Perhaps it was because I went to bed too early the night before.
Or perhaps it's because of a major event like a wedding.
When Ye Li opened her eyes, the room was dimly lit, but she was unusually awake.
After staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, Ye Li got up and left the bedroom.
At five in the morning, the huge villa was quiet.
Ye Li quietly went downstairs and silently pushed open the door to the study on the first floor.
bookshelf.
desk.
A family photo of the three of them on the table.
Although Ye Mushen has been gone for more than a year, the study still remains the same as it was before.
Even the scent of books in the air is the same as when he was here.
"Dad, I'm getting married!"
Sitting in her office chair, Ye Li rested her head on her arm and looked at Ye Mushen, who was smiling broadly in the group photo, and said, "Also, you're going to have a grandson or granddaughter."
"If the temperature of happiness is 100 degrees, then I feel 99 degrees right now. Without you, it's not quite complete."
"...Dad, I've never thought about who I'll marry in the future, but in my imagination, I'm wearing a pure white wedding dress, holding your arm, walking step by step into the distance, towards that man."
"...Fu Yanci is a very good man. He and I will definitely be like you and Mom. We will make a good life for each other and live happily ever after! We will take care of Mom, Aunt Lan and our baby together."
"Dad, don't worry! Mom and I will be fine. And... we will always love you!"
For a week in a row, Li Xueqing had been sleeping poorly. In her half-awake state, she always felt that Ali was talking to her.
Following the sound, I found my way to the study. Pushing open the door, I saw Ye Li leaning over her desk, talking to a group photo.
A wave of bitterness immediately welled up in Li Xueqing's heart.
"mom!"
Meeting Ye Li's bright, smiling face, Li Xueqing's warmth in her eyes suddenly subsided. "Why are you up so early? Are you hungry? Do you want to go back upstairs for a nap? The makeup artist and stylist will be here soon, and then you won't be able to sleep anymore..."
"I'm not sleeping!"
Ye Li shook her head, stood up and hugged Li Xueqing, "Mom, we will all be fine. Dad will be very pleased to see this from heaven!"
"Yes, I definitely will!"
Li Xueqing gently patted Ye Li's back.
Have breakfast.
Take a shower and wash up.
Just after seven o'clock, the Ye family villa became bustling with people again.
In the bedroom on the second floor, Ye Li sat in front of the dressing table like a Barbie doll.
Makeup artists and stylists are busy doing makeup and hair.
Ye Li chatted with Fu Yanci on her phone, occasionally bickering with Lan Lan and Qin Chu.
As the only two bridesmaids, Lan Lan and Qin Chu wore the same light pink bridesmaid dresses.
Both women are beautiful, with one possessing a gentle and graceful demeanor and the other a dashing and spirited air; they both stand out from the crowd of beauties.
At this moment, the two beautiful, queen-like women were arguing fiercely about who was the elder sister.
Qin Chu argued logically, "Although we were born in the same year, I was born in November and you were born in December. I'm a month older than you, so of course I'm the eldest sister!"
Lan Lan argued forcefully, "So, did we become sisters because of Xiao Li? I watched Xiao Li grow up, and you're more than ten years late, okay? Qin Chuchu, do you even know what 'first come, first served' means? A mere month can't compare to more than ten years of long years? Hurry up and call me 'sister'!"
Qin Chu rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. "Lan Xiaocao, Li Zi has been calling you 'sister' for 22 years, aren't you tired of it yet? The tables have turned, shouldn't it be your turn to call someone else 'sister'? We're not strangers, we're all family, so hurry up and call me 'sister'!!!"
"hehe……"
Lan Lan looked indignant. "It's because I've been called 'older sister' for 22 years that I'm used to being called 'older sister'! No, Mrs. Lu, Xiao Li said you have a straightforward and decisive personality, so why are you so indecisive? Can't you just be a little more direct?"
Qin Chu shook his head decisively, "No!!!"
Lan Lan: ...
With the argument proving fruitless, the two turned to Ye Li, who was engrossed in playing on her phone, and asked, "Mrs. Fu, what do you say?"
I???
How could I dare to say a word?!
One woman and 500 ducks, the two of you combined have more fighting power than a duck, okay?
Look at Qin Chu, whose eyes crinkled into crescents and whose face was full of certainty that she would stand on her side.
Then look at Lan Lan, whose face is full of threats and says, "Watch your words."
Ye Li smiled slightly and shouted loudly with a strong voice, "Mom, Aunt Lan... you two unreliable daughters need to be disciplined!"
Two voices, one gentle and one fierce, rang out from downstairs.
"Chuchu, it's Ali's wedding today, you can't bully her!"
"Little Grass, what are you doing? The older you get, the less you act like a big sister!!! Ah Che, control your wife!!!"
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Lan Lan was dumbfounded.
Qin Chu laughed so hard he bent over.
The makeup artist and stylist were also doubled over with laughter.
Even after the fireworks exploded and the wedding car stopped in front of the Ye family villa, Qin Chu and Lan Lan still couldn't tell who was the eldest sister and who was the second sister.
The noisy laughter and chatter gradually faded away as the convoy departed, and in the blink of an eye, the once bustling Ye family villa was completely empty.
The convoy headed east, leaving the bustling city center, and filed into a private, understated yet luxurious garden parking lot.
Blue sky.
White clouds.
The grass is lush and green.
A path lined with blooming flowers leads directly to the center of the banquet hall.
The banquet hall was bustling with activity, and the guests were all smiles.
But Fu Yanci seemed to see and hear nothing, his eyes following the fragrant flower archway to the end of the flower path.
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