I was getting very anxious waiting for Han Chen.

Han Chen's best men were Liang Dongyan and Song Yan.

Originally, Zhou Mo felt that this distribution was a bit strange, but after thinking about it, he realized what was wrong.

"Old Song, you should be my maternal family, right?"

"You have enough bridesmaids," Song Yan said, "Isn't Han Chen short of people here?"

Zhou Mo smiled and said, "So, if I need a bridesmaid, will you still be my bridesmaid?"

Song Yan: “…”

Chen Pan clapped and cheered, "A cross-dressing man? I like it."

Song Yan glared at her, "Go away."

So, Song Yan ran to Han Chen.

Zhou Mo didn't want the wedding to be too noisy, nor did she want it to be too tiring or troublesome, so she kept almost all the steps simple.

Only some very traditional rituals of Dongjiang are retained.

No wedding pranks.

No problem.

No red envelopes were given out either.

When Han Chen arrived, the journey was smooth and all the doors were open.

Others may still be more reserved and block the door or something like that.

Zhou Mo has none.

She just wanted to open all the doors and tell everyone that she had always been willing to be with Han Chen.

We've talked enough about being reserved when we're in love.

Now she doesn't want to talk about it.

Han Chen was also quite shocked when he saw the open door and the unobstructed road.

Even Liang Dongyan and Song Yan said that his marriage was too smooth and too boring.

Han Chen didn't think so. He said, "Marrying her was easy. What wasn't easy was every step leading up to today, and every step we'll take together in the future."

He held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, knelt on one knee, and said to Zhou Mo, who was sitting on the bed in a white veil, "Wife, I'm here to pick you up."

Zhou Mo excitedly threw himself on him and hugged his neck, "I've been waiting for you."

Han Chen put down the flowers and hugged her.

The two hugged each other tightly.

The wedding was simple, there were no talent shows, no heartfelt confessions, everything went according to plan.

Witnessing the wedding, exchanging rings, changing one's words...it's all very common.

Neither Zhou Mo nor Han Chen were moved to tears.

According to Zhou Mo, being with Han Chen is already very happy. Their happiness threshold and touching threshold have been raised to a very high level.

Whatever you do at this time will seem deliberate.

The wedding ceremony they needed was not to prove anything between them, but just to explain to outsiders and guests that he was her husband and she was his wife.

That's all.

There is no need to be deliberate, just be touching and romantic, and just spend the day happily and relaxed.

Everyone thought their wedding was a bit bland.

Zhou Mo thought it was just right.

What matters in a wedding is not how rich, grand or lively it is.

What matters is who you walk into the wedding with.

As long as your other half is the one you love, you will be happy even if the wedding is simple and boring.

It's time to toast.

Zhou Mo had changed into a cheongsam-style toast dress.

Only then did she have the opportunity to see clearly who was present.

There is no need to say much about Liu Xiangru.

Both uncles and their families arrived.

Even Liu Hun, who is always busy like a top, came.

To be honest, if it weren’t for this wedding, Liu Hun would never have met Han Chen.

It was Han Chen's bad luck to meet Liu Hun.

The wedding was about to take place, and Han Chen was meeting his brother-in-law for the first time, so he had to toast and apologize.

He is a person who gets drunk after three cups of wine, so how can he drink more than Liu Hun?

Zhou Mo couldn't stand it anymore, glared at Liu Hun angrily, and drank a glass for Han Chen.

Liu Hui looked at Zhou Mo's angry expression and said with a smile, "Look at you, you just got married and you're already leaning on your husband. As his brother, you don't feel sorry for him at all, do you?"

In front of everyone, Zhou Mo blushed a little: "You did it on purpose. Also, don't bully Han Chen."

Liu Hun laughed loudly twice, "Look, you're already anxious."

Liu Xia, who was standing by, nudged Liu Hui and said, "You just love teasing Momo. You're an adult now, so please tone it down a bit."

Liu Hui: "I understand, big sister. I'm just happy, isn't that okay? My sister, who always wanted to get married, is finally getting married. I have to have a few more drinks to celebrate."

Zhou Mo's face turned black: "..."

Liu Xia gently pinched the flesh on Liu Hun's arm and said through gritted teeth, "Speak again!"

"No more, no more," Liu Hun begged. He then raised his glass and became serious. "I wish you and your wife a happy wedding and a long and happy marriage."

Only then did he resume his serious demeanor as a brother.

Han Chen and Zhou Mo clinked glasses with him and each took a small sip.

Everyone at this table is family, so it's okay to indulge a little, except for Han Chen, who feels a little restrained.

After leaving the table, Zhou Mo looked at him worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

Han Chen: "Nervous."

Zhou Mo: "Hmm?"

Han Chen: "I didn't expect that after such a long time, I'm still nervous to see your family."

Zhou Mo chuckled, "It feels like a bit of a role reversal today."

Han Chen: "What role reversal?"

Zhou Mo: "I'm the aggressive husband, and you're the quiet wife."

Han Chen: “…”

Zhou Mo patted his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, I can be your husband in the future."

Han Chen lowered his head, leaned close to her and whispered, "Who is the husband? Who is on top."

"..." She pushed him, her face flushed, "Let's go, there's another table for you."

As they talked, they walked to the next table together.

There are not many people at this table, they are Han Chen’s relatives.

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