649: Ning Xinyou's attitude

Meanwhile, the Ning Family exploded with commotion upon learning that the groom had been switched from Yu Guili to Chen Xuan.

Ning Xinyou’s father, the Ning Family Head, frowned, his face full of displeasure: “What game is Yu Guili playing? Changing people at the last minute, isn’t he treating our Ning Family like a joke?”

Ning Xinyou’s eyebrows also shot up, her eyes filled with fury.

She avoided the Ning Family members and paced back and forth in her boudoir, her skirt swaying with her hurried steps.

“How preposterous! What does he mean by this? He swore he would marry me, but now he’s changed his mind at the last minute, passing me off like an item! This is an utter disgrace to me, Ning Xinyou, and to my Ning Family!”

Her voice trembled slightly, and her usually gentle face was now covered in frost.

Cui'er, Ning Xinyou's personal maid, watched her Young Miss cautiously from the side: “Young Miss, please calm down first. Perhaps there’s some misunderstanding.”

“Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding could there be? Yu Guili clearly doesn’t have our Ning Family in his eyes, even if Chen Xuan and I are just going through the motions!”

With that, she sat back down in front of her dressing table, looking at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, tears welling up in her eyes.

However, just as she was filled with grievance and anger, Chen Xuan's figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Chen Xuan’s slightly unruly yet warmly affectionate demeanor towards her, and the unique temperament he displayed on various occasions, gradually calmed Ning Xinyou’s emotions.

She bit her lower lip slightly, “Although Yu Guili’s actions are utterly detestable, if Chen Xuan were to marry me…”

At this thought, Ning Xinyou’s cheeks flushed slightly, and a strange emotion quietly sprouted in her heart.

Ning Xinyou tried to compose herself, knowing deeply the importance of this marriage to the Ning Family.

If she ruined the Family’s plans due to her willfulness, she would become a sinner of the Ning Family.

So, she took a deep breath and calmed her emotions:

“Cui’er, go tell Father that I agree to this marriage.”

Cui’er looked at her Young Miss in surprise, as if she couldn't believe her ears, “Young Miss, you… you’ve really decided?”

Ning Xinyou nodded firmly, “Yes, let them handle it as they wish.”

Cui’er acknowledged, then turned and hurried away.

Ning Xinyou looked at herself in the mirror again, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes:

“Little Xuan, since fate has brought us to this point, I want to see what kind of person you truly are.”

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Since then, Chen Xuan has been by Xia Chuwei's side in the Inner World, like a shadow.

Every day, he made sure Xia Chuwei had lavish meals (Immortals don't eat, you guess), and the days quietly passed in such warm, domestic tranquility.

As night fell, candlelight flickered, illuminating their embracing figures, and the room was filled with intimacy and affection. Every inch of air seemed infused with their deep love, and every part of Xia Chuwei’s skin was imprinted with Chen Xuan’s tenderness and love.

Days passed like fine sand, and the wedding date for Chen Xuan, Long Qingwan, and Ning Xinyou drew closer.

The night before the wedding, Chen Xuan lay beside Xia Chuwei, looking at her sleeping face, his heart a mix of emotions.

Because this time he couldn't tell Xia Chuwei the truth, otherwise she would definitely choose to complete Yu Guili, so that she herself would be the “first” to marry Chen Xuan.

He gently stroked Xia Chuwei’s cheek, his fingers slowly moving along her eyebrows, nose bridge, and lips.

As dawn broke, Chen Xuan carefully got up, tucked the blanket around Xia Chuwei, gave her a deep look, then turned and walked out of the room.

At the same time, Long Qingwan was in her room, adjusting her makeup in front of the mirror.

Her eyes held both anticipation for the upcoming wedding and a faint hint of nervousness.

But when she recalled the moments she spent with Chen Xuan, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards.

“Husband, we are finally going to be together in such an open and honorable way.”

Over at Ning Xinyou's side, Cui'er was busy preparing her wedding dress.

Ning Xinyou sat quietly by the bed, looking at the magnificent wedding dress, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

“Just going through the motions? Chen Xuan, what will you do? I hope you don’t disappoint me…” A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes, but more than that, there was a sense of… anticipation for the unknown?

In front of the Ning Family mansion, lanterns hung and decorations abounded, creating a lively atmosphere. Duan Fei, his face clouded with gloom, rushed over from a distance and went straight to where Yu Guili and Lin Feng were.

“Brother Yu, I just heard that you actually let that blockhead Chen Xuan marry Ning Xinyou and Long Qingwan? This is too absurd!”

“Absurd? What’s absurd?”

“I heard all about his actions in the ruins. He’s just a reckless young lad with no brains, always acting impulsively. Handing such a crucial matter concerning the rise and fall of our power to him is sure to mess things up!”

Yu Guili’s face darkened, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes, but he still suppressed his emotions and patiently said:

“Duan Fei, I’ve given this matter a lot of thought. You don’t understand Chu Wei’s temperament. If I were to marry Xinyou, she would surely cause a huge scene. At that point, all the various powers would be dragged in, and the situation would become uncontrollable!”

“But it can’t be him! Even Xiao Lin is better than him! What were you thinking?!”

“Hey, hey, hey, Brother Duan, you know me, I’m very much for my auntie…”

“So now you’re letting your auntie also…?”

“Sigh, I was also forced by the situation, and besides, my auntie is meticulous. With her keeping an eye on him, Chen Xuan won’t have a chance to mess around even if he wanted to.”

“That’s right, Duan Fei, my arrangement is for the greater good. If this marriage succeeds, we can form a strong alliance with the Ning Family, and our status in the Immortal Realm will rise accordingly.”

Upon hearing this, Duan Fei became even more agitated:

“Hmph, are you two so confident in him? Back in the ruins, if he hadn’t acted so stubbornly, would you have been chased so miserably by the Purple Spirit Goddess? Letting him get married this time, I see it as treating the future of our power as a joke. If something goes wrong, there’ll be nowhere to cry!”

Yu Guili’s expression turned cold upon hearing this: “Then what do you propose? Should you marry them?!”

When Yu Guili said this, Duan Fei immediately deflated like a punctured ball, taking a step back, his face alternating between pale and red.