Meanwhile, Duan Ze was also trying on suits at the Duan family home. The suits were personally sent by Shen Niannian through the Shen family, and they were all tailored to fit perfectly, each one matching Shen Niannian's wedding dress.
The main reason is that the delivery is handled by a dedicated person. In addition to a large number of relatives, the Duan family also has staff members who are waiting for Duan Ze to try on clothes.
Duan Ze was at his wit's end: "Isn't that unnecessary? These are all suitable. I'll pick two sets and send them to Niannian so she can choose."
Ding Yifen walked in: "What do you mean it's unnecessary? Today is the most important moment of your life. I didn't have to worry about you for the past few days. You just accompanied Niannian to take wedding photos. Now you're unhappy about choosing clothes?"
Duan Ze looked at the nearly one hundred custom-made suits. It wasn't that he didn't care, but he felt that if he kept trying them on, he would go crazy.
Duan Ze: "Mom, that's not what I meant..."
Ding Yifen: "Then let's try them on, and send them to Niannian to see."
Duan Ze glanced subconsciously at Duan Ye, who stood by indifferently, while Duan Ye turned away, pretending not to see his older brother's pleading look, and continued his sweet online romance with his wife.
Duan Ze: "..." Well, you're really something.
Both the Shen and Duan families were busy preparing for the wedding.
The next day, at the crack of dawn, the wedding procession set off from the Duan family home. One jeep after another was decorated with bright red "double happiness" characters, and the drivers were all short-haired young men who couldn't stop smiling.
Duan Ze said it was too ostentatious, but Duan Jiancheng waved his hand and said, "What's so ostentatious about it? It's a once-in-a-lifetime event, there's nothing to be ostentatious about."
So, he talked to his old comrades and gave the guys in the team a day off.
When we were young, everyone loved to join in the fun. For everyone, having a free feast on a day off was the ultimate joy.
Duan Yelai drove the wedding car, while Duan Ze sat in the back. His phone was quiet, but suddenly a message popped up: Happy Wedding.
Although he had deleted the number a long time ago, Duan Ze still hadn't forgotten this string of numbers.
London and Beijing are eight hours apart in time, so it should be early morning in London at this time.
Duan Ze replied, "Thank you, get some rest."
Soon, the wedding car arrived at the Shen family's building.
With the Chinese New Year just around the corner, Duan Ze plans to bring Shen Niannian back to the Duan family home directly, and it's not impossible for her to move to their small home after the New Year.
As the firecrackers went off, Shen Niannian was already dressed in her wedding gown for getting into the car. It was a traditional Chinese Xiuhe dress. Shen Niannian already had a round face full of collagen, and wearing the wedding dress made her look even more playful and cute.
Duan Ze got off the car, feeling a mix of trepidation and nostalgia as he approached his hometown.
"Quick, Duan Ye, help me check, are my clothes wrinkle-free?"
Duan Ye joked, "No, but bro, weren't you very calm just now? Why did you suddenly panic when we were almost at the door?"
Upon hearing this, the brothers around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Yeah, brother, you've met your sister-in-law so many times, why are you still scared?"
"Brother, hurry up and go, don't keep your wife waiting."
So, amidst the congratulations of the crowd and the continuous sound of firecrackers, Duan Ze entered the Shen family's gate with high spirits, and the crowd cheered and followed him in.
Just then, one of Duan Jiancheng's subordinates stood beside Duan Ye.
"Master Duan, there's been a black jeep following us around nine o'clock."
What's the license plate number?
Upon hearing the license plate, Duan Ye paused for a moment: "She meant no harm, let her go."
"What if she follows our wedding car?"
"I saw that there was a double happiness character on her car as well."
Duan Ye felt somewhat conflicted. "Miss Fang, why are you doing this?"
Taking a glance is one thing, but to follow along during the wedding procession or escort is even more like torture.
Duan Ye: "You go in first, I'll go take a look."
So, Duan Ye walked towards Fang Rou's direction.
The sounds of firecrackers and lively chatter were almost constant; even from a distance, one could tell that this family was celebrating a happy occasion.
Fang Rou, dressed in casual clothes, leaned against the car alone, smoking, watching Duan Ye approach.
Until Duan Ye walked up to her and stood still.
Fang Rou then threw away and stomped out the cigarette butt in her hand.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble."
Duan Ye: "I know."
Fang Rou smiled, turned around, and prepared to get into the car: "I'm leaving now."
Duan Ye suddenly spoke up: "Sister Fang, do you want to accompany him on his final journey?"
Fang Rou didn't speak, but her hand, which was about to open the door, paused.
Duan Ye waited for a while before Fang Rou said, "I'll accompany him to welcome his new bride. You don't need to worry about me."
Duan Ye nodded: "Then you can stay at the back. There are so many cars today, one more won't make a difference."
Fang Rou suddenly smiled and sincerely said, "Thank you."
After Duan Ye finished speaking, he prepared to leave.
Fang Rou: "Wait a minute."
Duan Ye stopped in his tracks.
Fang Rou took a very heavy red envelope out of the car and handed it to Duan Ye: "This is my gift."
She had promised Duan Ze long ago that she would give a gift, but would never accept a gift in return from him.
Duan Ye felt its weight in his hand.
Fang Rou: "Just put it in anonymously, he probably won't care about that."
Duan Ye looked at Fang Rou and asked, "Actually, I don't understand. Since you like my brother so much, why did you resolutely go abroad back then?"
Looking at the sunrise on the horizon, Fang Rou said, "In this life, you always have to give up something in order to get what you want."
Duan Ye understood; adults know when to stop speaking.
But given the gossipy nature of the subject, Duan Ye still asked a question before leaving.
Do you regret it?
Fang Rou didn't answer directly, but instead smiled and asked him in return: "You and Ye Nuan have fallen out like this, and you and Nan Xing have been childhood sweethearts for many years, and your relationship has become common knowledge, but neither of you has had a decent outcome."
"And you, do you regret it?"
Duan Ye immediately wanted to slap himself. Why did he have to ask that?
What kind of simple woman could tolerate her brother Duan Ze?
Duan Ye: "Your sharp tongue is truly inherited from my brother; you're unwilling to suffer even the slightest loss."
Fang Rou smiled and said, "Likewise."
Duan Ye, holding the red envelope, said, "I'm leaving."
After saying that, Duan Ye quickly followed the group into the Shen family's residence.
Fang Rou quickly got into the car and drove it to the back to wait. She didn't get out of the car, but from there, she could see everything in the Shen family compound.
Soon, countless petals fell from the sky, accompanied by the first rays of sunlight, creating a breathtaking scene.
Duan Ze also carried Shen Niannian out. The crowd surged, young men clapped and cheered, and a basketful of blessings came. The newlyweds couldn't stop smiling. Shen Niannian, nestled in Duan Ze's arms, smiled shyly. Duan Ze carefully protected her, not letting anyone push her.
Fang Rou watched, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
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