"Mom, don't worry this time, Wenwen is getting married." Although Qin Xiaoyu disliked what her mother said this morning, she loved her daughter to the core. She just hadn't figured out how to love herself.

Qin Xiaoyu couldn't bring herself to dislike her simply because of her sincere maternal love.

Grandma Hanhan was already wiping away tears. Zhou Xing's mother, who had always liked Tang Wenwen, was also overjoyed. She pulled Grandma Hanhan to sit down and started planning the wedding.

Auntie had only mentioned arranging the wedding, without giving any specific details. Seeing that Auntie looked tired, Qin Xiaoyu told her to go to sleep first.

"Of course we should hold a ceremony on both sides." Grandma Hanhan couldn't sit still at the thought of marrying off her daughter.

“Of course, Wenwen has to go back to Shanghai and will leave on the fifteenth of the first lunar month.” Zhou Xing’s mother was calculating the time.

"Wenwen's room is a bit small." Grandma Hanhan's tone became louder, forgetting that the whole family used to sleep on a single kang (a heated brick bed) when they lived in a bungalow.

"We can prepare a new room in Building 4. But who holds a wedding during the first month of the lunar year?" Qin Xiaoyu was also a little worried.

There's a saying here that weddings shouldn't be held in the first month of the lunar calendar. It's believed that holding a wedding in the first month is bad luck because it's considered unlucky for the year's ruling animal.

No matter how they calculated, they couldn't figure it out; Tang Wenwen and Jiang Fusheng had already made arrangements.

"You just left without a word." Tang Wenwen still felt wronged when she thought about it, and tears streamed down her face.

"I was angry at the time. I'm a grown man, and I couldn't bring myself to make a decisive decision when I saw the woman I loved being wronged. I made up my mind then and there that if I couldn't persuade my aunt to let me marry you, I wouldn't see you again!"

Jiang Fusheng gently pulled Wenwen's hand and embraced her.

Tang Wenwen wanted a man like this—responsible. She only regretted that she was blind back then and had ended up meeting Jing Tian.

From falling in love at first sight to working together for several months, she and Jiang Fusheng had already developed feelings for each other. However, Tang Wenwen kept backing away, not daring to let their relationship develop.

This was something I'd been suppressing for so long; even a simple accidental touch of her hand would send shivers down my spine. Our first hug was a little too awkward.

Tang Wenwen was nestled in his arms, her heart pounding like a deer. Her usual fierce demeanor was completely gone, and she didn't even dare to lift her head.

"Let's get married right away, I don't want to wait another day," Jiang Fusheng whispered in her ear.

"So fast?" Tang Wenwen was still not used to it and felt like she was dreaming.

"No rush, I can't wait to have the wedding." Jiang Fusheng gently bit her earlobe, and Tang Wenwen panicked, trying to break free from his embrace.

Jiang Fusheng had no choice but to hold her tightly and kiss her.

"Isn't it said that getting married in the first month of the lunar calendar wards off bad luck?" Tang Wenwen finally managed to push him away, saying that important business was more important.

Having learned her lesson the hard way, she won't rush ahead again this time.

"So what if it's bad for our offspring and makes it hard to have children? We already have Xiao Zichen, so at least we have a son. What's there to be afraid of?" Jiang Fusheng's words brought tears to Tang Wenwen's eyes.

"Whatever you say."

"I'll do whatever you say." Jiang Fusheng grinned mischievously and lowered his head again. Tang Wenwen chuckled and tried to escape, but it was too late. He dragged her back and threw her onto the bed.

"No! We have to wait until we get married!" Tang Wenwen tightly protected her clothes to prevent him from hitting her.

"Okay, wait." Although Jiang Fusheng was unwilling, he obediently turned over and lay down next to her. The two turned their heads to look at each other, their eyes reddening.

The door was pounded on loudly, and Qin Xiaoyu shouted, "Open the door!"

Tang Long and Feng Qin were listening to the commotion next door. As soon as they heard the noise, they opened the door to see what was going on, eager to see what would happen.

Tang Wenwen opened the door with a flushed face, and Qin Xiaoyu stormed in angrily.

"You two are just having fun, you're making us idle folks worry ourselves sick!"

"Sister-in-law, we've already held it before the Lantern Festival. You can help arrange it, it just needs to be simple, a family meal." Tang Wenwen came over and hugged Qin Xiaoyu, acting all cute and affectionate.

"Alright, alright, I'm scared of you guys." Qin Xiaoyu sighed and led them out.

Everyone was in the living room, gathered in a circle, discussing the wedding arrangements.

"To do it in the first month of the lunar calendar?" Grandma Hanhan looked at Grandpa Hanhan hesitantly.

"Listen to the child, whenever Wenwen says to hold the ceremony, then we'll hold it!" the wife declared. She had come over to join in the fun as soon as she heard about the happy occasion.

The lady of the house had authority, and since she spoke up, Grandma Hanhan readily agreed. Actually, she couldn't wait to hold the wedding tomorrow, but she was afraid it would bring bad luck to her descendants. Now that someone had spoken up, she didn't have to take responsibility.

"I'll go find my godmother to calculate the auspicious date." Qin Xiaoyu got up and sat down again. After taking care of Xiao Zichen for two days, Aunt Wang was also a bit tired. After all, she was an elderly person and no one had come to eat. She guessed that no one had gotten up yet.

"Then I'll go back and prepare first." Grandma Hanhan was the type who was always busy with nothing, and she hurriedly headed out.

"No rush, we have a department store right here. If we need anything, we'll just drive over and get it," my cousin's wife said with a smile after she had already returned from Hengchang.

"You're opening tomorrow, right? Remember to set off firecrackers," Qin Xiaoyu reminded her. State-owned department stores usually open on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, but she set Hengchang's opening date for the seventh, one day earlier, which would allow her to seize a lot of business opportunities.

"The wedding date is so soon, what about the wedding dress?" Zhou Yue walked over, heavily pregnant.

"I don't want the wedding dress." Tang Wenwen has always been carefree and doesn't care much about those things.

"Even if you don't want a wedding dress, at least get a decent outfit. It's a once-in-a-lifetime event," Zhou Yue said playfully.

"Then I'll just go to the clothing factory and find something to wear," Tang Wenwen said, her mind at ease.

“I made so many sets, but I don’t know if any of them will fit you.” Zhou Yue’s professional instincts kicked in, and she reached out to measure Tang Wenwen.

"Sis, you're not thin to begin with, and Wenwen's clothes are too big, it'll be a hassle to alter them." Qin Xiaoyu offended Zhou Yue with just one sentence.

"You're so skinny! I'm fat!"

"I like chubby girls, right! Our Xiaoyue looks good when she's chubby." Deng Jianyan immediately added insult to injury, and the two walked away smugly. Anyway, everyone was used to being forced to watch their lovey-dovey moments, so they didn't care anymore.

"I have a good idea. Come on, just follow me." Qin Xiaoyu had a sudden inspiration and pulled Tang Wenwen and Jiang Fusheng to the garment factory.

She didn't go through the main gate; she took the key and opened Master Xu's studio directly.

The room was neatly arranged, and there were some unfinished high-end orders on the table.

"Wenwen, choose one here. This is Master Xu's life's work. See if you're destined to find one that fits you." Qin Xiaoyu pointed to the mannequins in the outer room.

This wasn't Tang Wenwen's first time here; she had originally come just to admire the scenery, but now that she was going to wear the clothes, it was a completely different feeling.

"This one is good, let's try it on!" Jiang Fusheng's eyes were sharp, and he immediately spotted a Xiangyun yarn cotton cheongsam.

The fabric of Xiangyun yarn has an inherent sense of composure and nobility. The flowing fabric is decorated with a series of floral patterns, which are understated yet exude a powerful aura.

When Tang Wenwen came out after changing her clothes, time seemed to stand still. Except for her slightly flamboyant short hair, which didn't quite match, the clothes seemed tailor-made for her.