<h4>Chapter 193: Chapter 193 Wedding</h4><h4></h4>


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    Thanks to Feng Huiying, Shen Mingzhu had fresh, hot melon to eat as soon as she got home—


    "...the couple returned home hand in hand, looking even more affectionate than they did when they first married. Bute to think of it, Shen Ban has gotten quite skinny, nearly as thin as you are now, with a waist this small."


    Feng Huiying said, gesturing a circle with her hands.


    Learning that Shen Ban had managed to lose so much weight in just a month, Shen Mingzhu couldn’t help but be surprised.


    Her first reaction was, could Shen Ban have been transmigrated too?


    If there really was another transmigrator like her, that would be interesting.


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    In the evening.


    Shen Bany contentedly in bed, ncing at Zhou Shuhuan beside her, who was equally breathless, and felt the heavy stone in her heart finally settle.


    Zhou Shuhuan had consented to share a bed with her, which surely meant he would no longer consider divorcing her.


    With some luck, she might get pregnant next month, and then her status as a daughter-inw of the Zhou family would be thoroughly secured.


    In a few years’ time, once Zhou Shuhuan had made his fortune through business, and she had be a wealthydy, she could finally trample Shen Mingzhu beneath her feet.


    The more Shen Ban thought about it, the prettier the picture became. She snuggled up to Zhou Shuhuan like a delicate woman and said softly, "Shuhuan, I’ll definitely bear you a healthy baby boy."


    Zhou Shuhuan held her without a word, but his expression revealed his good mood.


    Shen Ban looked at his face and suddenly had an idea. "Shuhuan, why don’t you go into business? That’s how you make real money, and you have the ability, really, believe me."


    "My mother once had my fortune told, and I was said to have the destiny of augmenting my husband’s fortune. My man will prosper someday, bing a multimillionaire. Even Mingzhu can run a factory, and you are much better than her, you’ll definitely make a lot of money."


    Zhou Shuhuan didn’t take Shen Ban’s words to heart, thinking she was just joking around, and instead he began talking about Shen Mingzhu’s marriage.


    Upon hearing this, Shen Ban curled her lip. "She’s quick on her feet, to have found another prospect so soon. What does the man do? How old is he? He’s not some old geezer, is he?"


    Subconsciously, Shen Ban was convinced that Pei Yang, as she had dreamt, was already gone, and Shen Mingzhu was remarrying.


    Zhou Shuhuan was oblivious to her thoughts and thought her old habit was ring up again, her mouth running wild without a filter, and he was immediately not in the mood.


    "Yang has already returned. If you dare to talk nonsense about him and Mingzhu again, we are done!"


    Shen Ban was stunned. "What did you say? Pei Yang came back? He isn’t dead??"


    Zhou Shuhuan was so annoyed he didn’t even want to speak, simply got dressed, and left the house cold-faced.


    Shen Ban sat dazed on the bed, unable to regain herposure for a long while.


    Pei Yang wasn’t dead?


    Pei Yang was actually alive!?


    Then Zhou Shuhuan couldn’t be a multimillionaire, and she wouldn’t be a wealthydy?


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    After leaving the house, Zhou Shuhuan found a quiet ce to smoke, extremely vexed.


    Shen Ban’s physical transformation, which he had found quite pleasing and exciting at first, had just resulted in her speaking without restraint, making him suddenly realize that no matter how good or bad Shen Ban’s exterior was, it couldn’t change her nature—gossipy, vulgar, and coarse.


    Why couldn’t she be like Shen Mingzhu, a demure good wife and mother?


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    The next morning, Shen Ban sent Zhou Hao off to kindergarten.


    Once downstairs, she didn’t hurry off. Instead, she deliberately dawdled while chatting with neighbors.


    Not long after, she saw Shen Mingzhu leading Pei Ziheng towards the gate from building five.


    And the tall man walking behind the mother and son, if not Pei Yang, who else could it be?


    Seeing Pei Yang was indeed alive, Shen Ban felt her heart turn cold in an instant.


    It was over, Zhou Shuhuan wouldn’t be a multimillionaire, and she wouldn’t be a wealthydy.


    Outsiders were unaware of Shen Ban’s inner turmoil, only seeing her staring nkly at Pei Yang, and thought she was daydreaming again, looking down on her in secret contempt.


    Shen Mingzhu noticed Shen Ban as soon as she walked out of the apartment building, hard to miss in her bright rose-colored dress.


    As Feng Huiying had said, Shen Ban hadpletely transformed, standing between five-foot-six and five-foot-seven in height and weighing probably around 110 pounds.


    Pei Yang too was surprised by Shen Ban’s change, unable to resist giving her several looks.


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    When he left, Shen Ban was still as fat as a pig, but now she’d actually slimmed down to a stick.


    Shen Ban was quite distraught that Pei Yang was still alive, yet when Pei Yang appraised her, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of springtime fancy in her heart, believing that he, too, was captivated by her beauty.


    After all, she had be slim and attractive, while Shen Mingzhu looked rough around the edges.


    d in white shirt and ck trousers, with old-fashioned ck leather shoes on her feet, she was not only less refined than before, but her skin had also darkened.


    Presented with the current her and Shen Mingzhu, who knew whom Pei Yang would choose?


    Buoyed by a smug sense of superiority, Shen Ban took the initiative to greet Pei Yang, "Pei Yang, when did you get back?"


    Just as she was confident that Pei Yang would stop to talk with her, he strode past her with his long two-meter legs, treating her as if she were thin air.


    It was Shen Mingzhu, however, who nced at Shen Ban with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile as she passed by.


    Competing with Shen Mingzhu had be a habit and second nature for Shen Ban; seeing Shen Mingzhu nce at her, she instinctively sucked in her belly and puffed out her chest.


    From Shen Ban’s demeanor and actions, Shen Mingzhu could assert that the person before her was indeed the original Ban and had not gone through any time travel.


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    Once Pei Yang stepped out of the familypound, he couldn’t help butin to Shen Mingzhu, "Does Shuhuan’s wife have a problem? Why does she keep staring at me?"


    Shen Mingzhu teased, "She probably fancies you."


    "It’s early in the morning, don’t tell ghost stories, it’s too damn terrifying."


    Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes at the man, feeling a secret admiration for Shen Ban.


    She was like a cockroach that couldn’t be killed.


    Every time you thought she was crushed, she’d revive with full health before long.


    But on second thought, the other party was after all the big winner in life ording to the book, so having some skill was not surprising.


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    The wedding day arrived in the blink of an eye.


    Before the sky even brightened, the Pei Family home was already brightly lit.


    Pei Wenping had invited a horde of female rtives along with Feng Huiying and several other women from the familypound. More than a dozen of them gathered in her bedroom, chattering away and giving Shen Mingzhu a headache.


    They were all eager to help her with her hair and makeup, but Shen Mingzhu politely declined.


    She couldpromise on everything else, but hair and makeup had to be done by herself; she was about to take family and wedding photos, and she didn’t want to be left with a lifetime of regrets and shadows.


    Shen Mingzhu applied a Korean bridal makeup to herself.


    With abundant natural light during the day and wearing a white wedding dress, the light and elegant Korean makeup was just perfect.


    After finishing her makeup, Shen Mingzhu began to do her hair.


    Her forehead was full and round, so a middle parting looked very good on her. She twisted her hair into a low chignon at the back of her head, pinned the pearl headband she had made herself, and donned the veil toplete the look.


    "Herees the bride!"


    At Pei Wenping’s cue, the men in the living room, with Pei Yang at the forefront, turned their heads to look at her in unison.


    Shen Mingzhu was not someone unustomed to being the center of attention, but still, she felt somewhat uneasy under the gaze of a group of men, a faint warmth spreading across her cheeks.


    Pei Yang tookrge strides toward her, his passionate, profound eyes seemingly trying to absorb her into his depths.


    "Wife, you’re truly beautiful."


    "Kiss! Kiss!"


    A chorus of teasing calls sounded, causing the mild heat on Shen Mingzhu’s cheeks to suddenly be scorching hot.


    ...


    Across the street from the entrance of the familypound, a dark green jeep was parked in silence.


    Yan Yi sat in the passenger seat, his thin single eyelids slightly drooped, lost in thought.


    Ning Yuan lounged in the driver’s seat, an arm draped over the window, appearing rxed.


    "She’s out."


    Yan Yi turned his head toward the entrance of the familypound.