Chapter 401: Chapter 401

I don’t know what kind of enchantment was cast on my son. Wang Guihua got angry whenever she thought about it. But when she turned to see her husband’s stern face, she didn’t dare to show her temper and quickly put on a smile.

Gu Zishan said, "If you’re going to keep acting , you might as well go home. Saves everyone from gossiping and making a scene!"

"Enough, I don’t want to argue with you." Gu Zishan went off to greet his old comrades.

Wang Guihua, full of anger, could only endure it.

The wedding banquet lasted until the afternoon, and only then did it gradually come to an end.

Sun Chan and Gu Junming went to the new home arranged by the army and had some fun with Gu Junming’s colleagues for a while. Everyone looked at Sun Chan’s home decorations with envy.

The room wasn’t decorated in bright red and purple just because of the wedding; it was elegantly and beautifully arranged. Although the floor was concrete, the bedroom had a layer of light-colored linoleum, the best dark red solid wood bed, curtains and bedding matching the same light wheat color pattern as the linoleum, and the quilt was made of the best space cotton. The corner had a huge wardrobe filled with very fashionable clothes that even the pickiest Wu Qiong couldn’t find anything to criticize.

Next door was the study, with shelves full of books on fashion design and military tactics, placed on both sides, making it easy to tell whose were whose. Two chairs, two desk lamps, very cozy.

The kitchen, which women are most concerned about, also received praise, with newly made glass cabinets, a gas stove, and a big refrigerator!

Not everyone can afford these!

Even the simple thermos and kettle were top-notch, making Wang Guihua find it all too luxurious.

"How much did this cost? This couple sure knows how to waste money! Where did they get all this money?"

"Yang Xiong provided it. It’s not our money. Why are you dissatisfied?" Gu Zishan snorted coldly.

Wang Guihua pursed her lips, "Just throwing money away."

"What did you say... Forget it, I have nothing to say to you!" Gu Zishan walked away.

Wang Guihua’s jealousy made her eyes red; if her son had married a woman she found, it would be the same!

Everyone was in the living room, the largest area, fully equipped with a high-end sofa, TV, and coffee table, with several pots of flowers by the windowsill and a dedicated rod for drying clothes. Everyone praised the sight with repeated admiration.

"The decoration here is really nice!"

"Yes, they thought of everything. Even the trash can is more upscale than the one at our house."

Yang Xiong and others offered peanuts and melon seeds to entertain the guests, chatting and laughing, and only when night fell did the place become quiet.

Sun Chan was exhausted, changed out of her clothes early, and put on a set of white pajamas she had made herself, very lightweight and soft.

She sat in front of the dressing mirror to do her hair, brushing out the small bits of colored paper from her head. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt somewhat nervous; after all, it was the joy of a new marriage. She rubbed her face and smiled at herself. Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥

Unlike the panic and fear of her previous life, this time, she was more filled with anticipation and joy. But thinking about how after marriage, her husband would be on a mission, she felt a bit saddened.

Gu Junming came out after throwing up in the bathroom and washing his face. Seeing his little wife already changed and holding out a set of pajamas for him, Gu Junming smiled and took it.

"Yes, it’s new fabric from Han Dong’s factory. I thought it felt soft, so I made pajamas from it," Sun Chan laughed.

Thinking of Han Dong, who was completely drunk earlier, Gu Junming felt a bit uncomfortable, but he didn’t say anything, nor did he want to expose it.

"Today’s incident with Yang Yun didn’t go well, I’m sorry," Sun Chan said.

Gu Junming waved his hand, "No big deal, it’s Yang Yun’s own doing, it has nothing to do with you. But, do you think Han Dong had a hand in this?" Han Dong had a belly of tricks, and from the last time Yang Yun was caught in photos, he suspected it. But Gu Junming wouldn’t bother; she deserved it.

Sun Chan paused for a moment before saying, "Hearing you say that, it really seems possible. But if she hadn’t acted so unrestrained, she wouldn’t have been used by others. Han Dong did it for my sake, I’m aware, and won’t spread it. Let’s just keep it between us."

Today, Yang Yun came with rust preventative, who knows what her intentions were! If it weren’t for Han Dong, the situation might have been hard to handle, so Sun Chan appreciated his help.

Gu Junming nodded, smiling as he went to change clothes.

Outside, there was little light left; Sun Chan drew the curtains, making the room a bit dark. Just as she was about to turn on the light, Gu Junming somehow ended up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

Sun Chan was startled, then turned around, greeted by Gu Junming’s overwhelming kisses. By the time she regained her senses, she was already on the bed, body trembling gently, her fingertips pressing against Gu Junming’s back.

"Gu Junming... I’m not good with words. I want to say... actually I..."

"I know what you want to say." Gu Junming murmured, "From now on, we are one as husband and wife, never to part."

"Mm." Sun Chan nodded, whispering, "Will you always be good to me?"

"I will, I’ll always love and cherish you," Gu Junming, the rarely expressive, felt his ears heat up after saying this, making Sun Chan giggle as she initiated a kiss on Gu Junming’s lips.

Gu Junming’s eyes deepened, turning passive into active, deepening the kiss. Sun Chan felt her body heat up, and Gu Junming was somewhat nervous, never having been so intimate with a woman before. However, he had heard quite a bit normally, and coupled with the fact that there was no need for specific instructions to figure things out, with Sun Chan’s cooperation and guidance, he managed.

Sun Chan felt weak all over, like a puddle of water, softly calling his name, her voice like a little lamb.

Gu Junming became more excited, holding Sun Chan tightly, nibbling on her ear, "Darling, you’re finally mine."

Sun Chan was so embarrassed that she shut her eyes, only to follow his rhythm and continuously sink deeper, like a leaf in the wind; this was the first time she realized how happy it was to be a woman.

When everything finally calmed down, it was already late into the night, and Sun Chan, exhausted and unable to open her eyes, fell asleep immediately.

Gu Junming held his little wife contently, closing his eyes, thinking about the task, feeling a bit reluctant.

"Darling, I’ll definitely come back soon, wait for me." He patted her back and then fell asleep as well.

Meanwhile, Han Dong also rolled off a girl, lying down, feeling a bit overly energetic from drinking too much.

The girl was tormented to the point of tears but still felt very satisfied. Her snow-white feet nudged Han Dong’s knee.

Han Dong wasn’t in the mood for talking, "Just sleep."

"Han Dong." She sat up, her silky long hair brushing over his chest, "If you have anything on your mind, feel free to tell me. I’m willing to help you sort it out."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Han Dong saw her beauty, radiant like peach blossoms, surpassing even Sun Chan by three degrees.

He pinched the girl’s chin, "Want to marry me?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then giggled as if she heard something amusing.

"Why? You don’t want to? Many do."

"Han Dong, I see you’re really upset. Or else you wouldn’t be acting this way. Just sleep." She closed her eyes, leaning against him.

Han Dong said, "I’m just saying it because I’m interested now. If you don’t take the chance to agree, if I change my mind later, I definitely won’t acknowledge it."