Chapter 171 Wedding Banquet
Liang Family Ancestral Hall.
Lu Xingyu and Liang Yanzhi changed into new Chinese-style clothes. Liang Nuan stood beside Lu Xingyu, holding a bright red oil-paper umbrella. The back door of the Liang family mansion led to the stone road leading to the ancestral hall.
After arriving at the ancestral hall, Lu Xingyu first jumped over the fire basin and then worshipped her ancestors.
The officiating witness, Mr. Shen, took out a piece of red paper with a wedding speech written on it. After he finished, Grandma Liang stepped forward, clasped their fingers, and said solemnly, "Xingyu, you must be good to Ayan. My previous opinion was too superficial. Don't blame me. This is the jadeite that his grandfather and I gave you."
Liang Yanzhi held her old hand and said, "Grandma, don't worry, we will be fine, just like you and grandpa."
Grandma Liang knew that the two had a good relationship, but she still said earnestly, "Ayan Xingyu, no matter what happens in the future, the Liang family will have your back."
"Thank you, grandma."
After returning, we had dinner at the Liang family mansion. It had a neo-Chinese style design, with red silk and lanterns covering the entire back garden. There were six tables in total.
The two groomsmen stood behind the bride and groom, still feeling apprehensive. The wine in their stomachs hadn't been digested yet, and now they were rushing to the next event.
"Brother Liang, are you drinking white wine again tonight?" Chi Yanlin asked a little fearfully. He frowned slightly and said as if mustering up the courage, "Even if you drink three colors of wine together, I can drink it." After saying that, he did not forget to pat his chest.
Xu Yang and Nan Qiao just happened to walk next to Lu Xingyu, and couldn't help laughing when they heard Chi Yanlin's bold words.
Nanqiao responded, "Mr. Chi, please don't let us down."
He touched the bridge of his nose and said, "Ha, of course. After all, I have someone who loves me. Mr. Shen is more miserable. He is alone."
Chi Yanlin said this deliberately, just to see Xu Yang's reaction and to help Shen Xingye, but Qin Ting suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and said in a neither light nor heavy voice, "How could no one care about Ah Ye? Where did you put me?"
Although Qin Ting was joking, Xu Yang found it very irritating.
Lu Xingyu took her hand and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go sit down first."
At the main table, Lu Xingyu and Liang Yanzhi sat down. He lowered his eyes to see that the slit of her cheongsam had reached mid-thigh. "Wife, are you cold?"
Lu Xingyu thought she had misheard and asked, "What did you just say?"
Liang Yanzhi reached out and glued the two pieces of fabric of the cheongsam together, pinching them with his fingers, afraid that they would separate. Lu Xingyu observed his behavior and smiled. "What can you see? You can't see anything. Don't focus on this."
"No, you'll be exposed."
"Won't."
While the two were pulling each other, Liang Yanzhi held the fabric with one hand and the dishes with the other, doing both at the same time, and Lu Xingyu let him do it.
He didn't let go of her hand until the toast was made. At the main table, Mr. Fu never expected that Lu Xingyu would actually marry Liang Yanzhi. The Liang family didn't hold grudges and still recognized this daughter-in-law, which showed that his vision was really good at the time, otherwise he would not have been able to get the North City project from Liang Yanzhi.
He glanced at Fu Mingsheng beside him. His expression wasn't exactly happy, but so what. A man shouldn't spend too much energy on his children's affairs; the most important thing was to look at the overall situation.
Mr. Fu gestured for Fu Mingsheng to toast them both. He had no choice but to stand up, and after looking at the perfect couple, he thought for a long time and congratulated them, "I wish Brother Yanzhi and Sister-in-law a happy marriage."
Liang Yanzhi held his glass and clinked it with his, "Thank you, I will definitely do as you wish."
Fu Mingsheng raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
The hot wine flowed into his stomach, irritating it and causing great pain, but he was completely unaware of it.
Liang Yanzhi put his arm around her waist and went to the next table.
The groomsmen began to play their roles, while the bride and groom just went through the motions and then returned to the bedroom.
Lu Xingyu was surprised when she saw the scene in the bedroom. The bed was covered with a red four-piece set embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and on the wedding quilt was a red snack box with longans, peanuts, red dates, etc.
The ground was covered with rose petals and several essential oil candles were lit.
Lu Xingyu sat on the dressing table, removing her jewelry, and suddenly asked, "Let's take a shower now. Will they come to disturb us later?" Liang Yanzhi stood behind her, his fingers unconsciously falling on her shoulders and arms. He said with a hunched back, "I've already informed them. A night of love is worth a thousand gold. No one can interfere with us."
"Is this okay?"
"What's wrong with that?"
After she took off the last pearl hairpin on her head, Liang Yanzhi immediately carried her into the bathroom. The two of them lay naked together. They had been entangled for nine years and finally got married this year. From childhood to adulthood, they had spanned thousands of days and nights, and finally there was a response.
Liang Yanzhi pinched her slender waist with both hands, "Wife, I wanted to marry you home since college. Now that my wish has come true, do you want to reward me?"
Lu Xingyu stood on the back of his feet and gently bit his Adam's apple. "Okay, what reward do you want?"
"When can we have a baby?"
"Do you like babies?"
Liang Yanzhi, "Don't you like it?"
"I like it, but I want to consider it after I have a stable job. What do you think?"
Of course, he also thought so, "Well, I don't want to be an ascetic now. I want to spend more time with you."
Lu Xingyu finally reacted and said coquettishly, "Liang Yanzhi, you are deliberately trying to trick me!"
Liang Yanzhi lifted her chin and pecked her lightly. "Where? I'm being honest. You've just started working at the Procuratorate and you're not fully familiar with many of the tasks. If you get pregnant, it will affect your work, and more importantly, it will affect me."
“…”
"You, stop telling the truth."
"Are you still not allowing me to tell the truth? Honey, I love you."
Next second.
A passionate kiss fell on her cheek, and somewhere in her body was clamoring enthusiastically. The two kissed all the way to the bedroom. Although they were in a closed space, the lively sounds in the yard downstairs seemed to ring in their ears.
While he was kissing her neck, Lu Xingyu asked softly, "Did you lock the door?"
"Locked."
It's so strange, why do I feel like there's someone walking outside the door?
Liang Yanzhi leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Focus, wife."
'No, I can hear them downstairs, I feel like they're right next to me.'
"Wife, I'll try harder."
“…”
Lu Xingyu felt that she could no longer talk to him with normal thinking. The two of them suddenly walked towards the bed. She was forced to stick to the curtains, and the voices of the guests downstairs became clearer.
Her thoughts were constantly magnified, and a string in her brain was stretched to the point of breaking.
Lu Xingyu was pinching the curtains, and Liang Yanzhi was galloping behind her.
A voice came from behind me, "Shout it out, wife."
You must not shout, what if the people downstairs hear it?
While enjoying herself, Lu Xingyu also had to worry about whether the curtains were open. If there was even a tiny gap, she would be looked at like a monkey, and she didn't want to lose face.
I had no choice but to beg, "Hubby, let's go to bed."
"Beg me."
Lu Xingyu panted, turned around and hugged him, "Please."
In the yard downstairs.
Only Fu Mingsheng noticed the scene in the master bedroom on the second floor where the curtains moved slightly and then stopped...
He thought that this story could finally come to an end.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com