Chapter 243 Don't Bark (The End)

Upon hearing this, a gentle smile appeared on Ji Wanqing's lips, and Meng Chao took her hand in response.

When their eyes met, Ji Wanqing lowered her eyelashes slightly, a rare hint of shyness appearing on her face.

She nodded gently, without any hesitation, "Okay."

In a word, the dust has settled.

Meng Chao smiled too, a smile more radiant than any Ji Wanqing had ever seen before.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips; it was a tender and solemn kiss.

What followed was a busy yet sweet wedding preparation, with both families giving their utmost support and respect.

The two former best friends, Ji's mother and Meng's mother, who are now prospective in-laws, have poured all their enthusiasm into the wedding preparations, as if they wanted to make up for the time they had missed back then.

Respecting Ji Wanqing's wishes, Meng Chao opted not for an extravagant wedding, but instead chose a highly private seaside resort.

The style is Ji Wanqing's favorite romantic forest theme, which blends natural wildness with exquisite elegance.

On the wedding day, the weather was perfect; the sky was clear and the sunlight gilded the azure sea and lush vegetation.

Ji Wanqing wore a wedding dress custom-made by a famous designer. The dress was a simple and flowing satin mermaid style, and the veil was hand-embroidered with delicate star and moon patterns, which echoed the necklace that Meng Chao had given her.

As she walked arm in arm with her mother, on the grass covered with white petals, she was as beautiful as an elf emerging from the depths of the forest, or a star fallen to earth.

At the other end of the red carpet, Meng Chao stood tall and straight, wearing a perfectly tailored black suit.

His usual nonchalant laziness was replaced by an unusual solemnity. His gaze was fixed on the bride who was slowly walking towards him. Her eyes, which always seemed somewhat indifferent, were now filled with deep affection and amazement that were almost overflowing.

When Ji's mother solemnly placed her daughter's hand into Meng Chao's, Meng's mother, sitting in the audience, couldn't help but feel her eyes welling up with tears.

Those seated below the stage were their closest family and friends, including some close associates from the entertainment industry. Everyone watched the newlyweds with sincere blessings.

During the exchange of vows, Meng Chao gazed into Ji Wanqing's eyes, each word clear and firm.

"Ji Wanqing, before I met you, I thought life was pretty much like this. You made me realize that my heartbeat can get out of control, and that there is hope for the future. I will spend the rest of my life proving that I love you. Marry me!"

His vow was devoid of flowery language or pre-rehearsed lines; it was a heartfelt expression that deeply moved Ji Wanqing.

Her eyes welled up with tears, but she tried her best to maintain her most beautiful smile as she responded.

"Meng Chao, thank you for coming into my life and protecting my little world in your own way. From today onwards, whether it's the noise in the live broadcast room or the ordinariness of life, I only want to share it with you."

She paused, then the corners of her mouth curved upwards even more. "I do."

They exchanged rings, the platinum bands shimmering with a pure light in the sunlight.

As the emcee announced, "Now, the groom may kiss his bride," Meng Chao gently lifted the veil, bent down, and kissed his bride tenderly and affectionately.

A burst of enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from the audience, and the sea breeze carried a salty, damp scent and a sense of happiness.

The dinner was equally warm and unique, without the tedious toasting process, and felt more like a large gathering of friends.

Ji Wanqing changed into a toasting outfit and, together with Meng Chao, received blessings from all directions.

Meng Chao held her hand tightly the whole time, showing her great care and tenderness. Anyone could see how much he cherished his wife.

As night deepened, the guests gradually dispersed, or continued their festivities in other areas of the manor.

Meng Chao and Ji Wanqing returned to the wedding room that had been carefully prepared for them.

A detached seaside villa.

The moment she pushed open the door, Ji Wanqing was slightly taken aback.

The main light in the room was off; instead, soft, warm light bathed the floor, the table, and the bed.

If you look closely, you'll see countless tiny LED strings and scented candles, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

The air was filled with the faint scent of roses and cedar, which was very pleasant.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is the boundless sea, and the soothing sound of the tides can be faintly heard.

"Do you like it?" Meng Chao hugged her from behind, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Mmm..." Ji Wanqing leaned against him, feeling her heart start racing uncontrollably again.

After the hustle and bustle of the wedding, the tranquility and privacy of this moment amplify a sense of anticipation and tension.

"Are you tired?" He kissed her earlobe, his warm breath brushing against her.

"A little," she answered honestly; her feet were indeed a bit sore after standing all day.

Meng Chao chuckled, picked her up in his arms, and carried her steadily into the depths of the bedroom.

Ji Wanqing gasped softly, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her cheek against his firm chest, where she could clearly hear his strong and slightly rapid heartbeat.

Instead of going directly to the large bed covered with red sheets, he placed her on the spacious and soft sofa, then knelt down on one knee and personally took off her beautiful but tiring high heels.

His movements were incredibly natural, as if he had done it a thousand times before, his fingers gently massaging her slightly sore ankles.

Ji Wanqing looked down at his focused profile, her heart softening completely.

This man, who is the president of Shengying Media and the noble young master of the Meng family, can put aside all his pride and be meticulous and considerate in front of her.

"Thank you, honey." Her voice was soft, tinged with a hint of shyness.

This was the first time today that she had addressed him like that in a space where it was just the two of them.

Meng Chao paused slightly in his massage, raised his head, and looked intently at her.

A warm yellow halo danced in the depths of his eyes, like two dark flames igniting.

He stood up, pulled her up, and drew her into his arms.

"Say it again," he whispered, his voice even lower and hoarser than before.

"Husband..." Ji Wanqing called out again, her voice even softer, filled with boundless dependence and affection.

This address ignited the ambiguity that had been brewing in the air for a long time. Meng Chao no longer hesitated and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

This kiss was different from the solemn, ceremonial kiss at the wedding, and unlike any kiss before.

It possesses an irresistible heat and aggression, filled with a clear possessiveness and desire.

His tongue skillfully pried open her teeth, went deep, entwined, with an almost greedy urge to take.

Ji Wanqing was so weak from his kisses that her mind went blank, and she could only respond instinctively, her hands clinging limply to his shoulders.

Her compliant and hesitant response was more like a silent encouragement.

Meng Chao's hand began to slowly roam over her back, and even through the thin silk dress, one could feel the burning heat of his palm.

The temperature seemed to carry an electric current, stirring up subtle shivers wherever it passed.

He explored patiently, bit by bit, as if handling a rare treasure.

My breathing became increasingly rapid, and the air seemed to become thin and viscous.

The sound of the tide outside the window seemed to become clearer, wave after wave, gently but persistently lapping against the shore, echoing the intertwined breaths inside.

(End of Meng Chao's chapter)