Mrs. Jin Always Wants a Divorce to Ship CP

Jin Yining, a Grand Slam film emperor in the entertainment industry, boasts an exceptionally handsome appearance, exquisite acting skills, and a background in a prestigious family, leading a smooth...

Chapter 597 Isn't it pretty good?

The wedding took place as scheduled, and Shang Ning was in a much better mood than before.

The wedding was held at the Jin family's grand hotel. Although Jin Xujing provided the venue, he was forced to come by his elder brother, and his expression was not very good throughout the entire event.

Shang Ning didn't pay much attention to Jin Xujing's attitude; after all, she was the bride at the wedding and should be happy.

Jin Yining personally designed all the details of the wedding, subtly incorporating optical elements, all of which Shang Ning liked. Moreover, the guests were mostly relatives and friends, with no media or people from the entertainment industry invited.

Shang Ning had a very large belly and needed someone to carefully support her when she walked.

Because Shang Congfeng couldn't show up, Shang Ning walked over from the doorway by herself, with Xia Tian and Zhao Xinxin accompanying her the whole time, and He Zhiyan standing next to Jin Yining watching Shang Ning come over.

Chen Yiyang sat below his mother, constantly turning the cup in his hand, without ever looking up.

Lian Jingyan turned to look at her daughter, "What's wrong?"

"I'm so happy! That rascal finally got married! How can I not be happy?" Chen Yiyang said, resting his chin on one hand as he looked over. "That rascal must have been incredibly lucky in his past life."

When are you coming back?

"Why would I come back? To bother you?" Chen Yiyang was still looking in that direction. She was genuinely happy for her brother's wedding, and she truly liked Shang Ning, her sister-in-law.

"You silly girl..." Lian Jingyan glared at her daughter, "Your dad misses you, so why doesn't he come back from teaching and teach you instead?"

“Your mother is right. What is a girl doing out there all the time? Since you’re back in the country, come home. I’ll feel more at ease if you come to the army.” Jin Xuguo replaced the wine glass in Chen Yiyang’s hand with a teacup. “I’ll have someone find you a school here. Isn’t A University pretty good? It’s close to your mother’s school.”

"Isn't teaching a good job for me now? B University is also good, it's ranked number one in the country." Chen Yiyang was referring to the ranking of the School of Optical Engineering, and B University is indeed ranked highly.

“You always have to come home,” Jin Xuguo continued. “Your mother and I aren’t forcing you to get married and have children, so why are you running so far away?”

"Well, I can't live under your noses, can I? I'm living a carefree life over there. Otherwise, wouldn't the house your little brat bought over there be a waste?"

"When did Jin Yining buy a house over there?" Jin Xuguo looked at his wife, clearly asking.

Even Jingyan was clearly curious, "Why did he buy a house over there? When did he buy it?"

Chen Yiyang shrugged slightly. "Probably because they have too much money?"

Lian Jingyan glared at her daughter, but didn't delve into the matter. After all, the money belonged to her son, and how he spent it was his own decision.

Moreover, they didn't want to get too involved in buying the house, since the children would have their own ideas as they grew up.

Lian Jingyan looked at her son over there, "I always feel that this girl has changed a lot from before, as if she is not a different person, but I can't quite put my finger on what the difference is."

"I guess they've grown up."

"No, it's just that it feels like a completely different person."

Chen Yiyang looked at her mother with a puzzled expression, and slightly curled the corners of his lips. Isn't changing the soul just changing the person?

And it was the most thorough kind of replacement.

"Isn't this great? Isn't it a better match for your son?" Chen Yiyang said casually, but his eyes kept falling on one of the groomsmen.