Ending ①
"I've made up my mind." He looked at her gently, took her hand and kissed the back of it, "Get up, wash up, change your clothes and go out."
Wen Zheng said this and walked out.
This is the presidential suite, which has many rooms. Xia Tangyue guessed that Wen Zheng had gone to another room.
She got up from the bed and took a shower in the bathroom. When she came out in the hotel uniform, Wen Zheng had already returned. The dining table was filled with bamboo steamers, all of which were her favorite snacks.
Xia Tangyue thought Wen Zheng meant they were going shopping. Unexpectedly, after breakfast, many people came to the living room of the suite, and a blonde foreign girl caught her attention.
She recognized that it was Sylvia whom she had met in the town at that time - Wen Zheng's Harvard classmate. Wen Zheng remembered that Sylvia came to China to find her fiancé.
"What is this?" Xia Tangyue looked at Wen Zheng in confusion.
Wen Zheng took her hand. Sylvia smiled and greeted her, "Keh, is this your fiancée? She's adorable!"
This American girl was enthusiastic and outspoken. Before Xia Tangyue could figure out what was happening, a veil fell down covering her hair.
Wen Zheng said: "Sylvia is a wedding dress designer and has her own clothing brand in Hong Kong."
Sylvia covered her lips and smiled: "Keh called me suddenly in the early hours of last night and asked me to help prepare the wedding dress. I brought a few different styles of designs, you can try them out."
Xia Tangyue stood there in a daze.
Is Wen Zheng serious? Getting married?
She couldn't help but take a step back.
This was so sudden that she was not mentally prepared at all.
Sylvia enthusiastically brought her staff to help Xia Tangyue design her makeup. She pressed Xia Tangyue in front of the dressing mirror and said, "It's hard to believe that Keh got married so suddenly."
"I thought a man with his personality would think carefully rather than act impulsively for love. It seems I underestimated his romanticism."
Xia Tangyue's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, her confusion was obvious. Sylvia said, "What's wrong, dear? Are you nervous?"
Xia Tangyue sighed and nodded.
She wasn't nervous, she was just confused. She didn't expect Wen Zheng to act so quickly and actually want to marry her the next day.
Sylvia moved a chair and sat next to her. "Actually, you don't have to worry at all."
Xia Tangyue: "Hmm?"
Sylvia raised her eyebrows and said, "There is a 15-day public notice period for marriages in Hong Kong. During this period, you can regret it at any time if you want to. My fiancé and I also got married in Hong Kong. Neither of us had Hong Kong citizenship. We chose to register here because of this cooling-off period. Two non-Hong Kong residents can re-examine their relationship in the legal procedures of a foreign place. Lovers who can survive this 15-day test together are truly worthy of spending their lives together."
"Keh is a good man. I have been friends with him for a long time and I know him very well. As you Chinese say, he is a man worth trusting."
"I believe you will be happy."
Xia Tangyue's breathing was slightly sluggish.
She knew that mainlanders could get married in Hong Kong, but she didn't know there was a 15-day public notice period. If she really went to register, within half a day, the news of President Yaoying's secret marriage would sweep the global financial headlines... Wen Zheng was serious and wanted to tell the world about her existence.
Her brother gave up going to the United States for her. Although she never understood what Wen Zheng was going to do in the United States, from what others said and his actions, the business of the American headquarters was very important to him.
She doesn't want this.
Wen Zheng's concession made her feel very guilty.
He clearly had the opportunity to move up a level...
The wedding dresses Sylvia brought were all light satin fishtail styles, light on the upper body, and the kind that could be worn everyday. Xia Tangyue picked a short, pure white silk satin wedding dress, which made her look like a newly blooming camellia, looking noble but not grand, very suitable for a day like today.
The makeup artist finished her makeup, and when she pushed the door open, Wen Zheng, wearing a black suit with dark jacquard pattern, was already waiting there.
He looked at her tenderly, his deep eyes reflecting the warm light of the chandelier, and walked forward to hold her hand: "So beautiful."
Sylvia looked at them happily and said, "Go ahead, we'll celebrate for you tonight!"
Wen Zheng took Xia Tang out of the door. The car was already waiting at the hotel entrance, and there was also a lawyer with them, because they needed a lawyer to witness the registration in Hong Kong.
Along the way, Xia Tangyue's heart was very nervous, not because of fear, but because she knew that she was about to usher in a brand new future and would be closely bound together with the man beside her.
After arriving at the marriage registration office, submitting the documents and paying 305 Hong Kong dollars, Xia Tangyue and Wen Zheng signed their names on the certificate respectively in the presence of the staff and lawyers, and then posted the certificate in the office.
The next step is to wait for the fifteen-day public announcement period before officially getting married.
"Mrs. Wen."
Wen Zheng suddenly shouted, and before Xia Tangyue could react to what he said, a passionate kiss had already landed on her lips.
When he left, he looked at her deeply and rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose. Xia Tangyue felt itchy, shrank her shoulders, and put her hands on his shoulders.
After leaving the registration office, Wen Zheng took Xia Tangyue to a jewelry store.
Probably because they had informed them in advance, the store not only provided them with closing services, but also called in the chief designer to design on site.
Only after measuring the size and choosing the style did Xia Tangyue finally wake up from a dream and feel the reality of marriage.
Since it was a custom-made wedding ring, it would take a few days to pick it up. Xia Tangyue did not stay here any longer, and wandered aimlessly on the streets of Hong Kong with Wen Zheng, holding hands, like a most ordinary couple.
Victoria Harbour.
Xia Tangyue edited a circle of friends using the group photo he had just taken at the registration office.
"The protagonist walked out of the novel."
Two minutes later, her phone seemed to be bombarded with messages, and the sound of message alerts kept ringing.
There are those of my parents, Xina, and He Ruicai.
When she clicked on He Ruicai's message, Wen Zheng also looked over. Xia Tangyue let him look openly.
He Ruicai: "Are you married to your boyfriend?"
Xia Tangyue: "Yes."
Although He Ruicai had ulterior motives in helping her, it did help her a lot, and she owed him a big favor.
Xia Tangyue thought for a moment, and then the editor said, "I haven't thanked you enough for helping me so much. If your gallery needs curatorial support in the future, or has artists you want to collaborate with, I will definitely do my best to facilitate it."
Before sending it out, she deliberately showed it to Wen Zheng.
"Don't be jealous." Xia Tangyue looked at Wen Zheng's 'calm' eyebrows and gently touched his tense jawline with her fingertips.
"He helped me a lot. I can't just pretend to be ignorant while owing him a favor."
Wen Zheng suddenly grabbed her rebellious finger and said, "Then I will pay it back."
Then, he made a phone call. Xia Tangyue didn't know who he was calling, but only heard words like "undertake" and "resources" coming out of his lips.
After hanging up the phone, he hugged her and said in her ear: "Now, you owe me."
Xia Tangyue smiled and stretched his arm around his waist: "You are cheating. It was you who insisted on helping me pay it back. I didn't ask you to."
As he was speaking, the phone rang.
It’s Xia Xiucheng’s call.
Wen Zheng did not let her go. He heard Xia Xiucheng's slightly complaining words on the other end of the phone, which roughly meant why he didn't inform his family about such a big thing as getting married.
Xia Tangyue replied in a soft tone. Xia Xiucheng complained and said something else before hanging up the phone. He did not mean to blame Wen Zheng.
Come to think of it, Xia Xiucheng's business has been much more successful than before with Wen Zheng's care. How could he offend this God of Wealth?
In the afternoon, the Victoria Harbour was steaming with sticky heat, and the whistle of the Star Ferry seemed tired.
Xia Tangyue found a restaurant and had a leisurely afternoon tea with Wen Zheng.
"Brother, I've thought about it seriously." She put down the iced lemon tea in her hand, "Please help me find a candidate for the deputy director. I plan to let the deputy director handle the work in the museum in the future. I will accompany you to the United States in my free time. Don't give up your future for me."
"Your career is equally important to you, just do whatever you want to do, I support you!"
Wen Zheng brushed her bangs and gently pinched her nose with his fingertips: "Okay, I'll help you find a candidate. But you don't have to worry so much about my career. I'm just staying with you in a different way."
Another way? So Wen Zheng has other plans?
After that, no matter how much Xia Tangyue asked, Wen Zheng refused to say anything.
That night.
Sylvia informed them to go to the InterContinental Hotel, saying that she was going to hold a party for them. When they arrived, Xia Tangyue found that the people who came were all Wen Zheng's classmates and friends. It turned out that many of his classmates were working and living in Hong Kong.
Come to think of it, Hong Kong is a world-class financial center and has always attracted graduates from the world's top business schools.
She asked curiously, "Brother, why don't you develop in Hong Kong like them?"
"Because I don't understand Cantonese." Wen Zheng's answer was straightforward and reasonable.
The language is indeed a big hurdle. It is difficult to integrate into the life here if you don’t understand it. Xia Tangyue also discovered this problem during his time in Hong Kong, and also understood why Zhu Shang said that he didn’t make any friends in Hong Kong.
The party was very exciting, and Xia Tangyue was drunk and leaning against Wen Zheng's arms. He had obviously drunk a lot of wine, but he was quite sober and could hold her shaking body steadily. He tucked her hair behind her ears and laughed softly, "Drunk cat sister, if you drink more, you will have a headache tomorrow."
Xia Tangyue had a dazed look in his eyes when he heard Wen Zheng's phone ringing. The caller ID showed it was Li Cang.
I guess he already knew about Wen Zheng's sudden marriage and called to question him.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zheng didn't answer the call and hung up directly.
Xia Tangyue was stunned.
She didn't know how Wen Zheng and Li Cang got along, but Li Cang was the chairman of the LUMINOVA Group and should be superior to Wen Zheng. She didn't expect Wen Zheng to be so resolute and refuse to communicate with him.
After a while, it was her turn to have her phone ring. It was a call from an unfamiliar number.
Xia Tangyue didn't think much about it, thinking it was a new collaboration. As soon as he pressed the answer button, a voice with suppressed anger came over from the other end: "Let Li Zheng answer the phone."
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