Cherished Marriage

"What?!"

"What?!"

Two surprised female voices came from different directions.

Xia Weiyi stuck her head out, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at Ye Che.

Meanwhile, the old lady's face, wrinkled with anger, twitched uncontrollably.

"Ye Che, what do you mean?!" the old lady roared.

Ye Che lifted Xia Weiyi from under the blanket, picked up a shawl from the ground, and draped it over her shoulders. Then, very sincerely and matter-of-factly, he looked at the old lady.

"Get married! Grandma, your grandson was 'live-streamed' by your 'Inspection Team Leader' to so many people. Shouldn't we get a marriage certificate next?"

"You—" Just as the old lady began to speak, Ye Che immediately interrupted her: "Grandma, haven't you always taught me to carry out the Fourteenth Party Congress' policies, not to take a single needle or thread from the people, not to covet a blade of grass or a piece of wood from them, and most importantly, not to start something and not finish it, to never abandon..."

As he spoke, Ye Che covered his chest while praising himself.

"Ah, this young master has been fooling around for so long, but at last, I seem to have inherited the fine traditional virtues of you and grandfather! You should support me and praise me for it!"

'Pfft—' A snicker came from the crowd. Ye Che shot a fierce look in that direction, and Zhou Yun immediately covered her mouth and took a step back, shrinking down.

"I don't agree!" the old lady retorted sharply, her three words filled with resolution.

Ye Che snorted, tilting his head to look at her with his usual ruffian tone. "Grandma, I'm not asking you to remarry. What does it matter to me whether you agree or not?"

"You little rabbit—" the old lady was so angry she was nearly bursting into flames, but she couldn't bring herself to scold her grandson. Before the words 'little rascal' could fall, she ferociously turned her glare toward Zhou Yun: "Look what you've done! It's all your spoiling!"

Zhou Yun innocently rubbed her nose... thinking to herself, isn't this night creature Ye Che also a product of the Ye Family's venomous tongue gene?

Raised from childhood as if he couldn't be punished or scolded, fostering a sense of superiority as if he were 'the best in the world, unparalleled,' who exactly had spoiled him?

After scolding her daughter-in-law, the old lady turned with a sullen face toward Weiyi on the bed, and her words were even less merciful.

"Xia Weiyi, I warn you, don't think that just because you got Ye Che drunk and cooked the raw rice into cooked rice, you can marry into the Ye Family with dignity."

"The Ye Family has taken care of you for so many years, fulfilling our moral obligation. If you dare to have wild thoughts, hoping to cling to Ye Che to ascend into the skies and transform into a phoenix, let me tell you, there's no chance!"

Xia Weiyi, her head drooping dejectedly, listened to the barrage from her grandmother.

She was the victim, she was the innocent one. It was clear to anyone with eyes that it was a sober Ye Che who had taken advantage of her drunkenness.

Why did it seem as if she'd schemed to trick Ye Che into bed?

Besides, she already had a boyfriend, didn't she?

"Grandma, today is the joyous occasion of your grand birthday. Why bother getting upset over such a small matter and making yourself ill?" Xu Ziqing, looking every bit the caring little angel, took the old lady's arm. After glancing at the silently compliant Xia Weiyi, she smiled and offered her opinion: "Young Master Ye and Miss Xia are still young, after all. A misunderstanding due to alcohol is unavoidable. Especially for a proud son of heaven like Young Master Ye, it's natural for many girls to flock to him, so it's only right for him to have one or two female companions by his side..."