Chapter 320 I am a Married Woman
Wen Jiao didn't drink. Shen Zhaoli replaced her white wine with flat Sprite. Wen Jiao tasted the sweetness, but now looking at Wen Yongwei's emotional expression, she felt a bitter aftertaste.

"Dad, don't cry. Isn't it a happy thing for me to get married?" Wen Jiao's voice was choked with sobs. She said, "Shen Zhaoli is very good. He treats me very well."

Wen Yongwei nodded repeatedly. He held Wen Jiao's hand tighter, choking and trembling, and said, "Dad knows. Dad knows that Shen Zhaoli is sincere to you, so Dad is so happy today. Jiaojiao, it's good to be in love with each other, but it's also good to marry someone who considers everything for you."

Wen Jiao's eyes were a little hot. She held back her tears and said with a smile, "Dad, don't worry. Shen Zhaoli and I will be happy. I'm not a child. I won't do stupid things."

Wen Yongwei's smile was more genuine, but his eyes were red, making him look sad.

"Our Jiaojiao is getting married soon, but daddy still thinks that Jiaojiao is still the little one who acts like a spoiled brat in daddy's arms." Wen Yongwei looked at Wen Jiao with emotion and said with a smile, "From now on, Jiaojiao will be an adult and she will have to learn to be independent. But if you encounter something unhappy, you still have to remember to go home and tell daddy, okay?"

Wen Jiao nodded repeatedly. She could no longer control herself and her tears rolled down as she listened to Wen Yongwei's words.

"Dad! I know. Don't worry. I will come home to see you often. You will always be the one I love the most."

The father and daughter spoke to each other's heart, so they hugged each other and cried during the wedding.

Shen Zhaoli was originally talking to several guests when he saw his wife crying from afar with a complicated look in her eyes.

The guests also saw it and joked with a smile: "Miss Wen is still like a child."

"Yes, Miss Wen has been living with Mr. Wen for so many years. Now that they are married, she will definitely be reluctant to leave."

"She doesn't have to be reluctant." Shen Zhaoli said lightly.

The two guests who were speaking were stunned, unsure of Shen Zhaoli's attitude for a moment.

In this marriage, Wen Jiao married into a wealthy family.

Although Shen Zhaoli put a lot of thought into this wedding, it was a marriage between two people whose social status was not evenly matched, and the man was two years younger than the woman, which inevitably made people hesitant.

"Mr. Shen said that men should get married when they are old enough and women should get married when they are old enough. We still have to learn to be willing to give up."

Shen Zhaoli's eyebrows were calm, he smiled, and his tone became calmer, "She doesn't have to be reluctant because I will move to the Wen family."

"Ah?" Not only the two guests who had just spoken, but also the others, looked at Shen Zhaoli in surprise.

Shen Zhaoli drank the wine in his cup and said, "Don't you know? I am marrying into the family."

Several guests were petrified on the spot, watching Shen Zhaoli walk towards Wen Jiao without any reaction.

It's simply a fantasy.

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The son of the Shen family married into the ordinary Wen family.

But Shen Zhaoli's words just now were serious and he didn't mean to be joking.

Everyone watched Shen Zhaoli walk away, their eyes filled with complex shock.

Wen Jiao was still crying while hugging Wen Yongwei. When she saw Shen Zhaoli coming towards her from a distance, she realized that she had lost her composure. She silently let go of her father and stood firm.

Wen Yongwei was much more sober now. He followed Wen Jiao's gaze and saw Shen Zhaoli walking over.

"Zhao Li," Wen Yongwei smiled, his tone apologetic, "I just said something that made me sad, and I couldn't help but hug my daughter and cry. I lost my temper."

"Dad, you're too kind." Shen Zhaoli had a beautiful smile, and his words were even prettier, "You've been both a father and a mother all by yourself, and it's not easy for you to raise Wen Jiao. It's only natural that you don't want to let her go." Wen Yongwei felt a lot better when he heard Shen Zhaoli say that. He smiled and said, "Zhaoli, you're so considerate. I feel relieved to entrust Jiao Jiao to you."

"We are all a family and we will live together in the future. Dad, it's really inappropriate for you to say such things."

Wen Jiao had just cried so much that her makeup was all gone. She was wiping her face with a tissue. When she heard Shen Zhaoli's words, she was surprised and asked, "Live together?"

"It's like this. Originally, I wanted to bring you and Wen Jiao to my place, but just now I saw how reluctant you were to leave each other, and I don't want to be a bad guy. Otherwise, I will live in the Wen family."

Wen Yongwei was completely sober. He coughed violently, covered his mouth with his fist and asked, "You just said you wanted it?"

"I want to move to the Wen family and live with you and Wen Jiao. Do you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind, but if this gets out, your reputation will be bad." Wen Yongwei said seriously: "You young people don't understand. Living in the woman's house after marriage will be misunderstood by outsiders."

"It's been misunderstood."

Wen Jiao frowned and looked at Shen Zhaoli's calm face, "Already?"

"I told them that I was marrying into the family," said Shen Zhaoli.

The confusion on Wen Jiao's face was gradually replaced by astonishment.

She had a lover whom she couldn't have when she was young, so after losing this person, Wen Jiao thought it would be difficult for her to fall in love with anyone again.

But at this moment, she looked at Shen Zhaoli's nonchalant smile and chewed over what he had just said over and over again. She actually felt the long-lost warmth in it.

The Hong Kong River becomes increasingly chilly at night.

Wen Jiao was sitting in the car and saw Shen Zhaoli's subordinates moving his luggage out of the villa.

"Have you thought it through? Do you really want to live with me at my house?" Wen Jiao looked at Shen Zhaoli, who was dozing with his eyes closed beside him.

He drank some wine, and there was a slight smell of alcohol around him, a low-alcohol, intoxicating smell.

Wen Jiao looked at him, feeling confused. "What are you thinking? Don't you need to think about moving out with me like this?"

Shen Zhaoli finally opened his eyes. There was a hint of tiredness on his face. He smiled nonchalantly, "What are you thinking about?"

"If you want to move out, will anyone think you've lost face?" Wen Jiao pursed her lips and whispered, "If you can move to my house, my dad will be able to see me every day, of course he'll be happy, but you..."

"Wen Jiao." He suddenly called her.

Wen Jiao was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"are you happy?"

"I" Wen Jiao couldn't say anything against his will, "I'm happy."

"As long as you are happy." Shen Zhaoli held Wen Jiao's hand and placed it on his forehead. "My head hurts after getting drunk. Rub it for me."

"It hurts so much, why are you drinking like this for no reason?" She said this, but her hands moved gently.

"Happy, I'm happy today." Shen Zhaoli smiled. He looked at Wen Jiao's pale face and raised his hand to stroke it gently. "I've already asked you to marry someone you don't love. I can't go further and trap you by my side, right? Wen Jiao, what I said to you before was serious. I care about sadness and joy more than anything else."