The room door opened.
Zhao Jing spotted Fang Yihan sitting upright on the edge of the bed at a glance.
The smile on his face was impossible to hide.
As the saying goes, good news makes people feel refreshed, and Zhao Jingping's face was beaming with smiles today, even the scar on the corner of his mouth seemed to soften.
Fang Yihan looked at the man who came in. He was wearing a black suit with a big red flower on his chest and leather shoes. He had a strong and firm appearance, as well as a steady and mature demeanor that came with the years.
Meeting those eyes that were fixed on her with a deep smile, Fang Yihan smiled back.
Her bright and beautiful face was beaming with smiles.
"Yihan really doesn't seem to age. She's over thirty, but she looks like she's in her early twenties."
Friends and relatives who came to watch the spectacle praised it.
"That's right, the Fang family really dotes on their daughter. Otherwise, which family could raise a daughter who is over thirty and still unmarried?"
"Old Fang and his family are good-natured. After what happened back then, no one was afraid of getting involved with anyone else, so no one dared to marry them. Now that they've happily married Xiao Zhao, they've been married off."
Some of them even had a sour taste.
“Even if we hadn’t met Xiao Zhao, our Yihan is so beautiful, she wouldn’t have trouble getting married. It’s just that our Yihan doesn’t like anyone else,” Grandpa Fang retorted with a stern face.
"Uncle, what brings you here today?"
Huo Tingjun stood in front of Fang Yihan, blocking Zhao Jingping from getting close.
"I...I'm here to pick up the bride." Zhao Jingping was taken aback by the serious question. What was he here for? He was definitely here to pick up the bride today.
Are you here to pick up my aunt?
Huo Tingjun nodded, indicating that he understood.
"Yes." Zhao Jingping didn't know why he asked that, but she still answered seriously.
"You're picking up your aunt, why don't you propose?" Huo Tingjun finally revealed his true purpose.
"Propose... propose? How do I do that?" Zhao Jingping was also getting married for the first time and was very nervous. He asked with a blank expression.
"Sister Lingyue said that marriage requires a proposal." Huo Tingjun earnestly explained to him how to propose.
He knelt on one knee and asked Fang Yihan if she would marry him.
"What? You don't want to?" Fang Yihan found Wen Lingyue's words strange, and seeing Zhao Jingping's troubled expression, she raised an eyebrow.
"No, no." As soon as she spoke, Zhao Jingping straightened up and shook his head seriously.
"However, I didn't prepare a ring."
Zhao Jingping felt somewhat annoyed.
If I had known I was going to propose, I should have prepared the ring beforehand.
Getting married at that time was simple, without many complicated procedures, so many people didn't know that there was a proposal or anything like that.
Wen Lingyue just mentioned it casually while chatting with them.
Those watching the commotion outside frowned upon hearing their conversation inside.
"Isn't this ridiculous? Who proposes to someone on their knees in public?"
I felt it was absurd.
How can you make things so difficult for someone?
Grandpa and Grandma Fang listened without saying a word, feeling surprised, but they certainly couldn't criticize the younger generation; it wouldn't hurt them to hear outsiders say a few words.
As long as the younger generation in the family is happy, that's all that matters.
They mainly noticed that Xiao Zhao didn't seem angry.
Let the younger generation do as they please.
On such a joyous occasion, what's wrong with being a little lively?
"If you don't have a ring, use your hand. You can get me one next time."
He didn't object, Fang Yihan said, her eyes filled with a deep smile.
They were just joking; they didn't expect him to actually take it seriously.
He kept her in his heart, which warmed Fang Yihan's heart.
“Yes, Uncle, you should make it up to Aunt next time.” Wen Xingyue and the others nearby were also very satisfied.
They came up with it on the spur of the moment, thinking that saying it would put Zhao Jingping in a difficult position.
His attitude satisfied them.
Huo Tingxiao stood to one side, lost in thought, his gaze falling on Wen Xingyue's hand.
"Okay, I'll definitely make it up next time."
Zhao Jingping answered earnestly, and then, to everyone's astonishment, knelt on one knee, extended his hand to Fang Yihan, and asked sincerely, "Xiaohan, will you marry me?"
Fang Yihan blushed when she saw the man kneeling in front of her.
"Auntie, would you like to?"
“Sister-in-law, if you don’t agree, our Brother Zhao will kneel here and refuse to leave.”
"Yes, yes, sister-in-law, please just agree! Brother Zhao was so excited last night that he couldn't sleep."
Wen Xingyue and her friends, along with Zhao Jingping's friend, joked around on the side.
Zhao Jingping also looked up at her expectantly.
Fang Yihan's face grew increasingly red.
"Um."
She responded softly, her ears burning, and placed her hand on his.
"Hahaha--"
Everyone laughed when they saw Fang Yihan's face turn completely red.
"Quick, carry Auntie on your back."
Wen Xingyue shoved Huo Tingxiao, who was standing next to her.
Huo Tingxiao squatted down in front of Fang Yihan, while Wen Xingyue and Wen Lingyue stood by to protect her.
Zhao Jingping, a friend, promptly stuffed a bunch of candies into Huo Tingxiao's pocket and also gave him a large red envelope.
"Carrying the bride on my back."
"The bride is about to leave."
Wedding candy! Wedding candy!
The children who weren't in school gathered around, talking excitedly.
Huo's mother and Zhao Jingping's friends quickly distributed candy.
"Give me candy, give me candy, come on over here if you want candy."
They scattered around the children, taking candy from them.
Outside, a crowd of friends and relatives who had come to watch the spectacle squeezed in to get some candy.
Huo Tingxiao steadily carried Fang Yihan downstairs.
Zhao Jingping stayed close to them, his eyes never leaving Fang Yihan.
Once outside the living room, Wen Lingyue took out a large red umbrella and held it over Fang Yihan's head.
They escorted Fang Yihan to the car.
The car was parked outside the yard and couldn't get in.
As we left the courtyard, the black car at the front was decorated with large red flowers.
After being safely transported upstairs, Huo Tingxiao and his relatives went to sit in the remaining cars, while friends and family were also taken to the restaurant.
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"This wedding banquet was really grand."
"Tsk tsk tsk, that's really generous."
"Look at this abalone, this black chicken soup, this braised beef, this shrimp... these are all good stuff."
Everyone looked at the table laden with food, a sight to behold.
That's really generous of them.
The meal consisted of twelve dishes, almost all of which were meat dishes, and the portions were quite large.
There were eight tables set up, so the meal must have cost no less than a thousand yuan.
In those days, the average monthly salary was only a few dozen yuan.
This meal alone cost several tens of dollars.
This made the people who came to the banquet both envious and jealous.
"Tingxiao, you and Yueyue have been married for quite a while now, haven't you?"
Some were envious, while others made jokes.
Some people watched with wide eyes as Huo Tingxiao peeled shrimp for Wen Xingyue, poured her drinks, and picked out the bones.
I've never seen anyone treat people so well.
Aren't you afraid of losing face?
"Hmm." Huo Tingxiao nodded lightly.
Seeing that Huo Tingxiao didn't respond, the speaker's gaze fell on Wen Xingyue.
"Yueyue, you're not young anymore, are you? How come you don't have a child yet?"
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