Chapter 544: Parents' Marital Relationship - Divorce?
After Wen Jingxi and Song Lanyin's wedding was announced, Shen Qingshu also became very busy.
The wedding banquet and guest reception were all arranged by the elders of the Wen family.
Wen Jingxi and Song Lanyin only needed to focus on two things: ordering their wedding dress and taking wedding photos.
Song Lanyin didn't know many friends in Beicheng, and she didn't know much about wedding dresses, so Shen Qingshu became Song Lanyin's wedding advisor.
Today is the day Song Lanyin goes to the bridal shop to choose a wedding dress, and Shen Qingshu accompanies her.
Wen Jingxi stays at home taking care of the children.
The manager of the largest wedding dress shop in Beicheng received the news early in the morning that the woman coming to choose a wedding dress today was the future young mistress of the Wen family in Xingcheng, and made full preparations in advance.
As soon as Song Lanyin and Shen Qingshu arrived at the store, they felt the store manager's extraordinary enthusiasm. All the staff greeted them respectfully: "Welcome, President Shen and Mrs. Wen, to our store! It's a pleasure to serve you!"
Song Lanyin waved her hand, not used to being fawned over like this, "We don't need so many people, just one will do."
"You all go ahead and get busy," the store manager waved to the employees.
The shop assistants then went about their own business.
The store manager looked at Song Lanyin and Shen Qingshu and said, "Mrs. Wen, President Shen, our store collaborates with international wedding dress masters. You can browse around first, or feel free to mention any style requests you may have."
Song Lanyin didn't have any particular ideas about wedding dresses. She said, "Let's take a look at the styles in your store first."
"Okay, then please follow me." The shop assistant led the two of them upstairs.
The second floor is a huge exhibition hall, divided into several sections.
Chinese and Western styles, as well as less common ethnic minority wedding dresses.
Shen Qingshu asked her, "Do you want both Chinese and Western styles?"
Wen Jingxi said that with the toasting attire, at least three sets would be needed.
"Let's go look at traditional Chinese wedding dresses first."
Song Lanyin nodded, "Okay."
The shop manager hoisted them to the Chinese wedding dress section.
You won't know until you go shopping, and you'll be surprised to find that even the major categories of Chinese wedding dresses are divided into several types.
The store manager introduced everything one by one, but Song Lanyin found it all overwhelming.
She gave up on choosing herself, sat down on the sofa, closed her eyes, and said, "You help me choose, I'm really overwhelmed by all the choices!"
Shen Qingshu scolded her, "This is your wedding dress, how come you have even less patience than me!"
"To be honest, these styles all look pretty much the same to me, and I really can't choose one."
Seeing that she really couldn't choose, Shen Qingshu helped her select three wedding dresses, saying, "Try these three on."
Song Lanyin stood up and nodded readily: "Okay."
The shop manager took down the wedding dress and smiled at Song Lanyin, "Young Madam Wen, let's go to the fitting room. These wedding dresses are quite intricate in style, so the shop assistant and I will help you."
"Then I'll have to trouble you."
The fitting room curtains were drawn, and Shen Qingshu walked over to the sofa and sat down to wait.
The phone in her bag rang, and Shen Qingshu took it out.
It was Fu Siyan calling.
"A-Shu, where are you?"
"I'm at the bridal shop helping Ayin pick out a wedding dress."
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan paused, then asked, "Why didn't she have Teacher Wen accompany her when she was choosing a wedding dress?"
"The elders in the Wen family said that the groom can only see the wedding dress and gown on the wedding day. This is a custom in their Xingcheng area, so Ayin asked me to come with her."
"I see." Fu Siyan then asked, "When will you be back?"
"It's hard to say," Shen Qingshu asked him. "What's wrong?"
"The school for both children is asking for additional documents, including information about the parents."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu suddenly remembered that the homeroom teacher had sent a notification in the group chat last week, but she had forgotten about it because she was busy.
"Sorry, I've been too busy these past few days and forgot," Shen Qingshu said. "I'll make it up to you when I get back later."
“It’s alright, I can get the documents done, it’s just…” Fu Siyan paused, then said, “How do I write about the parents’ marital status?”
Shen Qingshu raised an eyebrow, "Write about divorce?"
Fu Siyan, "..."
Shen Qingshu smiled and said, "Fu Siyan, you're getting less and less able to hide your little thoughts."
Fu Siyan coughed lightly, "A-Shu, I'm not forcing you, nor am I using the child to gain a title. It's just that I have to ask what you think."
"My thoughts..." Shen Qingshu pretended to be hesitant, "I don't want to reconcile right now, can you understand me?"
“Of course I understand you,” Fu Siyan said. “I’ve said it before, as long as I can stay by your side and the children’s side for the rest of my life, I will be content. As for a formal title… having one would be a bonus, but even without one, I am confident that I can stay with you until we grow old together.”
"I understand." Shen Qingshu said calmly. "Then I'll leave the school materials to you. I'm not going back anytime soon."
"good."
...
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingshu stared at her phone, lost in thought.
The fitting room curtain opened, and Song Lanyin walked out.
Shen Qingshu's eyes lit up.
The handmade Xiahe dress looked amazing on Song Lanyin, making her look even more stunning than in the promotional photos!
Shen Qingshu said, "Ayin, this outfit suits you very well, don't you think?"
"This skirt hem is fine, it doesn't affect my walking, I think it's okay!"
"..." Shen Qingshu was amused. "Do you expect to be able to walk like the wind when you're a bride?"
"No, it's more comfortable with a wider skirt!" Song Lanyin laughed. "Although brides want to look beautiful, comfort is also important throughout the whole wedding day!"
“That’s true. No matter what, you should always put your own feelings first,” Shen Qingshu said with a smile. “Ayin, you’ve always done a great job in that regard.”
"It's alright, that's just my personality, I can't change it and I don't want to change it."
"You don't need to change, you are the best version of yourself."
Song Lanyin wasn't ashamed, but she was still quite moved when she heard Shen Qingshu say that.
...
The traditional Chinese wedding dress was chosen as the Xiahe dress, and the toast dress was a pure embroidered cheongsam. Song Lanyin had a good figure, and although she was usually a very outgoing person, she looked quite gentle in the cheongsam.
When it came to the final Western-style wedding dress, since they couldn't find a suitable one at the event, the store manager connected with a master designer they had a long-term partnership with in France.
The master craftsman first looked at Song Lanyin's image, then talked with her to confirm the requirements, and said that the design draft would be ready in a week.
It was already noon when they came out of the bridal shop.
Song Lanyin invited Shen Qingshu to dinner, but Shen Qingshu declined, saying she had something to do that afternoon.
Song Lanyin knew that she was now a busy female CEO, so she didn't insist.
After they parted ways, Shen Qingshu called Fu Siyan, "Where are you?"
"I'm at the company. I've already filled out the forms and I'll submit them right away..."
"Don't submit it yet," Shen Qingshu interrupted him, saying, "There's something that's not quite perfect yet."
Fu Siyan asked in confusion, "Which place?"
"Ayin and I have picked out our wedding dresses, and I'm coming to find you now."
Fu Siyan didn't think much of it and replied, "Okay, I'll wait for you. Drive carefully and be safe."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingshu got into her car, started the engine, and drove directly towards Qingshu Group.
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