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Chapter 422 Group Wedding

Yang Rong leaned against him, her back pressed against his chest, her head resting on his shoulder.

Her breathing hadn't completely calmed down, and her fingers lazily fiddled with his hand resting on her waist.

"Do you think we'll win this time?"

"If once isn't enough, do it a few more times."

Fu Yibai lowered his head and kissed the top of her wet hair.

"Anyway, we have plenty of time tonight."

Yang Rong chuckled softly, turned around, and buried her face in the crook of his neck.

"Let's wait a bit."

They soaked in the bathtub for a while longer, until the water started to cool down before getting out.

Fu Yibai took a bath towel, wrapped it around her, and then carried her out of the bathroom in his arms.

He placed Yang Rong on the bed, spread out the bath towel, and she turned over, burying her face in the pillow.

Fu Yibai lay down next to her, and she turned over, resting her head on his arm and placing her hand on his chest.

After a few minutes.

"Yi Bai."

"Um?"

Her hand began to slide restlessly downwards again.

"Let's do it one more time."

Fu Yibai rolled over and pinned her down, looking down at her.

Yang Rong's eyes sparkled in the dim light, and a smile played on her lips that only the two of them could understand.

"Didn't you say we should hurry?"

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down.

"Then you can't be lazy."

The light from the bedside lamp cast two overlapping shadows on the wall.

The shadow swayed slowly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Yang Rong's voice came out intermittently, her fingers gripping his back, then loosening in a shiver.

When the room became completely quiet, Yang Rong was so tired that she didn't even want to move her fingers.

She curled up beside Fu Yibai, burying her face in the crook of his shoulder, her breathing gradually becoming even and long.

She fell asleep.

Fu Yibai reached out and pulled the blanket up to cover her bare upper body, gently patting her back with his palm.

The night outside the window was deep and dark, with the occasional sound of a car engine drifting in and out of the distance.

Fu Yibai closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when Fu Yibai woke up, Yang Rong was still asleep.

She nestled in his arms, her face pressed against his chest.

Fu Yibai gently pulled his arm out from under her head. She gave a muffled hum and turned over to continue sleeping.

He got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

The hot water washed away the lingering sleepiness.

When Yang Rong came out after washing up and changing her clothes, she was already awake.

She sat on the bed wrapped in a blanket, her hair disheveled, her eyes half-closed, and she seemed completely dazed.

"What time is it?"

"7:30."

Are you going to the company today?

"go."

Yang Rong nodded, wrapped herself in the blanket, got out of bed, walked barefoot to him, and tiptoed to kiss his lips.

"You must come again tonight."

"certainly."

Over the next few days, Fu Yi worked at the company during the day and came to Yang Rong's house to work hard in the evenings.

February 9, noon.

Fu Yibai had just finished a transoceanic phone call with Margaret, and before he could even put his phone down, a series of WeChat notification sounds exploded in his head.

He clicked on it and saw that it was a group chat for "Chenxi Family".

This is the company's artist group.

Dozens of messages have already been posted.

He scrolled up and his finger stopped on the screen.

Three photos, three wedding photos.

Huang Bo and Xiao Ou, Lei Jiayin and Zhai Xifei, Wang Baoqiang and Lin Rui.

That's right, because of the change in Wang Baoqiang's career path, his marriage partner is no longer that woman.

Lin Rui and Xiao Ou are both screenwriters for Chenxi, while Zhai Xifei is Lei Jiayin's classmate in college.

Deng Chao appeared the moment the three of them finished sending the photos.

"Holy crap! You three planned this???"

Immediately following was a message from Fan Binbin: "Brother Bo, Baoqiang, Jiayin, congratulations!"

Hu Jing immediately followed up with a string of rose emojis.

Liu Yan: "Congratulations! Sister Ou has finally tamed you, you little rascal @Huang Bo."

Qin Lan sent a laughing emoji covering her mouth: "Congratulations to the three of you, happy marriage."

Tang Yan sent three screaming emojis in a row: "Oh my god! What's going on! What kind of auspicious day is today?!"

Yang Mi followed closely behind: "Congratulations to the three brothers! Their wives are all so beautiful!"

Chen Xiaofa gave a row of thumbs up: "Brother Bo has finally been certified to work. He can no longer call himself a single aristocrat."

Zhang Ruoyun also chimed in: "Congratulations, Brother Bo! Congratulations, Brother Baoqiang! Congratulations, Brother Jiayin!"

Lin Wei: "Congratulations to the three of you, happy marriage."

If you need to coordinate your honeymoon schedule, please let me know in advance.

The group chat was flooded with messages of blessings and cheers.

Huang Bo posted a cigarette emoji: "Brothers, ladies, today I, Huang Bo, am a licensed man!"

Lei Jiayin added, "I won't have to be teased by Brother Chao for being a single dog anymore."

Wang Baoqiang sent a row of grinning emojis: "I'm a married man now!"

The group chat was filled with laughter.

Fu Yibai's lips curved slightly after reading the chat history.

He typed a few words and sent them.

"@Huang Bo @Lei Jiayin @Wang Baoqiang, congratulations to the three of you."

The group chat went silent for a second.

Then Huang Bo replied: "President Fu is here!"

Lei Jiayin: "Hello, Mr. Fu!"

Wang Baoqiang: "General Manager Fu!"