Ji Wanmei, naturally beautiful and graceful, was the factory director's daughter. At eighteen, she was admitted to the provincial university. With her braids and floral skirt, her waist swaying...
Chapter 396
In November, Ji Wanmei and Lei Tingjun set their wedding date, and wedding invitations were sent out like snowflakes.
Over the years, they have each made many friends in their own circles, and the Ji family in Pingquan County also has many relatives.
Just a rough estimate suggests that at least sixty or seventy tables will be needed, and that's just a rough calculation. When everyone actually arrives, it might not be enough.
Ji Wanmei lay on the bed, holding a small notebook, biting the end of a pen, and began calculating the number of tables for the wedding banquet.
She prepared five tables for her classmates and three tables for her colleagues. She also asked Lei Tingjun how many tables his brothers and friends could come to.
He also sent invitations to his relatives from his hometown, as well as to distant and close relatives from Xiahe Village and Honghe Township. He sent invitations to anyone who could attend.
Ji Wanmei asked him, "I need to send invitations to Senior Brother Lu and Grandma Song's family, you don't mind, do you?"
Lei Tingjun had just come out of a cold shower, his bare feet on the floor tiles. He dried his head with a towel, raised an eyebrow, and said, "What do I care about? We're getting married soon, why would I care about those things?"
"Haha, that's true. Who can be as magnanimous as my partner?" Ji Wanmei swung her raised foot and wrote something in her notebook. "Then I'll reserve two tables for Grandma Song's family and Shuxiutang as well."
When Ji Wanmei started her clothing brand, Grandma Song strongly supported her and even recommended two very talented designers to join the team. It can be said that Grandma Song was one of her important mentors.
Therefore, she absolutely had to invite Grandma Song to her wedding.
Although Grandma Song felt very regretful that Ji Wanmei ultimately failed to become her granddaughter-in-law, she now had Ji Wanmei as her last disciple and treated her like her own granddaughter, so their feelings were the same.
"By the way, I also sent out invitations to Zhao Si. He's in Guangzhou, so we'll see if he has time. If he does, he can come."
Lei Tingjun had no objections.
Then Ji Wanmei asked, "What arrangements have you made for your uncle's and cousin's families?"
Lei Tingjun sat down next to her. "As usual, just like your relatives."
Ji Wanmei turned to look at him, touched his cheek, and said with some heartache, "Your parents are gone, and you don't have any elders. When we get married and toast the elders, there won't be anyone to represent us in the upper seats."
Lei Tingjun thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll ask Professor Liang to be my witness. He's my mentor from university and has mentored me a lot over the years. It's only right that he accepts our toast as newlyweds."
"That works too." Ji Wanmei thought it was a good idea.
She wrote it down in her notebook: "I also need to call my aunt and uncle in the United States in advance to tell them that it is quite troublesome for them to come back from abroad, so I need to tell them in advance so they can prepare."
"You know what? Just the banquet list my dad gave me is enough for fifty tables. I have no idea where he got so many relatives and friends." Ji Wanmei twirled her hair, looking a little frantic.
Lei Tingjun laughed: "Your dad has been working in Pingquan County for decades, and he won't even allow people to have a few friends."
Ji Wanmei poked his chest with the tip of her pen: "So, if you were to run a business in Pingdong City for twenty years, wouldn't you have to bring in two hundred tables?"
Lei Tingjun raised an eyebrow and said arrogantly, "That's not necessarily true, but a hundred or so tables might still be enough."
"You're so lucky! You're all strutting around like a mile a minute!" Ji Wanmei swiped her pen downwards to tickle the flesh on his waist.
Lei Tingjun hissed, ripped off the towel, and easily flipped over to subdue Ji Wanmei's petite body beneath him, then lowered his head to punish her with a kiss.
Caught off guard, she only had time to let out a soft cry before he silenced her with a kiss, leaving her with only a soft moan.
Ji Wanmei had just finished showering and drying her hair, and was only wearing a beige-white camisole nightgown and a shawl.
She had long, jet-black hair that flowed smoothly over her shoulders; her small, oval face was fair and clear; her lips were rosy red; her teeth were pearly white; she was charming and sweet.
She had a slender waist, delicate features, and when she looked up at him, her eyes were bright and sparkling like stars.
The slip dress and the shawl were both made of silk, and with the slightest movement, they slid down her smooth, glossy shoulders.
Lei Tingjun saw his fair and delicate collarbone.
Those two thin shoulder straps looked so fragile, as if they would break with the slightest tug.
Lei Tingjun's gaze deepened, and his kiss became more urgent.
Ji Wanmei couldn't help but raise her hands, wrap her arms around his neck, and let out a few soft, sweet sounds.
The thin silk fabric she wore felt smooth to the touch. As she raised her arms, her full breasts also lifted, softly rubbing against his hot, hard chest, causing his breathing to become even heavier.
Lei Tingjun obeyed the call of his heart, released the lips he loved so much, and traced his way down her beautiful collarbone.
The man's masculine scent, the smell of soap, and a faint hint of tobacco mingled together, filling every breath Ji Wanmei took because they were so close. She closed her eyes in a daze, trembling slightly.
She raised her hand and grabbed his hair haphazardly.
Ji Wanmei felt as if she had turned into a bowl of tofu pudding on his breakfast table, white, tender, smooth, and soft like mutton fat, which he devoured with great ravenous hunger.
She wore a silk slip dress, like a pool of melting snow that began to melt and recede under the sun, clinging precariously to the last branch of a tree.
The last bit of space was almost completely melted away by that scalding kiss.
When all the spring snow melts, the branches covered in snow will be fully revealed, showing their most beautiful and unreserved appearance.
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