Breakup and still want to be beautiful on your own? A crazy tycoon seduces and climbs to the top.

An Ying looked at Fu Chengli speechlessly.

She had only been gone for a short while, and the father and son, who hadn't even recognized each other yet, were already discussing things like abduction and spanking.

Fu Chengli lowered his head, rubbed his temples, and sighed.

Sin ah.

The father-son relationship started off with a difficult and disastrous beginning.

Fu Chengli looked up at An Ying, his eyes pleading for help.

An Ying wiped away Xiao Zhe's tears and gently comforted him.

Gu Qingwen crossed his legs, sipping tea while watching the commotion.

Seeing Fu Chengli's helpless expression, Gu Qingwen added fuel to the fire with a mocking smile:

"Xiao Zhe, do you like your uncle?"

Xiao Zhe immediately stopped crying. His rosy little face was covered in tear stains, but he still nodded vigorously: "I like Uncle!"

Fu Chengli's face darkened even more.

What to do? Gu Qingwen is already troublesome enough, and now there's another little rival in love.

This little brat will definitely try to steal my wife someday...

Forget it, take your time.

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A month later, An Ying and Fu Chengli held a grand and solemn wedding.

The wedding venue was covered with pink and white flower petals.

Fu Chengli looked at the bride walking towards him from afar at the end of the red carpet.

My eyes felt a little sore.

He had waited too long for this moment.

He was finally able to marry the woman he had always longed for.

An Ying took Gu Qingwen's arm and slowly walked towards Fu Chengli.

Gu Qingwen moved his lips slightly and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

“If he treats you badly, come home anytime. We can afford to get a divorce. At worst, your brother will support you and Xiao Zhe for the rest of your lives.”

An Ying was speechless: "......."

Who would discuss divorce matters at their wedding?!

An Ying turned her head and glared at Gu Qingwen, then whispered, "Brother! Say less, can't you at least show some concern for your sister?"

Xiao Zhe, dressed in a tuxedo, and Gu Hexi, hand in hand, scattered flowers in front of them.

Xiao Zhe jumped up and down excitedly: "Mommy! So beautiful!"

An Ying was wearing a barely visible pure white wedding dress.

It was a haute couture dress specially designed for her by her mother-in-law, Yin Mei.

Before the ceremony, the moment An Ying put on her wedding dress, Yin Mei's eyes smiled like the full moon, and she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, praising An Ying as a fairy descended from heaven.

An Ying felt quite embarrassed.

She's not young anymore, and she's even had children.

Yin Mei insisted on transforming the wedding dress in a fairy-like direction, incorporating many flowing designs.

After walking down the long red carpet, Gu Qingwen placed An Ying's hand in Fu Chengli's.

Fu Chengli held her hand tightly.

He would never let go again.

An Ying stood obediently to the side.

Fu Chengli stared at the woman beneath the white veil.

For a moment, I was in a daze.

It felt like I had traveled back to a long, long time ago, to the Fu residence in the northern part of the city, when I first met An Ying.

She was just a little girl then, just as shy and lively.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl has grown into a woman.

The marriage vow made in childhood has finally come true.

They were destined to become husband and wife.

The officiant reads the wedding vows.

Fu Chengli and An Ying blurted it out almost simultaneously.

"I am willing."

"I am willing."

Fu Chengli and An Ying exchanged a smile.

He lifted her veil and lowered his head to kiss her pink lips.

After the kiss ended, Fu Chengli pulled An Ying into his arms.

Whistles, applause, and congratulations filled the air.

In the dim light, An Ying seemed to hear Fu Chengli whisper in her ear, "Yingying, we are destined to be husband and wife."

An Ying suddenly remembered something.

A distant memory suddenly flashed through my mind.

That was back in the northern city, when she was being held tightly in his arms, drifting off to sleep, and that's when Fu Chengli whispered those words in her ear...

They used to be very much in love.

They will continue to love each other in the future.

An Ying's eyes reddened.

The surging emotions in my heart stirred up fragments of memories in my mind.

An Ying hugged Fu Chengli's back, suppressing the urge to cry, and hummed in response.

Fu Chengli said in a low voice, "There's something I need to return to you."

An Ying was taken aback: "What is that?"

Suddenly, my palm touched a cold, metallic object.

An Ying looked down.

A small bronze key.

An Ying stared blankly at the key in her palm.

In her mind, the scattered fragments suddenly pieced together, flashing before An Ying's eyes like a revolving lantern.

In my childhood, at my bedside, my loving adoptive mother left me this key...

Later, she became entangled in a power struggle between An Weiping and An Xiaoxiao...

Later, she went to the northern part of the city and met Fu Chengli...

After many years of twists and turns, they have finally arrived at their wedding today...

She remembered.

I remembered everything.

The woman in his arms remained silent, staring blankly at the crystal chandelier overhead in the banquet hall.

Fu Chengli looked down at the tears sliding down An Ying's cheeks, raised his hand to wipe them away, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

An Ying stared at the man in front of her, and uttered three words in a low, hoarse voice.

"I love you."

Fu Chengli smiled and kissed her lips again.

"I love you more."

After the wedding ceremony, there will be a wedding banquet.

After the wedding banquet was held to entertain the elders from both families, there was also a party organized by the young people themselves.

An Ying, however, did not feel tired.

She felt an excitement of regaining her memories and kept talking to Qin Jinchuan and Jiang Yiru.

Jiang Yiru vividly recounted how Qin Jinchuan relentlessly pursued her, even resorting to desperate measures like a simp, and how he knelt down in the rain to beg her to marry him.

An Ying laughed heartily at the sound.

Qin Jinchuan felt a sense of shame, as if his underwear had been stripped off in front of him, and could only keep drinking in silence.

Seeing that Jiang Yiru and An Ying were chatting happily, and not daring to interrupt, he could only tug at Jiang Yiru's sleeve and hum softly, "Wife, give me some face."

Fu Chengli repeatedly asked her if she was tired and if she wanted to go back to rest.

An Ying's eyes widened like saucers as she shook her head: "Not tired!"

After looking around at everyone at the party, An Ying asked, "Why isn't Fu Yushi here?"

Fu Chengli said calmly, "He accompanied Huo Ying to start a business overseas, and the two of them are busy day and night."

Suddenly, I remembered that Fu Yushi had confessed his feelings to An Ying before...

Fu Chengli asked suspiciously, "Why are you concerned about him?"

An Ying blinked: "Just ask, after all, he's your brother. What, are you jealous?"

Fu Chengli sneered: "From now on, you're only allowed to care about me."

An Ying chuckled, propped her head up with her hands, and asked, "What about Xiao Zhe?"

Fu Chengli gritted his teeth: "At most, you can include my son."

An Ying laughed even harder, pouting and whispering, "Look at you, so pathetic."

Fu Chengli tilted his head back and downed the champagne in his hand, raising an eyebrow and saying, "When we get back to the room tonight, I'll show you whether your husband is up to par."

An Ying blushed and looked away.

Ye Rao only arrived in a hurry at this time.

Today is the first major case she has taken on since becoming a senior partner at the law firm. If it weren't for the court hearing that kept her from leaving, she would have crawled here to attend An Ying's wedding ceremony.

Fortunately, I made it to the party at the end of the wedding banquet.

An Ying saw Ye Rao running towards her in high heels.

She jumped up from her chair and waved at Ye Rao.

An Ying was anxious, so she simply lifted her skirt and hugged her tightly.

"Xiao Rao, I miss you so much!"

Ye Rao was taken aback.

Didn't An Ying lose her memory three years ago? At that time, she didn't even remember herself.

Now, has she remembered everything?

Ye Rao hesitated, "You..."

An Ying nodded.

Ye Rao hugged An Ying tightly, almost bursting into tears.

Li Xiuzhe played the recorded wedding video for Ye Rao.

Ye Rao watched with envy, drooling.

Li Xiuzhe had a headache.

Fu Chengli and An Ying's wedding was incredibly luxurious; most people couldn't even come close!

How will he give Ye Rao an unforgettable wedding in the future?

I can't let my wife be envious of others!

Ye Rao nestled in Li Xiuzhe's hand, holding her phone, looking at it repeatedly, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Look, our wedding venue should be decorated like this too."

"I also like these flowers and the setting."

"This emcee is also very good."

Ye Rao rambled on and on, but Li Xiuzhe, under the influence of alcohol, couldn't remember a thing.

He turned his head irritably and complained to Fu Chengli, "Brother, we can't possibly surpass the extravagance of your wedding. Isn't this just giving us a hard time...?"

However, when he turned around, he couldn't see Fu Chengli and An Ying anywhere.

An Ying was secretly taken away by Fu Chengli.

Back home, Fu Chengli pinned An Ying against the door and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

An Ying almost suffocated from the kiss.

Her legs were too weak to stand, and she could only lean softly against Fu Chengli's chest, her expression somewhat worried.

"Wouldn't it be bad if we just left the guests there and ran off?"

Fu Chengli said in a hoarse voice, "They are having a good time, but I am not happy. My wife, you look so beautiful today, it is so hard for me to hold back."

He explored and untied An Ying's skirt.

"Ah—" An Ying caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye and suddenly screamed.

Fu Chengli chuckled and lowered his head to peck her lips: "I haven't done anything yet, what's your name?"

An Ying hurriedly pushed Fu Chengli's hand away and straightened her clothes.

She raised her chin, gesturing for him to look behind her.