Three years later.
Jiangcheng.
Yanxi Lake Golf Estate.
"Yi-yi, have you remembered everything Mommy told you?"
Sang Yuwan half-squatted down, gently placing her hands on Rong Weiyi's small shoulders, her gaze very tender.
Three-year-old Rong Weiyi wore a snow-white princess dress and had her hair styled in a pretty bun. She also wore an exquisite diamond crown on her head.
Hearing her mother's question, she nodded with a smile. Then, in her childish voice, she said, "Mommy, I've remembered everything."
Sang Yuwan was a little worried, and said with a smile, "Yiyi, tell Mom again..."
Before she could finish speaking, Rong Zhi walked over and said, "Wanwan, we should go now."
Then, he bent down and picked Rong Weiyi up.
Sang Yuwan stood up as well.
Rong Zhi held Rong Weiyi with one arm, freeing the other to hold her hand.
"Just hold Yi Yi." Sang Yuwan smiled gently.
Rong Zhi lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, "Questioning your husband's abilities."
Sang Yuwan glared at him upon hearing this, "Don't talk nonsense in front of Yi Yi."
Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow. "What did I say?"
Rong Weiyi grinned and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
Sang Yuwan looked away and quickened her pace.
Seeing this, Rong Zhi said to Rong Weiyi in his arms, "What should we do? Your mommy seems to be angry."
"Kiss me..." Rong Weiyi said in a childish voice, "If Daddy kisses Mommy, Mommy won't be angry anymore."
Sang Yuwan gave a helpless smirk.
Before long, the three of them arrived at a lawn in the resort that was rarely open to the public.
A low-key yet luxurious wedding is about to take place.
The tender green tips of the grass were adorned with glistening dewdrops, as if nature had carefully laid out a green carpet for the newlyweds, both refreshing and solemn.
All around, a variety of flowers bloomed in vibrant colors. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, which, together with the faint chirping of birds in the distance, created a silent melody, adding a touch of poetry and romance to the wedding.
The guests took their seats.
To the strains of soothing music, Mingzhan, dressed in a custom-made suit, strode confidently to the center of the stage. He exuded a dashing air, his eyes sparkling with anticipation and determination for the future.
Lan Xiya looked at him and couldn't help but think of Ming Yu again.
Of Mingyu's three sons, Mingzhan looks the most like him.
Sang Yuwan turned her head and saw Lan Xiya wiping the corner of her eye. She then pursed her lips and took Lan Xiya's right hand in hers.
Lan Xiya smiled through her tears, "Wanwan, if only your Uncle Ming were still here."
Sang Yuwan gently comforted her, "Auntie, Uncle Ming is watching from heaven. He will bless Second Brother."
Lan Xiya's eyes reddened slightly, and she nodded silently.
"Now, please welcome the bride to the stage."
As soon as the pastor finished speaking, the guests all turned around and looked back.
Bo Xinglan wore a flawless white wedding dress and an exquisite floral wreath, looking like a princess straight out of a fairy tale, exuding elegance and happiness with every step she took.
The person who led her out was Rong Zhi.
Bo Yuheng and Bo Hanshan have both passed away. Bo Xinglan's cousin and her own brother, who hated Sang Yuwan so much that they also hated the house because of her, strongly opposed Bo Xinglan marrying Ming Zhan.
They refused to attend such occasions, thus distancing themselves from Bo Xinglan.
Fortunately, Bo Xinglan didn't care about this at all.
Having gone through so much, she has seen through the true nature of humanity.
She originally planned to appear alone.
It was Sang Yuwan who suggested that Rong Zhi hand her over to Ming Zhan.
This indicates that Bo Xinglan is not without support, thereby intimidating Bo Xinglan's cousins and brothers.
As they approached the center of the stage, Mingzhan came down from the audience.
Rong Zhi handed Bo Xinglan to him and said seriously, "Mingzhan, I'm entrusting Xinglan to you. You have to take responsibility for her. If you ever wrong her, I will not let you off easily."
Ming Zhan grasped Bo Xinglan's hand, his gaze resolute. "Since I have chosen her, I will never let her down."
Rong Zhi nodded.
Ming Zhan and Bo Xinglan walked hand in hand into the archway woven from flowers and green leaves. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and all eyes were focused on the happy couple.
Soon it was time to exchange rings.
Flower girl Rong Weiyi happily ran towards the stage carrying a small flower basket.
Rong Zhi looked at her with a tense expression, afraid that she would fall.
Finally, there are three steps.
Rong Zhi was about to carry her upstairs when Sang Yuwan stopped him.
Rong Weiyi is already three years old, so these few steps shouldn't be too difficult for her.
Rong Zhi, however, still held his breath nervously.
Rong Weiyi walked to the steps and suddenly stopped.
He then sat down on the ground.
The guests couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Seeing this, Rong Zhi was about to get up when Sang Yuwan stopped him again.
She called Rong Weiyi softly, "Yiyi".
Rong Weiyi turned his head and glanced at her.
"Your uncle is waiting for you. Go quickly," Sang Yuwan whispered a reminder.
Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyi turned her head left and right, finally looking at Ming Zhan, "Uncle..."
Her soft, sweet voice is absolutely adorable.
Mingzhan half-squatted down and beckoned to her, "Yiyi, come to your uncle."
Rong Wei smiled at him, then climbed onto the stage.
The flower basket in her hand was left behind below.
The pastor, quick-witted and agile, took it up for her.
"Wishing my uncle and aunt a happy marriage and many children..."
Rong Wei handed a small flower basket to Ming Zhan, tilting her head and blinking her eyes.
The guests burst into laughter.
As vows are exchanged, two small rings are gently slipped onto each other's ring fingers, symbolizing eternity and commitment, and signifying the close connection between two hearts.
On this meadow surrounded by love, every flower, every breeze, and every laugh has become the most precious chapter in the newlyweds' love story, forever etched in their hearts.
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