Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 664: He Regrets Getting Married

Huo Sijiao burned with a fire in her heart, even venting her frustration on Xie Xubai.

Using the courage from the alcohol, she spoke venomously, "Young Master Xie is truly irresistible; any woman sitting next to you becomes an object of envy. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll be run over by a car on the street, all because of one of your admirers."

If it weren’t for this ill-fated charmer, Xie Xubai, she wouldn’t be the target of such hostility.

She couldn’t even get a bite of warm food.

The young men nearby burst into muffled chuckles upon hearing her sarcasm.

Xie Xubai, however, didn’t react with anger or irritation, his expression staying calm as always. Before long, a Guan Family servant approached him with a white porcelain plate and said, "Young Master Xie, here is what you requested."

Xie Xubai picked up the plate and placed it in front of Huo Sijiao. "Here’s what you wanted to eat."

Huo Sijiao had a particular fondness for seafood.

She froze for a moment, her ears turning red.

Her voice stumbled a little, "You... you went out of your way to get this for me? When did you even make the request? I didn’t notice."

She felt like she had misunderstood Xie Xubai’s intentions, mistaking his kindness for malice!

The insults she’d hurled at him earlier now seemed unjustified.

Xie Xubai spoke softly, "No need to feel too apologetic, just eat. Consider it my apology for the unwarranted trouble you’ve endured."

"Oh."

Huo Sijiao turned her head and began to eat, bite by bite, her former brazenness all but extinguished. A servant also brought over the warm water she had requested, and she drank it clean.

Xie Xubai’s eyes glimmered with hidden amusement, his gaze constantly observing her expressions.

The kitchen delivered the final dish, a bowl of sweet red bean soup with lily bulbs and lotus seeds, the beans simmered to a perfect softness and sweetness.

Having drunk quite a bit of alcohol, the dessert was just what she needed to settle her stomach.

This sweet dish carried a symbolic wish for "a harmonious union for a hundred years."

She ate it, silently wishing Shen Xuanzhi and Guan Jingtan a truly harmonious union for a hundred years.

Xie Xubai also took a few sips—tonight was far from over.

"Time for the bridal chamber festivities!"

"Let’s go! I heard there’s even a ceremony for drinking the wedding toast. I can’t wait to liven things up."

"Come on, we can’t let that guy off easy, let’s make sure he’s properly embarrassed!"

A group of wealthy young socialites egged each other on, their youthful energy undeterred even by the elder’s attempts to rein them in.

"Let’s go!"

"Join the fun! We’ve eaten, we’ve drunk, it’s only fitting!"

"Move fast! The room is just in the bamboo-accented pavilion out back—I know where Miss Guan’s room is! We came by during the last birthday banquet; I’m familiar with the way."

Huo Sijiao mechanically swallowed the last spoonful of the red bean soup.

Putting down her chopsticks, she grumbled, "This so-called Imperial Capital chef’s cooking isn’t all that impressive. Forget it."

With those words, she stood up and followed the group out.

Xie Xubai grabbed her wrist and said, "Why go there and torture yourself?"

Clearly, she still loved Shen Xuanzhi deeply, yet she’d come to witness his wedding, his bridal chamber, his union with someone else.

Wasn’t this self-inflicted agony?

Huo Sijiao replied with an insincere smile, "Mr. Guan personally insisted that I come. Since I agreed, it wouldn’t be right to go back on my word. If I said I’d join the bridal chamber festivities, then I’ll join wholeheartedly—the more chaotic the better."

She shook off Xie Xubai’s hand and merged into the crowd ahead.

Xie Xubai stood up to follow her, quietly shielding her from being jostled.

Huo Sijiao noticed his discreet care and said bluntly, "This crowd is obviously here to stir up trouble. Why does the Guan Family even tolerate such antics?"

"Perhaps they treat them as a kind of Philosopher’s Stone for their new son-in-law."

To test Shen Xuanzhi’s mettle.

To see how much restraint he truly possesses.

"Oh, you think becoming a live-in son-in-law suits him more than being a son-in-law of the Huo Family?" Huo Sijiao mocked him, "Maybe he prefers being a live-in groom, after all."

Being a son-in-law to the elite families of the Imperial Capital was a far harder role to play.

Xie Xubai understood her bitterness and let her vent uninterrupted.

Tonight, Huo Sijiao had stripped away her usual pretense in front of him. She wasn’t acting coy anymore; she was far more straightforward.

The crowd surged like a wave toward the backyard pavilion, most of them young wealthy elites and socialites.

They crowded at Guan Jingtan’s door, and some even entered the room. They marveled at the Guan Family’s opulence, noting that even the decorations were antiques.

They surrounded the newlyweds sitting on the bed as the traditional rituals commenced, throwing handfuls of symbolic good fortune items like lotus seeds and longans onto the sheets.

"Longevity and prosperity, many children and much happiness."

Guan Jingtan’s cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes shimmering with vitality.

Shen Xuanzhi sat close beside her, the two presenting a picture of perfection. His gaze roamed the crowd before landing in the corner of the room, where a woman in a black short dress stood—Huo Sijiao.

She wore a radiant, complex smile, laden with enigmatic meaning.

Shen Xuanzhi’s fingers clenched at the crimson wedding robe, while his eyes braced through an invisible storm within, forcefully suppressing his emotions.

He... truly felt a pang of regret!

For the sake of revenge and taking the faster route, he had hurt someone who genuinely loved him.

"Drink the wedding toast together, and be forever devoted to each other."

The festive wine cups were set in front of the pair. Guan Jingtan picked up one and handed it to him, leaning in as she whispered a reminder, "I gave you time to reconsider before; you didn’t regret it then. Tonight, you can’t regret it either—the Guan Family’s dignity must not be tarnished."

She raised her eyes slightly, her gaze both clear and logical.

Shen Xuanzhi pursed his lips tightly as he took the wine cup. Slowly, he leaned closer to Guan Jingtan and intertwined his arm with hers.

"Wow!"

The crowd let out a roar of laughter and cheers, some even whistling.

Shen Xuanzhi drained his cup in one breath and placed the empty glass back on the tray.

Guan Jingtan kept a refined, elegant smile throughout, her demeanor exuding grace and beauty. Beneath the surface, however, she was determined and unyielding.

"Kiss her!"

"Come on, isn’t the groom going to kiss the bride?"

"Kiss her!"

The cheers grew louder, becoming unstoppable.

Guan Jingtan remained seated, unmoving. Her sparkling eyes stayed fixated on Shen Xuanzhi, waiting to see what he would decide.

If he couldn’t handle something as trivial as this, how could he expect to succeed as the Guan Family’s son-in-law?

Shen Xuanzhi’s gaze flickered momentarily before he leaned in and planted a light, fleeting kiss on Guan Jingtan’s cheek.

That brief moment ended, and his instinct was to glance at Huo Sijiao’s face.

"Why just a kiss on the cheek? Shen Xuanzhi, you’re marrying one of the Imperial Capital’s Twin Beauties, Miss Guan. We have to test you! Let’s have a competition. If you lose, you’ll have to strip naked and run a lap outside without a single shred left."

"Do you dare? Don’t be a coward."

Their intent was clear—they wanted to humiliate Shen Xuanzhi, hoping to degrade him so thoroughly that he would never be able to lift his head again.

On his wedding night, stripped of dignity for all to see.

Shen Xuanzhi’s voice was cold, carrying a hoarse texture. "What do you want to compete in?"

The leader of the pack clapped his hands.

A long table was carried inside, with dozens of empty glasses lined up neatly, each promptly filled with alcohol.

The air quickly thickened with the overpowering scent of liquor.

"We’re competing in drinking, no skill involved. But tonight, drinking is all about luck; don’t say we’re bullying you. If you surrender, then start stripping."

Drinking—how does luck figure into it?