Cheng Yuesheng accompanied Xiao Yu in preparing for her wedding.
During this period, Xiao Yu looked like a little woman in love, completely different from the image of a cool and elegant lady when they first met. She couldn't help but wonder why Xiao Yu and Lu Qingxu divorced.
But no one knew about this matter except the parties involved, and the couple never mentioned it.
Originally, Cheng Yuesheng planned to travel with Qin Heque, but the wedding plan was disrupted due to the sudden incident. Qin Heque could not help much in Beicheng, so he went back to Jiangzhou to handle official business first, and flew to Beicheng to meet Cheng Yuesheng a few days later. The Qin family has a private jet, so it is not troublesome for him to travel between the two places.
Old Master Qin stayed in North City instead. He would occasionally go out to visit friends, or go to Lu's house to play chess and chat with Lu Weixing, or the two of them would go out together. The two of them formed a deep friendship, and he lived a very comfortable life in North City, not wanting to leave at all.
The wedding day was fast approaching, and they flew to the island two days in advance. The island had a pleasant climate; even though it was summer, it wasn't scorching hot at all, making it a great place to escape the heat. The wedding company had already fully decorated the venue, and by the time Cheng Yuesheng and his friends arrived, it was almost finished.
There will be a bachelorette party tomorrow and the formal wedding the day after tomorrow.
Lu Zecheng was speechless about this. His parents were not young anymore, and there was no point in having a bachelor party. Besides, few of their friends were still single.
"Tell me, aren't they just looking for trouble? Why make it so complicated?" Lu Zecheng complained to Cheng Yuesheng helplessly, "We're already old, wouldn't it be better to just get a simple certificate?"
Cheng Yuesheng said, "Aunt Yu probably doesn't like to be so low-key."
Of course, Lu Zecheng understood Xiao Yu's personality. She and his father were completely opposite extremes. He still didn't understand why they remarried.
"My mom is known for her love of everything."
"There's nothing wrong with re-holding the wedding. As long as they are happy, that's all." Cheng Yuesheng said.
"Let them be. They won't listen to me anyway." Lu Zecheng spread his hands. He looked at the busy staff and suddenly asked, "Why hasn't Qin Heque come yet?"
He frowned, seeming a little puzzled and dissatisfied.
"He said he would arrive today."
"This guy usually sticks so close to you, but why is he so slow when it comes to important things in our family?"
Cheng Yuesheng's face flushed with anger, but she felt that Lu Zecheng was just looking for trouble, so she said, "Just ask him yourself when he gets here."
At this moment, Lu Zecheng's cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the screen and answered the call.
"Mom, what's wrong...oh...I see...ok."
Lu Zecheng hung up the phone, "My mom asked us to go over and try on the dresses."
"Take it away, don't keep Aunt Yu waiting for too long."
Lu Zecheng followed Cheng Yuesheng helplessly.
When Qin Heque arrived in the afternoon, he saw the brother and sister with dull eyes.
"What happened to you two? Didn't you get enough rest?"
Cheng Yuesheng looked like he had lost all hope in life. "No, I'm just tired."
God knows what kind of hardships they went through. Cheng Yuesheng had never thought that trying on clothes was such a difficult thing.
Xiao Yu had told her before that she would be the one to pick out her dresses. Cheng Yuesheng thought Xiao Yu would pick out two dresses for her, so she gave her size to Xiao Yu. But she didn't expect that Xiao Yu would not prepare two dresses for her, but a whole room of dresses.
Some dresses were inherently difficult to put on, and she hadn't finished trying them all for hours. Xiao Yu, however, was as enthusiastic about dressing her up as a doll, and Cheng Yuesheng couldn't say no. Lu Zecheng was the same way, recalling the nightmare of being dressed up by Xiao Yu as a child.
He said to Cheng Yuesheng sympathetically: "My mother wanted a daughter before, and she always wanted to dress her up beautifully."
But later she divorced Lu Qingxu, so she never had a daughter to realize her idea. Finally, she had a niece, Cheng Yuesheng. Although Cheng Yuesheng had grown up, Xiao Yu still couldn't help but realize this idea on her.
Qin Heque listened to the general idea and touched Cheng Yuesheng's head lovingly, "Thank you for your hard work."
The brother and sister were lying down to rest when Xiao Yu came over to them and said, "Shengsheng, why are you here? Didn't you say you wanted to rest for a while before continuing to try on clothes?"
When she saw Qin Heque suddenly appear, her eyes lit up again, "Xiao Qin is here too. I just prepared some clothes for you. Let's go try them on together later. You and Shengsheng have to wear matching clothes."
This is what she wants, the golden boy and jade girl feeling.
The words Qin Heque was about to say hello froze on his lips.
Cheng Yuesheng and Lu Zecheng looked at him with glee, finally they were not the only two suffering.
After several hours of torture trying on clothes, Xiao Yu finally chose clothes that satisfied the three of them. She decided to let them go and let them go to the island to play by themselves.
Several people ran to the beach to rest.
"Oh my God, Aunt Yu is so scary." Cheng Yuesheng said with lingering fear.
Qin Heque smiled. He had no experience in getting along with female elders in this way, and the other party was Cheng Yuesheng's aunt, so he could only go along with her wishes.
"Aunt Yu may just be more of a perfectionist."
Lu Zecheng rolled his eyes fiercely. "If I keep changing, I'm going to lose my temper. They're all three-piece suits. I don't know what's so good about trying on them."
Cheng Yuesheng felt that what he said was the truth. They were all beautiful skirts and there was no point in exchanging them.
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