Mr. Si had already led the others and was waiting at the hotel entrance, followed by many leaders of the Regal Hotel.

The two cars slowly stopped in front of the hotel. Si Ze's father, Si Jiawei, personally opened the car door for Yan Mo's grandfather, giving enough face to the Yan family.

"Thank you for your help, nephew." Lao Mu thanked with a smile.

"Uncle Mu, don't be polite to me. You and my father are lifelong friends. Isn't it natural for me to drive for you?" Si Jiawei said with a smile, turning to look at Yan Mo who got out of the car, and said with great gratitude:

"Besides, you introduced such a wonderful granddaughter of yours to my family. I am almost grateful to you."

"Look at what you said. This is fate. The two children fell in love with each other. I was just a matchmaker. My girl is a little stubborn. Please take good care of her in the future."

After a few pleasantries, Old Wood strode over to Mr. Si and greeted him cheerfully, "Captain, nice to see you again."

“…”

Afterwards, a group of people, led by Si Ze, went up to the Regal VIP presidential suite and took their seats. Yan Mo and Si Ze were the protagonists, so they were naturally arranged to sit together, on the right hand side of Mr. Si.

They were so close that when Mr. Si saw the lipstick on Yan Mo's mouth, he frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The general manager of the Regal Hotel confirmed the number of guests with Si Ze and then began to instruct the kitchen to serve the dishes. Every time a dish was served, the manager would say something auspicious:

"Boiled shrimp, dragons congratulate the new year."

"The best sea king abalone, sea cucumber, shark's fin and belly soup, the king of the sea gets the fish and water."

"Date and lotus seed soup, I wish the boss a son soon."

"Pork belly with ginkgo nuts in soup, I wish the young master a long and happy marriage."

“…”

In the blink of an eye, all the dishes were on the table, no more, no less, ten dishes, which meant that everything went well for Yan Mo and Size, and everything was perfect.

"Eat, otherwise the food will get cold." Mr. Si said with a smile, signaling everyone to pick up their chopsticks.

We didn't come here to eat today. The dinner ended quickly and the waiter came in, removed the plates and served some fruit.

Yan Jing knew that the two families were discussing her sister's marriage, so she took the children to the living room to play. Ning Xin tactfully followed the children and left.

Yan Mo clutched the hem of her skirt with both hands, sitting there somewhat hesitantly, watching the two elders start talking about her and Si Ze. She bit the corner of her lip, frowned slightly, and instinctively felt like retreating, and her face became very ugly.

She did so, said "sorry" to everyone, and ran quickly into the bathroom.

"It's okay, I'll go take a look." Si Ze, who was sitting next to her, noticed Yan Mo's change at the first moment. He smiled and told everyone about it, then hurriedly followed him out.

No one paid much attention to it, thinking it was just a sign of Yan Mo's pregnancy. Only Mu Wanyue felt it was a little strange, as her daughter had told her that morning that she was not pregnant!

But her daughter's face looked really ugly just now. Could she be lying to her? For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

When Si Ze entered the bathroom, Yan Mo was lying in the washbasin, pouring cold water on his face.

Si Ze said nothing. He came behind Yan Mo, silently picked up her long braids for her, and looked at her with pity in his eyes. Ever since she saw her sister's divorce last time and the Tang family's expressions, he knew that an indelible shadow had formed in her heart. He was worried that he would treat her like that.

But how could he bear to do that? She was the one he had exchanged his life for.

Time passed, and half a minute later, Yan Mo raised his head from the washbasin and looked at the considerate Si Ze in the mirror. His mind and eyes were full of himself, and his eyes were full of regret.

A sense of guilt arose from his heart. Yan Mo suddenly turned around, threw himself into his arms, and apologized with a choked sob:

"Si Ze, I'm sorry..."

Hearing the three words "I'm sorry", Si Ze's heart slowed down for a moment, with panic in his eyes. He was afraid that she would say that she didn't want to marry him. What should he do then?

He didn't dare to think about what life would be like without her. He thought he would go completely crazy.

Si Ze immediately reached out and grabbed Yan Mo's mouth, staring at her with deep affection, trying to stop her from saying anything:

"Wife, you don't have to apologize to me in this life, the next, or the next. You are always right. You can never be wrong in front of me. I am the only one who is wrong." As he spoke, he took her hand with his other hand and slowly placed it on his heart, letting her feel the heart beating for her. "Momo, can you feel it beating for you? It only beats for you. If one day I no longer love you, that will be the moment it stops beating."

"Give me a chance, give it a chance, let us protect you together until we grow old, okay?"

"I won't get old. I want to be young and beautiful forever." Yan Mo said shyly. She retracted her hand awkwardly and muttered, "You said it as if it wouldn't beat without me. Si Ze, I'm not stupid. Everyone has a heartbeat. If it doesn't beat, we'll die!"

Si Ze nodded solemnly: "Yes, without you, I will die, really."

Yan Mo didn't believe it, but she was indeed moved by Si Ze's words. Which girl could resist such affectionate words? Anyway, she couldn't. She had to get married in this life, so she would rather that person be Si Ze.

Besides, what she said just now was not something she wanted to regret. She just felt guilty for ruining the atmosphere on such an important day with her emotions.

After hearing Si Ze’s sweet words, the messy and bad images in my head became much less, and my heart calmed down.

Seeing Yan Mo's disbelieving expression, Si Ze said seriously, "You don't believe me?" Then he took out a real knife from somewhere and put it in Yan Mo's hand: "You can take it out and see it now."

"What are you doing?" Yan Mo was scared to death. She was not a vixen. She didn't want to see his heart. Yan Mo nodded quickly to show that he believed her. She immediately held his hand and asked him to take it back.

"Okay, Si Ze, I know." Yan Mo touched Si Ze's face: "I won't leave you."

However, Yan Mo was puzzled as to why he carried a knife with him. She raised her head from his arms and looked at him suspiciously: "Say, Si Ze, you're not the yandere hero in a romance novel, are you? You carry a knife with you. If I don't agree to be with you, we'll both have an affair?" This reminded Yan Mo of Gong Ling's ex-boyfriend, and she shuddered: "It's a bit scary."

Si Ze was speechless:

"What nonsense are you imagining? I told you to watch less of that stuff. Not only will you catch a cold, but you'll also become stupid." Si Ze took out the knife and patiently explained, "This is my habit. My life wasn't as peaceful and safe as it is now. Sometimes, these little habits can be life-saving, so I kept them."

Yan Mo returned the knife to Si Ze and touched his face with heartache. He must have experienced something like this before, which is why he kept it until now.

"Okay, let's go out!" Si Ze took the hand that was stroking his face and said.

"Yeah." Yan Mo had no objection. Instead, he grabbed him and walked out of the bathroom.

On the way to the restaurant, Yan Mo suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Si Ze, your aunt seemed to be looking at me a little strangely today..."