It turned out that he was referring to her when he said "my bride". He had made her jealous and sad for so long.
She had gone through hardships, failed to get what she wanted, and then lost what she regretted. Now, when faced with a man's question, she could only respond with full love.
Xue Yating jumped up and hugged the man's neck. She wrapped her legs around his strong waist and leaned her head on his head. "I like it. I like it too much. Let's try the new bed. How does it feel?"
"Okay, honey!"
This was their real wedding night. He was An Jichuan, and she was Xue Yating. They were two separate entities, and they were truly united from body to soul. No one could separate them anymore.
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[Prompt: Xue Yating's story ends here. The last two will be written: Helian Qingyu's story, Ying Bao's story, and then the grand finale.]
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Meanwhile, Jing Xi was staying at the hotel after Xue Yating's wedding.