Rebirth from the Ashes Chapter 787 Too Nervous To Sleep

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Acting as though she noticed nothing, Fu Junqiu clapped her hands and called out, "Quick, everyone to your places. Let's not waste any time."

Shen Xi balled her fists tight. How could Aunt Junqiu have the gall to overlook her completely!

The practice session flowed without issues. Yet, Shangguan Yanqiu, Yun Jinping, plus several elders, quickly led the future brides away post-rehearsal, barring the grooms-to-be from tagging along.

That evening, Shen Xi and the other girls remained at the house, whereas Li Yuan, the grooms, and groomsmen stayed over at the Li family residence.

Students from the old international class returned. On the big day, Ye Weiyang and the girl group members swapped their flashy outfits for bridesmaid dresses.

True to expectations, the abrupt wedding news from a rising star like Song Wenye sent shockwaves through the entertainment industry. The general public reacted poorly to it.

Song Wenye faced backlash for acting foolishly and being a lovesick fool by rushing into marriage amid her skyrocketing career.

Yu Yuanxi drew heavy fire for leeching off his girlfriend's fame, grabbing his shot at celebrity via their romance and wedding. Labeled shameless and toxic, critics said if he truly cared for Song Wenye, he wouldn't marry her at this moment for her own good.

Amid the height of online outrage, Shen Xi dropped a Weibo update. [ShenXi: Let me introduce you to my big brother @YuYuanxi.]

Li Yuan chimed in with his own post soon after. [LiYuan: @YuYuanxi. Big Brother, wishing you eternal bliss with my sister-in-law.]

The Fu family heavyweights joined the fray, mentioning Yu Yuanxi and showering him with well-wishes.

This quelled the haters effectively. Though annoyed, they were forced to halt their attacks on Yu Yuanxi.

Claims that Yu Yuanxi was just using Song Wenye for publicity, snapping photos, and exploiting her turned out pure nonsense. Weibo's hot searches revealed the shocking truth.

Li Yuan, the globe's richest tycoon, dubbed him Big Brother.

The Fu family's three young masters stepped up as Yu Yuanxi's allies, defending him from the online mob.

As haters fled the scene, the remaining netizens backed off too. None dared confront these powerhouses directly—that was courting disaster on a razor's edge.

What about the Fu family? They ran the planet's top artist agency, experts at forging megastars. Whether in China or abroad, they could blacklist anyone from entertainment circles effortlessly.

Shen Xi headed Cosmos Entertainment, the nation's premier entertainment firm; Ms. Cai Ni was the celebrated designer; Screenwriter Cloud Seven; plus elite composer Xixi. With showbiz folks eager to network with her, nobody risked offending her.

It silenced all doubts over Yu Yuanxi and Song Wenye's marriage.

Big names from entertainment, fashion, business, and politics extended their congratulations and good wishes.

Fans kept rallying behind Song Wenye, prioritizing her joy above everything.

Haters and online agitators choked down their resentment, powerless to fan flames in comments since their devices got hacked. Talk about reaping the opposite of what they sowed.

Even now, Song Wenye's fame kept climbing, matched by Yu Yuanxi's fanbase surge. He sparked jealousy by blowing up pre-movie release and amassing five million followers.

Song Wenye exploded online thanks to her elite status and ties. Glitzy Girls rode the publicity wave too. Constant spotlight didn't harm their image—instead, they scored loads of sponsorships.

Every performer would claw their way into Cosmos Entertainment, the golden path to superstardom.

Shen Xi never imagined Song Wenye and Yu Yuanxi's wedding reveal would blow up so huge. Yet she was thrilled it turned out positively massive.

Ye Weiyang and the girls bantered, laughed, and messed around with Song Wenye in the living room.

A devotee of the group, Mrs. Yu gleefully clutched a poster and sought autographs as they approached.

Truth be told, Shen Tang had already secured signed goodies for Mrs. Yu, but meeting her idols in person sent her to ecstasy.

Festive vibes filled the home with all the decorations in place. The living room transformed into a party space for Fu Junqiu's bachelorette bash, her final farewell to singledom.

Still, holding the bachelorette the night before the wedding wasn't ideal. Shangguan Yanqiu and the women fretted the brides might oversleep their ceremony after boozing and revelry, so they swapped booze for mocktails.

Nevertheless, the lively bunch of young ladies partied on until the stroke of midnight. After dancing their hearts out, they wrapped up the evening and strolled off to bed, arms linked together.

The house brimmed with so many guests that squeezing extras into rooms wouldn't suffice for all. Li Yuan's villa nearby was emptied out to serve as extra sleeping quarters.

Shen Xi's bedroom hosted her along with the other brides-to-be. An additional bed was hauled in and positioned beside the original, letting the four of them bunk together.

With curtains left open, they lounged on the beds as moonlight streamed in, bathing them in a cozy glow.

After restless tossing and turning, Song Wenye abruptly sat upright, clutching her chest. "Xixi, Tangtang, Aunt Junqiu, are you feeling nervous?"

Fu Junqiu remained utterly composed. "No."

Shen Xi murmured a vague sound, eyes too heavy to lift, leaving doubt if she'd even registered the query. Worn out from the night's endless merriment, sleep was pulling her under.

Shen Tang rose and clasped Song Wenye's hand, nodding eagerly like she'd found a soulmate. "I feel physically drained and ought to rest, but my heart pounds wildly, mind buzzing alert. I just can't sleep."

Her jitters were totally warranted, facing the aisle walk tomorrow. Palms had turned sweaty during the earlier run-through.

"Calm yourselves," Fu Junqiu coolly reassured them. "It's merely a wedding."

Shen Xi managed one more syllable before soft snores escaped her. Slumber had swiftly overtaken her.

Grinning, Fu Junqiu jabbed a finger her way. "Emulate her. No heart at all—see how she nodded off right amid our chat."

"She's worn out from last night," Song Wenye shot back, peering at Shen Xi. Those telltale love bites peeking from her neck screamed a steamy romp with Toffeecito's Dad.

Shen Tang beamed with fondness, nodding vigorously. "Xixi's totally beat."

Shen Xi might've snatched a nap curled in Li Yuan's arms, had Aunt Junqiu not vigilantly watched her through the rehearsal.

Fortunate indeed that someone could instill a healthy fear in Shen Xi. It kept her razor-sharp and on point during practice, behavior impeccably prim.

Only Shen Xi slumbered deeply; the others tossed sleeplessly. Girltalk flowed until Shen Tang and Song Wenye at last slipped into dreams.

Even after preaching calm and claiming zero nerves, Fu Junqiu lay wide-eyed. Hours ticked by before exhaustion finally dragged her under.

Pre-dawn, the alarm pierced the quiet, chased by urgent door raps. Perky Ruan Sisi burst in to jolt them awake for hair and makeup sessions.

The racket at the door hinted that Ye Weiyang, her girlfriends, Chu Ying, and International Class peers—who'd jetted in globally—were buzzing with even greater frenzy than the brides-to-be.