Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 266: After Kicking Away the Scumbag, the Aloof Buddhist Son Dotes on His Wife 66

He had naturally seen the 99 betrothal gifts Su Zhiruan had posted online during the wedding preparation process, which was so intricate and sumptuous that it featured many traditional masters and inheritors.

As the Zhou Family provided the betrothal gifts, the Su Family’s dowry was equally luxurious.

This account gradually transformed into one where Su Zhiruan documented the creation of the dowry and betrothal gifts.

Initially, Jiang Beiyu spread rumors on the internet, claiming Su Zhiruan was marrying Zhou Mingyu because she was pregnant or that she was being kept as a mistress, and he even paid for a web army to slander her, accusing her of staging everything herself.

He hopped around like a buffoon, but netizens have sharp eyes; they soon exposed Jiang Beiyu’s information so that everyone online knew all about him.

In the end, to save face, Jiang Beiyu gritted his teeth and proposed to Bai Yueyou of his own accord.

Bai Yueyou had felt that there was nothing left in this world for her to cling to, but her love for Jiang Beiyu made it hard for her to decide to leave him. Jiang Beiyu’s proposal didn’t even include a formal ceremony; he simply mentioned it while in bed, and Bai Yueyou accepted.

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She was so eager that Jiang Beiyu deep down thought of Bai Yueyou as a woman throwing herself at him and believed she didn’t need much attention, just the occasional sweet word, and she would console herself.

*

Su Zhiruan had recently stopped paying attention to Jiang Beiyu; apart from her wedding preparations, there was much she had to do, and she was busy all day long.

Zhou Mingyu was even busier recently. Setting aside company matters for now, he took on the task of organizing the wedding, including preparing the betrothal gifts and arranging things for both sets of parents, so he was busier than Su Zhiruan.

Zhou Mingyu owned numerous properties, and the Su Family also had quite a few houses; they each chose a house as their wedding home and started decorating it.

The couple were cohabiting, but in reality, they only saw each other at night.

At this moment, Su Zhiruan sat on the bed with a computer on her lap, rapidly scanning through company documents.

"Go to sleep earlier, and continue tomorrow." Zhou Mingyu wiped her hair with a towel, his movements gentle. He looked at Su Zhiruan’s computer, "Is the company really busy lately?"

Su Zhiruan shook her head and closed the computer, allowing him to wipe her wet hair. She sighed deeply, "Business has been booming recently, and there is a lot to handle. I still need to come up with a new plan before the shareholder meeting next month."

"Let me do the planning for you," Zhou Mingyu took her computer, opened a new document, "Do you trust me?"

"How could I deserve such honor, President Zhou," Su Zhiruan immediately sat up, knelt on the bed with her hands clasped together, smiling piously, "To receive a business plan personally made by President Zhou is an honor for our humble Su Group!"

"Smooth talker," Zhou Mingyu fixed the nightgown which had somehow rolled up on her legs, and ruffled Su Zhiruan’s hair, "Making a plan for my madam is my duty as her husband."

"I’ll keep you company," Su Zhiruan said, following Zhou Mingyu into the study, "I’d feel terrible leaving you alone in the study late at night. I’ll be by your side, at your disposal."

Zhou Mingyu said nothing more, simply freed one hand to take hers, and together they entered the study.

Once in the study, Zhou Mingyu placed her in a soft chair and gently pushed her down, grabbed a thin blanket from the side, and covered her with it, "Ruanruan, go to sleep."

"I promised to keep you company," Su Zhiruan attempted to protest.

But in the next second, she was pressed back down, and the man placed an incredibly gentle kiss on her forehead, the faint scent of sandalwood lingering at the tip of her nose, as comforting as a lullaby, making her feel drowsy, everything about it spellbinding.

"Your being here is the best company for me," he whispered softly.

Su Zhiruan nodded and then lay down.

Soon, her light breathing filled the tranquil study, the sound soft and rhythm steady.

Zhou Mingyu glanced at the time, slowly removed his glasses, and his gaze fell entirely upon her.

She was very tired and slept soundly, arms wrapped around the blanket, with only her closed eyes visible.

In an instant, Zhou Mingyu’s heart overflowed with tranquility.

Just as he said, having the person he loved within sight was the best companionship of all.

The next day, Su Zhiruan looked at the proposal on the computer, which could be called perfect, but was only referred to as a draft by the man, and she was greatly shocked.

"This is a draft?!" She rubbed her eyes, unable to believe the proposal in front of her.

Zhou Mingyu was very calm, even adding a bowl of porridge to Su Zhiruan’s bowl and passing it to her with a word of caution, "Careful, it’s hot."

Only then did he reply, "There are still some imperfections, I’ll revise it when I have time today."

Su Zhiruan still found it incredible.

What surprised her most was not the proposal itself, but the fact that Zhou Mingyu had an in-depth understanding of her company, even clearly pointing out the direction for future development.

And all this was the work of two hours.

Whether it was the format or the layout, everything was perfect.

"Ruanruan, don’t look at me with such astonished eyes," Zhou Mingyu, somewhat helpless under her gaze, put down his chopsticks and casually ruffled her hair, "I’m not an immortal either. The Zhou Family had intentions of entering the entertainment and cultural sector before but didn’t focus much on it, so that’s why I could do it quickly."

"President Zhou, so this is what it feels like to marry the right person!" Su Zhiruan chuckled as she hugged his arm and then looked up at him, "We are both husband and wife, and colleagues. Can I take you as my mentor? I will ask you whenever I have questions."

"You wish," Zhou Mingyu said with a profound gaze, "I lack a Madam Zhou, not an apprentice."

"That works too," Su Zhiruan nodded.

...

The maids in the kitchen watched the soon-to-be-married couple chatting back and forth, their faces breaking into affectionate smiles.

Such a couple, clearly in a loving home atmosphere, made them feel as if they themselves had grown younger by several years seeing their sweet affection each day.

This filled them with energy, and even their work seemed more motivated.

*

Soon, the century wedding between the Zhou Family and the Su Family took place as scheduled.

It took eight thousand hours and the meticulous work of three hundred people to create the wedding dress. Adorned with broken diamonds and pearls entwined with silver threads, it took the shape of a bud slowly blooming, an overwhelming vision of beauty.

The toast dress was a cheongsam, personally designed by a century-old master designer rich in experience. Interlaced with gold and silver threads and laden with precious stones, it was exceptionally opulent.

Her crown and brooch were treasures from the auction, exorbitantly priced and unique in the world.

The rings were personally designed by Zhou Mingyu, using the most expensive materials and after consulting with the best designers, the pair was finally crafted.

The cake was hand-made by a hundred people a month in advance.

The wedding scene was dreamlike, with everyone witnessing this century wedding in the live stream.

Those who could enter here were either rich or noble, all from families of prominent status and position.

Miss Mu, Miss Jiang, and other friends who were on good terms with Su Zhiruan formed the bridesmaid group, joining in this wedding celebration.