wedding
While everyone else was busy running around like whirlwinds, the female lead still had time to consult Jingnan, "I don't have much to do at the gift shop and design company right now. I'm thinking of starting a clothing design brand. What do you think? Should I register a separate company, or put it under Tiangong Design?"
Jingnan was happy for her after watching her go around for a while and finally decide to return to her old profession of fashion design.
"My suggestion is to stick to different companies and brands. This will make your business operations easier in the future, as well as accounting and tax matters. If you need to raise funds or get a valuation, you won't have to deal with all the complicated details."
"Attorney, you are truly visionary. My brand hasn't even been established yet, and you've already thought so far ahead?"
"That's right. An artist like you doesn't need to deal with such vulgar things. We shrewd people can handle it for you."
With her previous experience, Zhiwei was naturally more organized about this clothing brand. Although the company hadn't been registered yet, she had already put a lot of effort into the brand name, considering Chinese, English, and Latin options. Finally, after taking everyone's opinions into account, she chose a Chinese name: "薇念" (Wei Nian).
She knew she was alright at designing, but her handiwork wasn't refined enough. Making clothes for herself and Jingnan as a hobby was one thing, but if she wanted to seriously build a brand, she'd need to find a master tailor. She wasn't in a rush. She asked Li Juan to help her post job advertisements, but these kinds of people usually don't look at job websites.
She even had the leisure to browse some famous handmade tailor shops in Beijing to see if she could find a suitable candidate. By October, the dress and crown had been shipped to Beijing. Li Fuqiang specifically hired a security company to safeguard the crown, ensuring nothing went wrong. Other wedding preparations were also proceeding smoothly. Sister Chen had lost weight from the exhaustion, and Zhiwei, seeing this, couldn't help but offer her a few words of gentle concern.
May arrived in Beijing three days early, and Zhiwei even had the time to accompany her to visit the Simatai Great Wall and the Forbidden City. This was a great experience for May, who was visiting Beijing for the first time, especially the Forbidden City, which she admired greatly, given her background in architecture.
On her wedding day, Zhiwei felt she was the most relaxed person. After all, all she had to do was dress up beautifully and put on a sweet smile. The wedding was naturally attended by celebrities from the political and business circles, but they were merely the most distinguished guests, requiring her and Li Fuqiang to greet and exchange pleasantries. The other guests would be taken care of by the relevant staff.
Besides the bridesmaids, Zhiwei only invited her mother and Aunt Mei and her husband. At the wedding, it was Boss Liang who escorted Zhiwei down the aisle. Originally, when Li Fuqiang and Zhiwei were discussing the wedding, they had asked Zhiwei's opinion on whether to invite her biological father.
Zhiwei said coldly, "I haven't been in contact with Mr. Shen for a long time. He probably changed his phone number."
She even joked, "Why bother having someone take me? I can walk here myself."
Li Fuqiang flicked her nose, not wanting her to let her imagination run wild like that. He discussed with Zhiwei, "How about I ask Boss Liang to step in?"
After listening to Li Fuqiang's introduction, Zhiwei learned that Boss Liang had a powerful background. He was a descendant of royalty, and his family controlled many behind-the-scenes capital entities. Their capital was also behind Mr. Li's fortune.
Mr. Liang is a free spirit who doesn't like getting involved in business; he just loves excitement and socializing. Opening this private restaurant is simply a hobby of his. That's why so many business tycoons like to use this place as a place to exchange information.
"I'm afraid we might not be able to persuade Boss Liang to come."
"If you have no objections, I'll go ask Lao Liang."
The following day, Li Fuqiang took Zhiwei to Boss Liang's restaurant for dinner. Boss Liang chatted with Zhiwei alone for half an hour. After they left, Li Fuqiang received a call from Boss Liang, who offered to provide wedding favors for Zhiwei. As for what they talked about, Li Fuqiang neither asked nor inquired.
Because of this connection, Boss Liang also gave Zhiwei a jade necklace as a wedding gift. From then on, Zhiwei started calling him godfather, and at the wedding, she specially changed the diamond necklace she had planned to wear and wore this one instead.
On her wedding day, Zhiwei rose early in the morning. As the makeup artist applied her makeup, Xu Anyi stood behind her, holding the Gerald Crown. The diamonds shimmered with a warm luster in the morning light.
"Mom will put it on for you."
Zhiwei lowered her head, feeling her mother's gentle movements. At that moment, she suddenly remembered that many years ago, her mother had also braided her hair in the same way.
The wedding was held in the Waldorf Astoria ballroom. Zhiwei, escorted by Mr. Liang, walked down the aisle in a champagne-colored wedding gown that trailed three meters long. The Vera Wang tailoring perfectly accentuated her figure. The main diamond on her tiara shone brilliantly under the lights, but it couldn't compare to the brilliance in her eyes.
Li Fuqiang stood at the end of the red carpet, unusually dressed in a formal suit. As he took Zhiwei's hand, he whispered, "You look beautiful today."
The main table at the wedding was exceptionally grand; Zhiwei was even worried that she might not be able to hear people speaking directly to her. Of course, in such an occasion, most people would just chat with those around them. The seating arrangement at the main table was personally decided by Li Fuqiang. On Zhiwei's side were her mother, Uncle Liang, and Aunt Mei and her husband. The others were Li Fuqiang's close friends and dignitaries from the political and business circles.
Li Jiaqi had been saying she wouldn't be coming back for the wedding, but she rushed back the day before. Shen Ping didn't dare decide how to arrange her seating arrangement. She deliberately chose a time when Zhiwei was also present to ask Li Fuqiang how Miss Li should be seated.
The guests at the main table had already been seated, and Zhiwei didn't say anything at this time. She didn't think it was necessary for her to show any virtue or gentleness.
Li Fuqiang hesitated for a moment, then decided to have Shen Ping arrange for the young lady to sit at the second-highest table, and to move Youlin, who was originally scheduled to help greet guests at the second-highest table, to the table with the senior executives. He then instructed Li Jiaqi and Qian Dayou to greet the VIPs at the second-highest table together.
On the wedding day, Li Jiaqi didn't treat Zhiwei well either. She at least hugged her father and managed to say, "Congratulations, Dad."
She didn't speak to Zhiwei. Li Fuqiang, standing beside her, didn't feel comfortable asking her how to address him. Zhiwei smiled and gave her a slight bow: "Thank you for your trouble, Miss."
Zhiwei worried that if she continued to call her Miss Li, the young lady might feel it was a provocation and would have to change to a more respectful form of address. After all, it wouldn't hurt her. Did she expect her to call her "Qiqi" like Li Fuqiang did? She couldn't help but feel a chill; she dared not and did not want to be this young lady's "stepmother."
Beforehand, Sister Chen had gone over the wedding process with her in detail, and with her top bridesmaid Jing Nan giving her pointers, Zhiwei felt like she was watching a play. The wedding also invited several well-known singers to perform, and Zhiwei even felt it was a pity that she had to go through the process and couldn't sit down and listen to the live performance.
When they exchanged rings, Li Fuqiang took her hand. The ten-carat diamond ring was back on her finger, and this time she no longer felt its weight. Some shackles, you get used to them after wearing them for a long time.
Halfway through the banquet, Zhiwei changed into a bright red cheongsam. A phoenix embroidered with gold thread seemed poised to take flight under the lights, highlighting her snow-white skin. She held a wine glass and toasted Li Fuqiang with elegant and composed grace.
"Mr. Li is very fortunate," the guests praised.
After the wedding, Xiaoyu personally oversaw the security company's escort of the crown and jade necklace. May also had Jingnan help them get to their hotel rooms. She didn't bother to settle her mother and Aunt Mei in either place.
When Zhiwei returned to the new house, the first thing she did was wash off her makeup, take off her heavy dress, and change into a comfortable silk robe. She collapsed on the large bed, lying there without any regard for her appearance, and groaned, "I'm so tired, my face is stiff from smiling."
After washing up, Li Fuqiang came out and saw Yiren's black hair spread out like silk. Her bright red silk nightgown barely covered her private parts, leaving her neck, breasts, and thighs completely exposed. The bright red bed sheet beneath her supported her like flower petals. The intense color contrast was even more alluring than if she were naked.
He couldn't help but swallow, walked over, and said in a hoarse voice, "You're so tired, let me rub it for you." His hand had already quietly slipped inside, caressing her slender waist back and forth.
With smooth skin and not an ounce of excess fat, Zhiwei seemed unable to resist the tickling sensation, clamping his hand between her legs and letting out a soft moan.
Li Fuqiang felt as if he were listening to celestial music, and could no longer resist. He bent down and began to feast. The dragon and phoenix candles in the room seemed to blush with embarrassment, bursting with a flickering flame, their light swaying.
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