My Ceo Husband is Sworn Enemy

“Damn, you’re demanding even when you’re asking for a favor! Fine, fine, I’m not convinced by anyone except you! I’ll go!”

In the end, Wenya still gave in.

After hanging up the phone, I looked at Ding Yinuo and took out a boutonniere to pin it on his chest.

I held Ding Yinuo’s hand and whispered to him softly.

“Ding Yinuo, I’ve done everything I promised you. You have to promise me too, to wake up soon.”

Nine o’clock in the evening!

At the Shuangxi Hotel, more than a dozen guests had already gathered together.

Since there were no strangers around, just very familiar friends, everyone started whispering and seemed to be guessing the purpose of my gathering them together.

Until I wheeled Ding Yinuo, sitting in his wheelchair, into everyone’s view.

Everyone was shocked.

Wenya stood up and looked at me,

“Damn, you’re wearing a red dress! Are you going to a wedding? Wait a minute, what’s Ding Yinuo wearing, and why does he have a groom’s badge…”

Her words stopped abruptly as she looked at the bouquet in my hand, then suddenly realized,

“You two are planning to get married?”

I nodded and said to everyone present.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend mine and Yinuo’s wedding. Because it’s difficult for him to get around, we’ve kept it simple.”

The most shocked was Ding Yinuo’s mother; it took her a while to snap back to reality.

She looked at me incredulously and after a long while, she firmly shook her head,

“Xiaosong, you are a good girl, and it’s not that we don’t think highly of you. But with Yinuo in his current state, he’s truly not worthy of you. If you marry him and he never wakes up, wouldn’t that ruin your life?”

Ding Xiao was also very emotional,

“Ever since you started dating Yinuo, I’ve been looking forward to your wedding. But I never imagined your wedding would take this form. We’ve all seen the sacrifices you’ve made for Yinuo; to be honest, everyone in the Ding Family is moved and grateful to you. You can take care of him and be by his side, but… getting married is really not necessary. You’re still young, you need to find a normal man to take care of you in the future.”

Ding Xiao spoke earnestly, trying to persuade me, but I just smiled softly.

I pulled out two red booklets from my pocket and laid them on the table.

“I appreciate everyone’s kindness. Your persuasion can stop now because Yinuo and I are already legally married. Today’s banquet is just to let everyone know. I hope to have your blessings!”

We were already married; the deed was done.

The first to come around was Jian Jing, who, despite being heavily pregnant, raised her glass,

“Ayun, you’re a brave and kind woman, as your close friend, I’ll support you unconditionally and have your back. I hope you and Mr. Ding grow old together.”

Wenya also raised her glass,

“Cheers! All my words are in this drink!”

Su Peisheng was the cultured one,

“I heard that people in comas can still be artificially inseminated; actually, you two still have a chance to have children.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wenya gave him a kick,

“Do you ever say the right thing? You really have a knack for bringing up the worst topics!”

“Did I say anything wrong? Shouldn’t you have a child after getting married? At least a child gives you something to hold on to, right?”

Ding Xiao said, laughing,

“Although your suggestion is good, Xiaosong is already having a hard time taking care of Ding Yinuo by herself. She can’t take care of another child.”

Mother Ding sighed,

“Xiaosong, you are a great hero to our Ding Family. What you do now is already more than enough for the Ding Family. Whether to have children or not is your personal choice. If you want to have children, we will help share the responsibility of taking care of them. If not, we support you too.”

At that moment, the first to object was surprisingly Shen Yishu.

I hadn’t paid attention to him for a while, and there he was, sitting alone in a corner, having had a few drinks, his face flushed red.

“I don’t agree with Xiaoyun having kids! She’s too tired—really! As a woman, she needs to be taken care of and cherished. She can’t dedicate her entire life like this!”

Suddenly, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

It was Jia Yuyan who spoke up. She said with a smile,

“This is Sister Song’s personal decision. Let’s respect her. Now, I’ll toast to President Ding and Sister Song, hoping that Tianjiao Company will prosper even more and that President Ding will wake up soon.”

In fact, everyone present was very clear about what kind of mission I carried in this marriage.

But, I am willing!

My choice might be different from everyone else’s.

In the journey of life’s challenges, I can say, I chose the most difficult hell mode.

But, I am not afraid!

I believe that Ding Yinuo and I will walk this path together.

Next, the banquet continued.

Unlike other wedding feasts, for some reason, there was not much joy on everyone’s faces.

Instead, there was a hint of repression.

Especially Mother Ding. When I offered her the tea for mothers-in-law, she kept crying and saying how much the Ding Family owed me.

After I presented the tea, she gave me a big red envelope.

She held me and cried for a long time,

“Xiaosong, from now on, we are a family. The Ding Family is not only your in-laws but also your own family. Feel at ease when you come back home, and if you ever feel wronged or bullied outside, just come back and tell us. You have me, your big brother, and sister-in-law to back you up.”

“Yeah, thank you all!”

I couldn’t help but choke up.

This was the warmth of family that I felt for the first time since my uncle and aunt.

After the banquet ended, Su Peisheng took Mother Ding home.

And Ding Xiao took people to send Ding Yinuo to the hospital.

I stayed behind alone, drinking a little more with Jian Yan and Wenya.

What was most worrying was that Shen Yishu actually got drunk.

He lay on the table, unable to get up for a long time, and Wenya patted his shoulder,

“You’re supposed to be a boss-level character, how can you act like you’ve never seen the world, getting yourself drunk like this at a feast?”

Shen Yishu raised his head, and I noticed his eyes were red…

Wenya exclaimed first,

“Oh my, Shen Yishu is crying! Goodness, how is this presentable? On this happy day for others, what are you crying for?”

But it was Jia Yuyan who had the way with words, finding a nicer way to put it.

“Shen Yishu is Sister Song’s family! It’s as if his sister is getting married, and as a brother, he’s definitely reluctant to let her go. There’s also a custom over here, saying that the more the family cries when the sister is married off, the more it shows how reluctant they are to let her go, right, Boss Shen?”