My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

The next day.

When Qin Yu woke up, it was already nearly ten o'clock.

Ring, ring...

If it hadn't been for his phone ringing continuously, he might have slept until the afternoon.

From the wrinkled sheets, it wasn't hard to tell that last night's battle with Miao Xian'er had been fierce.

Indeed, the twin-tail critical hit plus attack speed was too much for most men to handle.

Galloping until the late night, Qin Yu felt almost hollowed out, and only then did Miao Xian'er let him be.

When she was leaving, seeing him sleeping soundly, she went to the airport with Ghost Granny without waking him.

"Hello, Dad?"

The phone was still ringing, and it was Qin Jianjun who had called.

Qin Yu sat up halfway, rubbed his eyes, and thought to himself, indeed, there are only tired cows, not over-tilled fields. Even with such good physical fitness, he was a bit exhausted.

"Xiaoyu, are you stuck in traffic? Why haven't you arrived at the hotel yet? Your Aunt Zhou and I are already here!" came Qin Jianjun's concerned voice over the phone.

"Uh... I'm on the way, I'll be right there!"

Qin Yu was startled for a moment before remembering that today was his sister's wedding day with Du Zhiheng. With so many things that had happened yesterday, plus the "hard work" last night, he had almost forgotten.

"Alright, drive carefully on the road!"

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yu rolled off the bed, hurriedly washed up, and by the time he stepped out of the hotel, it was almost half-past ten.

He hailed a taxi and rushed towards the Du Family villa.

At that moment...

Du Family villa.

The place was decorated with lights and festivity.

The lawn in the backyard was already filled with guests. The center stage was flanked with piles of flowers.

Du Zhiheng, wearing a well-fitted custom suit, was holding Qin Wei'er's hand, standing by and waiting for the wedding host to call them up.

Qin Wei'er was particularly beautiful today.

She wore a pure white wedding dress that made her skin look whiter than snow. Her height of one meter seventy-five was accentuated by the custom dress, outlining a tall and elegant figure.

The low-cut design highlighted a full bust. Round and ample, it was very impressive.

Even Du Zhiheng couldn't help but take a few extra glances, because usually Qin Wei'er dressed very conservatively, never willing to show much, and he hadn't expected her cup size to be not small at all.

Meanwhile, Qin Jianjun and Zhou Cuiping were squeezed outside the crowd. Almost no one from the Du side recognized them, as if they were invisible.

Of course, Du Yuan and Zhou Rong saw Qin Jianjun and his wife. Today was such an important day; Qin Jianjun and his wife should have been given a high level of hospitality. But the day before yesterday, Qin Yu and Du Kexin had competed in drinking, resulting in her urinating blood and still lying in the hospital.

This made the Du family very angry and took out their anger on Qin Jianjun and his wife. Ever since they had arrived, they had been neglected and not shown any kindness.

This made Qin Jianjun very embarrassed. His daughter was getting married; how had he, the father, become an outsider?

Fortunately, at this time, Qin Yu arrived.

After he came to his father's side, he asked somewhat puzzlingly, "Dad, why are you guys here?"

Normally, the parents on the bride's side should at least be seated in the first row at a wedding, and later they would even go on stage to perform the bowing ceremony with the groom and bride.

Instead, Qin Jianjun and Zhou Cuiping were crowded out to the corner by onlookers, becoming unimportant peripheral figures.

"I have no idea. Ever since we arrived, no one from the Du side has paid any attention to us!"

Qin Jianjun was also full of confusion.

"Today, we haven't seen that sister from the Du family, is she still in the hospital? I think it probably has to do with that, they're deliberately giving us the cold shoulder because they blame Xiaoyu for getting her drunk that day!"

Zhou Cuiping was more shrewd and quickly grasped the critical point.

"Hehe, whatever, as long as the Du Family treats Wei'er well, it doesn't matter whether we are valued or not!"

Qin Yu said with a laugh.

So soon, the Du Family's foxy tail was beginning to show. There might even be more tricks in store today.

"What Xiao Yu said makes sense. After all, we are marrying up. It's normal for the wealthy Du Family not to take us seriously!"

Qin Jianjun, always honest and simple, actually found today's treatment to be reasonable and appropriate.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good day to you all. I am the host, Xiao Peng....."

At that moment, the host on the stage, holding a microphone, had already begun to warm up the crowd. After a few grandiose statements, he continued grandiloquently, "Next, we'd like to invite the Du family's patriarch, the respected Mr. Du, on stage. He is not only an elder of today's groom but also a Divine Doctor well-known in Jinling!"

"Huh? Divine Doctor Du?"

Qin Yu glanced over, seeing Divine Doctor Du sitting in a wheelchair, pushed onto the stage by two of his close disciples.

He truly hadn't expected Divine Doctor Du to attend Du Zhiheng's wedding.

Looking at his complexion, his health was deteriorating, and Qin Yu had been too busy lately to administer acupuncture for him.

Soon, Divine Doctor Du's wheelchair arrived at the center of the stage. It was within reason to invite an esteemed elderly family member to a wedding.

However, those who followed were not Du Zhiheng and Qin Wei'er, the bride and groom. Instead, two Daoist priests clad in yellow robes, sporting goatees, and holding peach wood swords and Talisman Paper came up.

Chanting under their breath, they affixed talismans onto Divine Doctor Du, singing and dancing in a mysterious manner.

What is the meaning of this?

Qin Yu was quite bewildered by the scene.

His sister was getting married, and Divine Doctor Du had invited Daoist priests to perform rituals. Was this a local custom or was there some special significance?

"Wei'er, it's your turn now, go up and offer the scarf to Great Uncle!"

Du Zhiheng passed a neatly folded red scarf to Qin Wei'er.

"Zhiheng, what does this mean?"

Qin Wei'er was also puzzled; her own wedding, and the Du Family had invited two Daoist priests making quite the spectacle.

"This is a blessing ceremony. Wealthy families are particular about this. Go on!"

Du Zhiheng patted Qin Wei'er's slender waist and urged.

"Oh, okay then!"

Qin Wei'er, holding the long train of her wedding dress with one hand and the red scarf with the other, approached Divine Doctor Du.

"The blessing ceremony begins!"

The host called out.

"Come, present it!"

Divine Doctor Du looked at Qin Wei'er and spoke indifferently.

"Yes, Great Uncle!"

Qin Wei'er unfolded the red scarf and draped it over Divine Doctor Du's shoulders. Inserted in the middle was a talisman bearing numerous small characters. If Qin Wei'er had looked closely, she would have seen that the talisman was inscribed with her birth date and time.

However, fearing that staring at Divine Doctor Du, an elder, would be disrespectful, she retreated a few steps after offering the scarf, biting her lower lip.

At that moment, murmurs arose from the crowd: "I've always heard that Divine Doctor Du is in poor health and may not live through the year. Now it seems the Du lineage has found a bride with an auspicious birth date and time, to bless Divine Doctor Du. Maybe he will live longer after this!"

"What era is this? Do people still believe in this stuff?"

"Exactly. I heard that Du Zhiheng has always had a girlfriend. It's only for blessing Divine Doctor Du to ensure the inheritance of his estate that he's marrying this new bride!"

"Tsk, tsk, she looks really pretty though. But she'll definitely not be happy in the future. Once the ceremony is over, she'll have no value, and a Cinderella from a small place will never catch the Du Family's eye!"

"Right, right, she'll probably be kicked out of the Du Family in a few days!"