My Husband Is Not Easy To Mess With. - Chapter 37: Married On The Spot
Chapter 37: Married On The Spot
My wife is crying.
Somehow, Nie Yao could distinguish when he was pretending and teasing him, and when he was genuinely sad.
“I’m sorry, Brother Yao.”
Du Sui-lan lowered his head and frantically wiped his tears. He tried hard to smile, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” He didn’t want to cry.
But. As soon as he saw Brother Yao’s reluctance to marry him and his troubled expression because of it. He felt so sad.
His heart was squeezed so tightly by the only person who could hurt it so carelessly, Du Sui-lan felt like he couldn’t breathe. He thought he could truly wait slowly, wait for Brother Yao to see him, like him, and love him. It was fine. He could wait.
But, but… the hesitation, delay, and evasion of the beloved person, every bit and piece turned into a sharp blade that deeply wounded him.
“Wuwu, wuwuwuwuwu… I’m sorry, Brother Yao, I’m hurting so much… I won’t cry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”
“Marry! Marry! We’ll get married right now!”
Seeing his wife’s heartbreaking grief, Nie Yao’s own heart ached. At this moment, as long as he stopped crying, Nie Yao felt he could give him anything. Whether it was money, property, or military power, he would give it all!
“I’m sorry, Lan-lan.” Nie Yao held his sobbing wife and slowly guided him to breathe correctly with a steady voice.
“I will marry you. No need to wait anymore, I’ll marry you now.”
“Don’t cry anymore. I’m sorry.”
“It’s my fault, please stop crying, okay?”
Having cried too violently all at once, Du Sui-lan couldn’t stop. He grabbed Nie Yao’s hand and placed it on his chest, sobbing pitifully with his delicate little nose running, “Brother Yao, it… wuwu… it’s not listening…”
“It hurt so much… wuwu…” just now.
The poor little thing was nestled in his arms, complaining about his own situation. Pitiful and adorable.
Nie Yao’s heart softened instantly. He kissed his wife’s cheek twice and soothed him in a low voice: “I’m sorry, it’s my fault. Lan-lan, being the grown-up, don’t hold a grudge against me, can you forgive me?”
“Yes, wuwu… Yes…”
“For… wuwu… forgive you… wuwu… wuwu…”
Under Nie Yao’s patient guidance, Du Sui-lan gradually returned to normal breathing. He still hiccuped and sniffled occasionally, his slender body trembling in Nie Yao’s arms.
Nie Yao’s heart ached terribly, and he was filled with extreme remorse. He secretly warned himself: he absolutely must not make his wife sad again in the future.
Such a delicate little thing. Is there anything he can’t concede to him?
No!!
Nie Yao: “Thank you, Lan-lan. I’m sorry, I won’t let you cry again.”
“Mhm, okay~”
Du Sui-lan was exhausted from crying, soft and limp, lying in Nie Yao’s arms, clutching his clothes and unwilling to let go. Remembering what Nie Yao had just agreed to, he looked at him with his little rabbit-like red eyes: “Brother Yao, will you really marry me?”
“Yes.”
There was nothing to regret about something he had already agreed to. It’s just marriage, isn’t it? No problem!
Nie Yao wanted to ask his Father-in-law for advice on how exactly this wedding should be held. He looked up.
His Father-in-law’s calm gaze was laced with frost. The look he gave Nie Yao was no different from how one would look at a dead person.
“F-Father-in-law?”
Nie Yao was a little scared. It was understandable that his wife crying like this was extremely rare. Any father who loved his child would inevitably want to kill him.
But can’t he be blamed entirely? Didn’t Father-in-law’s constant pressure bear some small responsibility?
“Daddy! Daddy! Say something!”
“Brother Yao is going to marry me!”
“It’s not good if we marry here now and make it too conspicuous… Daddy, please make arrangements, we’re getting married tonight!”
Du Sui-lan, who had recovered, absolutely would not let go of this opportunity. He freed one hand and vigorously pulled at his father’s clothes. The dignified and meticulous robes of several decades were immediately crooked and messy.
Fortunately, the child-loving old father wasn’t angry. Even though he was utterly unwilling, he could only let out a long sigh, “Alright, alright, Daddy knows. Daddy will go prepare for you now.”
Hearing this, Du Sui-lan finally smiled. For the first time in his life, he sweetly said to his Father: “Thank you, Daddy~”
“Good boy. Wait for Daddy for an hour.”
“Okay~ Daddy, hurry back!”
“Mhm.”
Dou Jin-yuan cast a look at Nie Yao devoid of any emotion, and his steps quickened as he walked out.
He felt alive again. Nie Yao relaxed. The sweat on his forehead had gathered into large droplets, falling one by one.
Du Sui-lan held Nie Yao’s clothes tightly with one hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the other. He knew all this was caused by his Daddy scaring him. He felt a little guilty. But not much.
“I’m sorry, Brother Yao.” Du Sui-lan didn’t want tonight’s incident to become a barrier between them and apologized seriously, “Daddy only pressured you because of me. I made things difficult for you, I’m sorry.”
“It’s nothing… it’s nothing.”
He was getting married, wasn’t he? Nie Yao wasn’t quite sure; the scene just now kept replaying in his mind. Over and over again. It finally morphed into a fact he had to accept: he was really getting married!
A flash marriage. And it was tonight!
Having never experienced anything so ridiculous in two lifetimes, Nie Yao was belatedly nervous. Extremely nervous.
“Then, then, then… Lan, Lan-lan… are we really getting married tonight? Isn’t it too fast? Is this really okay? Won’t being so hasty be bad for you? Marriage is a lifelong matter @#￥%&#￥%&@…”
Nie Yao started sweating again. In the end, he didn’t even know what he was saying due to nervousness.
In contrast to him. Du Sui-lan was perfectly at ease, not worried at all about the wedding. His heart and eyes were completely filled with the joy of soon having the person he loved.
“It’s okay, Brother Yao. You don’t have to be too nervous.” Du Sui-lan comforted him, “Since it was my Daddy who forced you to agree to the marriage, any shortcomings are my Daddy’s fault.”
“However, Daddy did all this for me. Brother Yao, if you have any dissatisfaction, just blame me.”
“I will compensate you.”
Compensate him? That’s not right! Nie Yao’s mind was in a mess and no longer functional for thinking.
“Brother Yao…” Du Sui-lan saw his expression changing constantly, the man extremely nervous. His leg movements stopped. “Are you… regretting it?”
“No, no, no!”
Nie Yao felt he might be having a panic attack before the wedding. He heard that men were prone to this condition before marriage. It was his first marriage, and he didn’t know what to do when something like this happened.
Nie Yao: “For such a major event, I thought we should prepare properly for a long time, to make you happy, satisfied, and without regrets…”
Du Sui-lan was very happy and extremely satisfied. He knew that after his Daddy said he supported him, he would do things to help him secure his lover, but he didn’t expect his Daddy to be so efficient. He thought he might delay things for a while because he was unhappy.
“Calm down, Brother Yao.” Du Sui-lan rubbed against Nie Yao, his movements unconsciously becoming tender, “I love you very much. If we followed your slow temperament, I might become an old ge’er and never get married. If I could, I’d want to be your husband right now.”
“Brother Yao, I love you.”
“You’re right, I am a pervert.”
“I’ve wanted you since twelve years ago. Do you know, from a very long time ago, I started …”
His wife said a lot of things that shouldn’t be broadcast in a formal setting or would require constant censoring. The degree of those things was equivalent to dropping a nuclear bomb in Nie Yao’s brain, and everything instantly became peaceful.
Very peaceful. All the anxiety, worry, and panic were gone, replaced only by serenity.