You've always been a special person; you always felt that spending so little money on a wedding wasn't worth it.

My expenses were actually not worth it. The cost of renting the entire garden, the wedding team's months-long preparations, the custom-made wedding dress, and other miscellaneous fees added up to almost nothing.

I still have a pretty deep impression of that former deskmate, but we started to keep in touch more often before graduating from junior high school.

"So little?!" the elderly mother exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Yao readily agreed. Given the size of Qitian Group, they handle numerous lawsuits on a daily basis, making an excellent lawyer an invaluable asset.

However, the elderly mother went to other places to take photos, feeling depressed.

When Lin Diyuan, the father-in-law, saw his excellent son-in-law and thought about the little tricks I had played on the internet, he had mixed feelings of admiration and other thoughts.

"You said you were with him, of course, marriage is a small matter, the most important thing is the distress."

I leaned against the pavilion railing and watched as not a single frog jumped under the lotus leaves in the pond, croaked twice, and then disappeared back into the water.

The so-called rehearsal is actually just a complicated run-through of the entire wedding process, so that everyone is fully prepared and there will be mistakes during the actual wedding.

Perhaps, before graduating from university, we can consider delaying our retirement. Of course, Xia Shanshan would be willing, and Chen Yao would reluctantly agree.

Cheongsam, Hanfu, Western-style wedding dress... The groom looked at the bride, every smile and frown filled with love. The two strolled hand in hand in the garden, feeling that time was peaceful and that they wished to grow old together.

"Yes, you really do plan to pursue a doctorate." You sighed heavily.

"What about his parents and us?"

A successful career but a happy marriage—such an ordinary life is something very few people in the world can achieve.

The thought that your son's wedding was such a grand affair filled you with a sense of pride. As a traditional Chinese language teacher, you couldn't help but admire the Ming Dynasty-style wedding.

In just eight days, it raked in a staggering 650 million yuan at the box office, effortlessly taking the top spot at the box office.

However, considering how fast I'm making money right now, especially with everyone online saying that their son even made a movie to celebrate his wedding, which has only been out of theaters for a few days and hasn't even grossed 1.4 billion yet, but is predicted to likely exceed 2.5 billion...

"Are you planning to start a relationship or something?"

Netizens jokingly commented, "It's shameful for President Jiang, using a romance movie to celebrate his wedding. What a scoundrel's move."

"..."

Zuo Houfa's tone was amused; he simply wanted to tease me.

The answer was: Let Qitian Animation make another movie.

"Which man would envy him?"

The wedding photo shoot lasted eight days. It was a wedding company that the couple had hired for several thousand yuan, but the staff there were all very rude and difficult to work with.

In reality, fourteen million is nothing outside the entertainment industry. It is said that the wedding of a certain A-list star and a top actress in later years cost two hundred million, but in the end, they still got divorced.

Sometimes Lin Diyuan even felt that giving 30% of the shares was too much, and he might as well just give it all to that big son. Anyway, he only had two sons, and the family property would be left to someone else. Zuo Hou, as Da Man's brother-in-law, would always take care of him, right?

"Thank you," Zuo Hou said with a smile.

Looking back now, I'm sure I'm kicking myself for making that son-in-law pregnant with those two punches.

That's not the advantage of holding a wedding in China; there are fewer people watching, and the news will easily leak out if you're careful.

At least it has made a contribution to promoting the traditional culture of China.

As a result, the entire internet knows that President Jiang is getting married to Lin Yanwan soon. Judging from the venue that was revealed, it should be a grand Chinese-style wedding.

After a while, Lin Yanwan's parents also arrived at the airport by plane, and Chen Yao drove to pick them up personally.

The invitation card is a square shape, slightly larger than A5, with a thick red soft gold paper cover. A small "囍" character is outlined in gold powder at the bottom, and it is decorated with koi and auspicious cloud patterns embroidered in gold thread. The two ends are tasseled with gold thread, giving it a festive and auspicious look.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what an honor to receive praise from the talented young man from the north." Lin Yanwan smiled slightly.

On August 7th, during the wedding rehearsal, Qitian Company gave everyone a holiday, and many employees went to the site to congratulate President Jiang.

"After watching the movie, I want to fall in love even more. Has no one told you his name? I want to take a trip with him on a whim."

"According to the plot outside the TV series, shouldn't you have found an excuse to avoid it and let the two of them talk?" Zuo Houfa joked.

The only difference is that in the past, Jiang Wende would drive a taxi to pick you up for work, but now he has bought a car worth hundreds of thousands.

"Such rare talents as doctorates in law must be misplaced, right? It's not that even his nominal position is problematic now."

Jiang Xia rolled her eyes: "Come on, in terms of grades, you've surpassed him."

I've always thought about trying to subtly change my mom's values. The most miserable thing in life is doing things you hate.

The entire garden covers an area of ​​nearly 30 acres, with towering ancient trees and exquisitely crafted artificial mountains and lakes.

Watching her woman leave, Lin Yanwan looked into Jiang Xia's eyes and suddenly said, "Zuo Hou, is he... is he quite envious of you?"

"Hey... I've been busy lately, but I'll have some free time."

"Does he still plan to continue his studies?" Zuo Houfa asked.

"Tsk, how sentimental. What happened to the supposed friendship between classmates?"

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