"I will not marry Wen Shu!"
In the Yu family where the wisteria flowers were falling, the domineering female voice shook the air of birds and cicadas. In the docile summer of Qiuwucheng, the news spread throughout the city that two notoriously stubborn families were getting married.
"I will not marry Yu Yanyi!"
Suddenly, the rumors of confessions from the Yu family and the Wen family running in both directions were outrageous.
"Have you heard? Miss Yu said she would not marry anyone other than Mr. Wen."
"You dare to believe it! Mr. Wen said he would not marry anyone but Mrs. Yu."
The sweet talk between the two of them was extremely popular before the wedding, and the people in the whole city were waiting for the wedding.
That day, the alleys were empty, people were partying, and the alleys were packed with water.
Reluctantly, the two slept in a sedan chair and played cards in a bridal chamber. Wen Shu actually asked his younger brother Wen Zhichen to accompany his sister-in-law for fun.
"Brother Zhichen, am I good-looking?" The teasing words are the most frightening to a sincere answer, "I've always been good-looking."
"Who are you?" Wen Zhichen's eyes were red, and crystal tears burst out of his eyes, like flowers dancing in the cold wind in December.
The girl smiled like a flower, and the fragrance all over her body was not familiar to him. "I am your sister-in-law Yu Yanyi."
"She died in front of me. You are not Yan Yi."
"Seeing is not necessarily believing."
Intention: Everything is the best arrangement
