Two months later, the Grand Hotel in Xiling City was decorated in a dreamlike style.
In a presidential suite upstairs, Le Yao, wearing a phoenix crown and a bright red wedding dress embroidered with phoenixes, was sitting on the bed waiting for the auspicious time. Qiao Qiao and the others were by her side. Apart from Hong Xia, who was already married and about to become a mother, the others were bridesmaids. However, because the ceremony to be held later would be a traditional Chinese ceremony, they were called wedding attendants at this time.
"I must say, Nangong Jue really put a lot of effort into it." Qiao Qiao examined the exquisite veil. "It's double-sided embroidered, it doesn't look cheap at all."
"Mr. Qiao, are we short of money?" Qian Meiqi chuckled. "When you get married, we'll have to do the same thing."
"No thanks." Qiao Qiao waved her hand directly. "I want to keep my wedding simple. Doing all this will exhaust me."
“Yes, I also think it’s really tiring.” Song Qiaoqiao nodded in agreement. “I told my brother Ya that we’ll get our marriage certificate and make it official, and then have a destination wedding.”
“You’re all getting married, and I’m still single. I feel so ashamed,” Wang Xia pouted.
Where is your friend?
“That’s fine for the young couple to date, but not for marriage.” Wang Xia shook her head. “They’ve already broken up.”
“Me too.” Qian Meiqi quickly raised her hand. “So, Xia, you’re not alone.”
"Mmm." Wang Xia hugged Qian Meiqi. "Luckily, I still have you."
Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes; these two drama queens.
Soon, the auspicious time arrived, and the groom was about to come and pick up the bride.
Nangong Jue arrived with his groomsmen. After enduring all sorts of difficulties from the bridesmaids and handing out red envelopes, he finally entered the house, only to find the bride with her head covered by a veil.
Then Han Xiangdong carried Le Yao out of the room and handed her over to Nangong Jue. Nangong Jue carried Le Yao to the banquet hall, where they kowtowed and served tea to their parents.
Han Baozhu and Liu Sujuan sat in the main seats, happily accepting the newlyweds' greetings.
“And me too.” He Rong suddenly appeared out of nowhere. “I’m the mother-in-law, I have to serve tea to my daughter-in-law.”
The scene became somewhat awkward at one point.
Nangong Jue turned his head and glanced at Fang Ming.
Fang Ming was helpless. Could he really stop her from coming in?
Le Yao squeezed Nangong Jue's hand, then handed him a cup of tea: "Mom, have some tea."
"Sigh." He Rong's nose felt a little sore. He took a sip of tea, then handed a large file bag to Le Yao. "This is for you. Take good care of yourself from now on."
Because Le Yao was wearing a veil, she didn't know what it was, so she could only temporarily hand it over to Tao Qing to keep. After thanking him and kowtowing, the ceremony was completed and she was to be sent to the bridal chamber. However, Le Yao actually went back to her room to change into a dress, and then came out to perform a Western-style ceremony, followed by a banquet.
The emcee was from Wu Ya's company, and the atmosphere was warm and lively. After all the events were completed, the emcee announced that the groom could kiss the bride.
Nangong Jue hugged Le Yao and lowered his head to kiss her, however...
Ugh! Le Yao suddenly pushed Nangong Jue away and turned her head to gag.
"Ah Yao?" Nangong Jue was startled.
"It's okay, you're going to be a dad." Le Yao smiled and placed her hand on her lower abdomen. "It's been a little over two months."
"That's great." Nangong Jue's eyes were a little red.
"Daddy, you made Mommy throw up." Six-year-old Shuo Shuo suddenly called out in a childish voice.
Nangong Jue: ...
Le Yao: ...
Everyone: ...
After a moment of stunned silence, everyone burst into laughter.
Le Yao looked at Nangong Jue. She had changed the plot and found her own happiness. In this life, she would stay here with this man and be happy forever.
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