The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

Ning Xinyou tightly clutched the strand of hair she had tied with Chen Xuan's, her shame, anger, and confusion surging like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming her.

Her breathing became more rapid, her eyes fixed on the swaying curtain, the light in her eyes gradually replaced by anger.

How could they... how could they possibly!

"Enough!" Ning Xinyou suddenly shouted, her voice filled with endless grievance.

She suddenly stood up, rushed to the curtain, and ripped it off.

"what!"

The sight before her made her cheeks burn instantly. She turned her head away in a panic, but the anger in her heart burned even more fiercely.

"How could you...how could you be so inconsiderate of my feelings!" Her voice trembled with tears. "Even though I agreed to this so-called 'perfunctory' wedding, I still have my dignity!"

Chen Xuan and Long Qingwan were startled by this sudden turn of events. Long Qingwan instinctively hid behind Chen Xuan, her face still showing displeasure.

Chen Xuan quickly tidied himself up and looked at Ning Xinyou with an embarrassed expression:

"Miss Ning, I'm so sorry. It was our oversight that caused you to suffer."

Ning Xinyou completely ignored his explanation. She turned around, her back to the two of them, her shoulders trembling.

“From the very beginning, I shouldn’t have agreed to this absurd marriage. I thought it was just a simple formality that would bring benefits to the family, but what am I now? A joke that you’ve forgotten in a corner?”

After speaking, she slowly turned around:

"Chen Xuan, Long Qingwan, I, Ning Xinyou, am not a puppet to be manipulated. Now that this wedding is a done deal, I don't want to run away anymore. But what I want is not this kind of neglected marriage!"

"If you truly consider me family, show some sincerity, instead of being so...insolent in front of me!"

“Miss Ning, we were wrong. We shouldn’t have acted like this before you were ready. From now on... we will definitely treat you well and give you enough respect.” Chen Xuan said, turning his head and winking at Long Qingwan.

Seeing this, Long Qingwan also stepped out from behind Chen Xuan and took Ning Xinyou's hand:

"Xinyou, I'm sorry, I was confused. Let's join hands with Chen Lang and work together to nurture this relationship, shall we?"

Ning Xinyou looked at the two of them, and the anger in her heart gradually subsided, but the grievance still lingered in her heart.

She bit her lower lip: "I hope you keep your word. If there is a next time, I will not let it go."

"Definitely, definitely!" Chen Xuan said, patting Long Qingwan's ( ).

The latter gave Chen Xuan a coquettish glare, then gracefully rose and pulled Ning Xinyou to sit down on the edge of the bed, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze:

“Xinyou, I know you’re feeling wronged, but there are some things I have to say.”

She paused slightly: "At first, we all thought this wedding was just a formality, but who can explain fate?"

A blush appeared on Long Qingwan's face: "Chen Lang may seem casual, but he is actually very loyal and affectionate. After spending time with him recently, I have fallen deeply in love with him."

"But......"

"Sister, think about it. Today, we are getting married in front of everyone. Isn't this a blessing from heaven?"

Long Qingwan looked intently at Ning Xinyou: "If we can treat him sincerely and stay together, our future will surely be filled with happiness and sweetness. Why are you so fixated on this idea of ​​'going through the motions'?"

Ning Xinyou lowered her eyes, her fingers unconsciously twirling a strand of hair. Long Qingwan's words were like a pebble thrown into her already turbulent heart, creating waves upon waves.

The image of Chen Xuan welcoming her out of the bridal sedan chair flashed through her mind. At that moment, his eyes were full of tenderness and solemnity, which made her heart tremble slightly.

"Sister, I...I'm still a little scared." Ning Xinyou's voice trembled slightly.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Whether you admit it or not, you are Chen Lang's wife now, and even in the future. Shouldn't you fulfill your duties as a wife?"

As she spoke, Long Qingwan gently stroked Ning Xinyou's hand: "Sister, matters of the heart need time to work out. Chen Lang is responsible and capable. As you spend more time with him in the future, you will naturally discover his good qualities. All we women ask for in our lives is to find a good man to accompany us for a lifetime. Chen Lang is such a good man."

As she spoke, she leaned closer and lowered her voice: "Sister, do you know that when I first met Chen Lang, I only regarded him as an ordinary person? But as we spent more time together, I discovered his charm. Now, I have decided that he is the one I will rely on for the rest of my life."

Chen Xuan listened, coughed lightly, took a few steps forward, and turned his gentle gaze from Long Qingwan to Ning Xinyou:

"Xinyou, I'm not good at saying nice things, but there are some things I've been keeping to myself for a long time."

"Wha, what?"

When I first met you, I was struck by your outstanding temperament, as cool and aloof as the moon. I thought you were just a fleeting passerby, but I never expected that the red thread of fate would bind us together more and more tightly.

During the wedding preparations, I often imagined spending the rest of my life with you; those thoughts filled me with both anticipation and fear.

"Why...why are you afraid?"

"Because I was afraid I wasn't good enough for you. But today, as you walked towards me in your wedding dress, I told myself that I must do everything in my power to protect you. My feelings for you are not just a passing impulse. I am willing to shelter you from the wind and rain in the years to come, to watch the sunrise and sunset in the celestial realm with you, and to taste all the joys and sorrows of life."

Chen Xuan turned around, took Long Qingwan's hand, and then looked at Ning Xinyou:

"Qingwan is already one of the most important people in my life. Now, I hope you can also enter my heart and face the storms of the future with us. I promise that I will use all my strength to make you both happy."

Ning Xinyou's eyes reddened as she looked up at Chen Xuan, then glanced at Long Qingwan beside her, and her anxiety gradually dissipated.