was going to have his wedding room in a hotel, but she didn't like it.

In her heart, only home was the warmest place, so everything was very simple.

Back home, after the bath, sit on the new bed, Xiao Jie is happy, but also afraid.

On the wedding night, candles and flowers were inevitable. If it really was done, Zimo would definitely discover it.

What should he do?

Just to sleep, like before?

Would Zimo agree?

She twisted her pajamas nervously with both hands as she listened to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

Before, Zimo had thought about it, but if she said no, Zimo would stop. But today, how could she say no?

Although HIV was sexually transmitted, there was now a condom. When she came back, she saw several boxes in the bedside table.

Looking at the wedding photo by the bed, Xiao Jie had the urge to get drunk.

Disorder after alcohol, is drunk, can you pretend that nothing happened?

Seeing that Zimo had not come out yet, Xiao Jie tiptoed out of the bedroom like a thief.

She took two glasses and poured two.

No matter what, he had to calm down first. He was truly worried.

When Xiao Jianming returned to his bedroom with two glasses of wine, Shu Zimo also came out.

"You … "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Xiao Jie's face was red, the wine cup in her hand shook non-stop.

"Xiao Jie, don't drink anymore today."

Looking at the wine cup in Xiao Jie's hand, Zimo naturally thought of that time a few years ago, he did not want to sleep until tomorrow.

"I didn't mean anything, I just …"

Xiao Jie was extremely uneasy, she knew what she was thinking just by the look in her eyes.

This time, she didn't mean it that way. She just didn't know how to face it.

"Wife, today is our wedding night. From today onwards, you are my wife."

Shu Zimo took the glass of wine and placed it aside, holding onto Xiao Jie's hand tenderly.

"I know, Zimo, don't tell me …"

"Call me husband, wife. I want to hear you call me husband."

Zi Mo lightly pressed on Xiao Jie's lips.

"Husband …"

Little Jie's voice was very soft, like the sound of a mosquito, as if she felt very embarrassed.

"Wife, I didn't hear it clearly. Can you speak up?"

Shu Zimo lifted Xiao Jie's face and wrote a gentle smile on it.

"Hubby, we must … Must that be it? "

Xiao Jie was blushing, Zimo only had a towel on him, her intentions were obvious.

"You want that?"

Zimo pecked her on the lips, smiling dubiously as he asked.

"What … what can't be done … we …"

Xiao Jie's face was as red as rouge. Zimo's arm wrapped around her waist, lifting her up and gently placing her on the bed.

"Zimo, you can't …"

Xiao Jie shook her head, at this time, she knew she could not hide it anymore.

"Wife, don't be nervous, I know you're tired. Tonight we'll be just like before, I just want to hug you and sleep."

Zimo's large hand, covered in a thin cocoon, gently slid across her eyelashes as he gently asked.

Although he was mentally prepared, Xiao Jie might not be.

He knew that this required courage, but even if he was infected, he would still be able to remain calm.

With a beauty in his arms, Shu Zimo's heart felt like it was on fire.

Xiao Jie's body tensed up, sticking closely to her Shu Zimo.

She felt that his fiery body was like boiling lava, about to melt her.

"Wife, can I kiss you?"

Shu Zimo finally could not hold on any longer. His free hand gently wrapped around Xiao Jie's slender waist.

"Hubby, it's a bit hot. I'll turn on the air conditioner."

Xiao Jie sat up, as though she wanted to escape.

"Wife, are you really that scared?"

Shu Zimo pressed down with his hand, pressing down on Xiao Jie again.

"Hubby, I don't want to harm you."

Xiao Jie bit her lips, she wanted him, but if she really did that, then the lie would be broken.

"Wife, I don't care. We are already husband and wife. Husband and wife are one."

Shu Zimo's body was burning uncontrollably. If he were to ask the world, who in this world would be so sad as a bridegroom?

"Hubby, come over then."

Xiao Jie closed her eyes, looking like she was about to die.

It was true. Under the dim light of the bedside table, Xiao Jie's trembling eyelashes gave off a feeling.

"Ai, my wife, go to sleep. I'm going to take another shower."

Shu Zimo finally gave up.

This was the best thing that could happen between husband and wife, but at this moment, it was as if Xiao Jie was facing an enemy.

Forget it, there's a lot of time to come. Let's just forget about it today.

Seeing Zimo walk stiffly into the bathroom, Xiao Jie's heart felt like it was being stabbed by knives.

She really wanted to give herself to him just like that. She really wanted to desperately hug him.

Tears welled up in her eyes when the bathroom door closed, and she decided.

No matter what would happen tomorrow, today was the day that she would make this wedding night perfect.

Wiping away her tears, she ran to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Zimo, come out."

Shu Zimo who was inside was undergoing the test of ice and fire. Although he heard Xiao Jie's voice, he did not open the door.

"I'm here, my wife. You sleep first, I'll be right there."

Soaked in ice water, Zimo decided to wait until Xiao Jie was asleep before going out, in case she got embarrassed again.

"Hubby, come out. I promise you."

Little Jie's body slowly slid under the door. She no longer lied. She decided to be an honest child.

When Zimo came out, Xiao Jie was crying on the floor outside the bathroom.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

Zimo picked up Xiao Jie with a pained heart and put her on the bed.

"Hubby, I'm sorry. I'm in the wrong. I've let you down. From the very beginning …"

"I'm not blaming you, stop crying. It's very late, go to sleep."

Zimo looked at Little Jie, who was blaming herself for her actions. His heart felt as though it was being stabbed by a knife. He was the one who was being disgraced, how could he only care about his own desires?

"Hubby, that's not it …"

"Shh, go to sleep. It's 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. We still have to catch a plane for our honeymoon."

Zi Mo turned off the lights and whispered into Xiao Jie's ear.

With her arms wrapped around Xiao Jie, Zimo didn't say anything else she wanted to say.

Xiao Jie bit her lips, not daring to cry or say anything. It was already 2 in the morning and Zimo had been busy with the wedding for the past few days. She could not bear to hurt him anymore.

Closing his eyes, he leaned his head against Zimo's chest. Go to sleep, wait for tomorrow morning when you wake up.

When the sound of Zi Mo's regular breathing reached her ears, she was still thinking selfishly about how to explain it to Zi Mo.

From AIDS to the threat of Shu Lei, Zi Mo probably wouldn't forgive her even if it was just these two big items.

Instead of living together in such agony, he might as well make a final decision and confess to Zimo.

The marriage was over. Her wish was fulfilled, and so was Shu Zhenhui. She no longer had any regrets in her life.

He gently removed Zimo's arm and walked barefoot into the study.

Turning on the computer, Xiao Jie wrote down what she had done to Shu Zimo all these years, as well as what she had done to help Shu Lei.

He had originally wanted to stay on the computer, but he was afraid that Zimo would not watch, so he printed out a copy.

Put your confession book together with Zimo's love letter on the pillow.

Zimo slept soundly today, and actually did not wake up.

Xiao Jie wanted to leave a kiss, but she stopped herself for fear of waking Zimo up.

She took her ID and bank card and left Zimo tearfully.

She knew that she would never be able to return.

Zimo would never accept her again, he might even seek revenge.

In the early hours of the morning, she decisively took the train south and left the capital, which she grew up in.