Chapter 404 Newlyweds, understandable
Lin Xiaoyue?
It would be difficult for Han Mingyu to forget.
After all, she was the first female celebrity to dare to personally hand him the room key.
Han Mingyu's face darkened. "If you call me again, I'll freeze your career."
"Mr. Han, you've misunderstood. It's true that I like you, but I know I'm not good enough for you. I was drunk when I handed you the room key that time, and I regretted it afterwards..."
"I have no interest in knowing," Han Mingyu said impatiently. "Lin Xiaoyue, I'm not Shen Qingshu. I won't be soft-hearted towards you."
"I know President Han won't be soft-hearted towards Lin Xiaoyue, but Han Mingyu will be soft-hearted towards 18-year-old Lin Xiaoyue, right?"
Han Mingyu's movement of hanging up the phone suddenly stopped—
Lin Xiaoyue!
An image flashed in my mind: a face with bruises around its eyes and covered in handprints.
That's a very distant memory.
"Han Mingyu, I thought you would at least remember me, but it seems I was just... being delusional."
After saying that, Lin Xiaoyue hung up the phone.
Beep beep—
The phone went dead, but Han Mingyu continued answering the call.
Qi Mingxuan packed only some everyday clothes, which fit perfectly into a large suitcase.
The old housekeeper was quite surprised and delighted that Qi Mingxuan and Han Mingyu had registered their marriage. In his opinion, Qi Mingxuan's marriage to Han Mingyu was undoubtedly a sign that she had found a good backer.
Over the years, Qi Mingxuan has been scheming and fighting alone to protect the Qi family and Ronghao Group. She has to compete with external rivals and guard against internal family power struggles. She is actually very tired.
Marrying Han Mingyu, even if it's just for Qi Yue's sake, would at least make her the rightful young mistress of the Han family. With the Han family as her backing, Qi Mingxuan's life would be much easier.
However, as an elder of the Qi family who had watched Qi Mingxuan grow up, the old butler understood Qi Mingxuan quite well, and knew that Qi Mingxuan still had feelings for Han Mingyu.
This marriage went very well.
Qi Mingxuan walked to the car and knocked on the window.
Han Mingyu snapped out of his daze and rolled down the car window.
Qi Mingxuan said, "Open the trunk lid a little."
Han Mingyu responded calmly and pressed the button.
The trunk lid popped open, and the old butler put the suitcases into the car.
“Miss, you and your husband have a happy ending. If the eldest young master knew, he would be very happy.”
Qi Mingxuan smiled and said, "Uncle Qi, I will come back to see you often."
"What's so interesting about me? You and your son-in-law should live a good life with Xiao Yue. The Qi family will be taken care of by me and a few servants, so you can rest assured."
Qi Mingxuan nodded. "Then I'm leaving."
The butler smiled, his eyes slightly reddening. "Miss, happy wedding."
Qi Mingxuan was somewhat moved. She pursed her lips, not daring to linger any longer, and turned to open the passenger door and get into the car.
"Let's go." She said softly.
Han Mingyu glanced at her and noticed that the corners of her eyes were red.
The man raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't say anything, and started the car.
The black Rolls-Royce drove away from the Qi family's residence.
…
The Han family has been prosperous for generations. Starting from Han Mingyu's great-grandfather's generation, the Han family purchased a large plot of land in the wealthy area and built the Han Family Manor.
The estate contains more than a dozen villas, where every generation of the Han family has lived.
The largest building in the center is the main building, named 'Han Building'.
The remaining villas will be named after the couple after the Han family's descendants get married and will be allocated as their marital homes.
Behind Hanlou is the Han family's ancestral hall.
Before getting married, the descendants of the Han family all lived in Hanlou. After getting married, the elders of the Han family would allocate a wedding room.
Han Mingyu and Qi Mingxuan have now registered their marriage.
Grandpa Han allocated the villa on the east side, near the artificial lake, to Han Mingyu as their wedding home, naming it 'Mingyuan'.
The nameplate hanging in the villa's courtyard was written by Grandpa Han himself.
At that time, Qi Yue was right next to Grandpa Han. After Grandpa Han finished writing, he put down his pen, gently stroked his great-grandson's head, and said with emotion, "Qi Mingxuan and Han Mingyu, their names both contain the character 'Ming'. The sun and moon combine, heaven and earth unite. Isn't this a predestined fate?"
Looking at the words 'Mingyuan', Qi Yue couldn't help but smile: "This will be my little home with my parents from now on."
“That’s right, Mingyuan is your little home, the three of you, and Hanlou is the larger family.” The old man smiled and asked him, “Little Qiyue, are you happy?”
Qi Yue looked at his great-grandfather and nodded vigorously.
He was very happy!
...
As evening approached, the sky was painted red with rosy clouds.
The Rolls-Royce drove into the courtyard of Mingyuan.
The car stopped, and Qi Mingxuan got out.
Lan Ma, the head nanny of Mingyuan, came forward with two young maids. The three of them bowed in unison: "Young Master, Young Mistress, Happy Wedding!"
The voices were clear and loud, as if they had been rehearsed beforehand.
Qi Mingxuan was taken aback.
Han Mingyu walked over and, seeing her unnatural expression, coldly scoffed, "What? You've finally become the eldest mistress of the Han family, aren't you happy?"
Qi Mingxuan glanced at him but ignored his sarcastic remarks.
Although they had registered their marriage, Qi Mingxuan knew very well that Han Mingyu still harbored deep prejudice against her.
The marriage certificate was obtained for Qi Yue's sake, and also to appease the elders of the Han family.
Although Qi Mingxuan still loves Han Mingyu, she no longer has many emotional expectations of him.
She was already quite satisfied with the result.
The person she had always liked since childhood has now become her legal husband. Even if he doesn't love her, at least they can live together. If things go smoothly, they can grow old together in the future.
A hundred years from now, the words "Han Mingyu's first wife" will still be engraved on her tombstone.
Qi Mingxuan's eyelashes trembled, and hot tears fell without warning.
"Why are you crying?"
The man wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips.
Qi Mingxuan snapped out of her daze and looked at him.
She didn't mean to cry, but lately she's been tearing up very easily for some reason.
"No, I just got sand in my eyes." Qi Mingxuan raised her hand to rub her eyes, her expression calm. "My luggage is still in the back of the car."
"Aunt Lan and the others will take it." Han Mingyu looked at her, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "Shall we go upstairs and take a look?"
Qi Mingxuan nodded.
Her slightly cool hand was grasped by the man's large, warm hand.
Han Mingyu led her into the house.
First, I took her to see Qi Yue's room.
The design is excellent, with a color scheme mainly consisting of light blue and beige. It features a dedicated study area, as well as a separate bathroom and cloakroom.
Han Mingyu said, "Grandpa personally oversaw the selection, but Qi Yue chose the color himself."
Qi Mingxuan looked at the room and was deeply moved.
Qi Yue had been with her since childhood. Although she had never lacked material things, she knew that she had never been able to live up to the kind of pampering that the Han family had shown her.
For the past eight years, she has been trapped in her own pain, planning each day with a desperate mindset. She dares not stop, dares not think about the future, and only focuses on scheming and profiting, making what she thinks is the best plan for Qi Yue, but ignoring Qi Yue's true inner needs.
...
The master bedroom and Qi Yue's room are separated by a study.
The two entered the master bedroom, and Qi Mingxuan looked around at the furnishings.
A design with warm color tones.
The bedside lamp has a double happiness symbol on it, and the four-piece bedding set is burgundy.
This is clearly the intention of the elders in the Han family.
Qi Mingxuan found it difficult to describe her feelings at that moment.
This is her and Han Mingyu's marital home.
It's so beautiful, like a dream.
However, she had some doubts.
"Why not put Qi Yue's room next to ours?"
Han Mingyu closed the door and locked it.
Qi Mingxuan paused.
"Qi Yue is eight years old now. If we live too close, it might have a bad influence if he hears something."
Qi Mingxuan: "..."
Han Mingyu walked to the bedside, took off his wristwatch, and placed it on the bedside table.
Qi Mingxuan frowned slightly as she watched his actions. "Han Mingyu, our elders at home are still waiting for us to come over."
"They're newlyweds, they can understand."
Han Mingyu scooped her up in his arms and carried her straight into the bathroom.
The bathroom door was kicked shut by the man.
Qi Mingxuan's back pressed against the cold wall. The man lowered his head, and his soft, warm kisses landed on her neck and collarbone...
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