Yi Zhengwei laughed and said, "He's even more enthusiastic than I am. This is a small matter that I could have decided myself, but he insisted that you go."
She quickly replied, "Of course, I am a member of the family after all."
Bill frowned.
"Okay, I'll try my best not to let the designer take up too much of your time." Yi Zhengwei unconsciously relaxed his brow. Hearing this, he felt a moment of disorientation. The busy wedding preparations and procedures of the past few days hadn't made him feel at all that this was marriage. The wedding he and Shen Xing had been looking forward to for two years, only with a different person, was so different.
However, upon hearing the phrase "a member of the family," a strange emotion swept through him—heavy, yet fleeting and dazzling.
Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Wedding Night
Like two fruit trees, one laden with fruit, the other bearing only a few scattered fruits hanging high on its branches. While everyone else picks the tree full of fruit, the other stands proudly, indifferent to whether you pick it or not—that's its magnanimity.
- Yi Zhengwei
On his wedding day, Song Jingmo was in excellent spirits. He even led Song Qing from the red carpet at the church entrance all the way to the altar, and handed Song Qing's hand to Yi Zhengwei.
There were many guests, mostly business associates. The Yi family didn't have many relatives, nor did the Song family. Madam Song was quite satisfied with this, even though she knew that Song Qing was always favored by the elders. She was still very happy to see this situation.
With a thin white veil covering her face, Song Qing didn't worry about anyone seeing her moist eyes, and Yi Zhengwei became even more blurry in her eyes.
The three words "I do" sealed her fate. At that moment, Madam Song hugged Song Jingmo and wept bitterly. Both of her daughters were getting married today, and she felt empty inside.
Song Keren sighed and whispered something to Bill. Everyone else stood up to congratulate the newlyweds. Yi Zhengwei didn't lift her white veil, but kissed her through it.
These two people, who originally had no emotional foundation, became husband and wife in the sacred and solemn church. Song Qing felt like she was dreaming. She had dreamed countless times of her wedding to Yan Xunan, but now it had come to an end. This dream was not beautiful.
This highly anticipated wedding fulfilled the needs of the two of them, but it also broke the hearts of too many people. Shen Xing kept the door tightly shut and cried so hard that she couldn't even get up. Shen Yang was so angry that he smashed everything in the villa.
Shen Yang's comparison of Yi Zhengwei to Chen Shimei of ancient times, and his continued criticism of Chen Moumou today, is indeed an exaggeration.
Hearing the beep of a text message, Shen Xing quickly pressed the button to read it: "Xing'er, remember what I told you on my birthday."
Shen Xing smiled bitterly. It turned out that Yi Zhengwei had already decided where she would go back then. Now, this luxurious villa in Tangquan was nothing more than a golden cage imprisoning her.
"Sister! Leave this kind of man as soon as possible to save trouble! He got engaged in just one week, it's obvious he's not going to give you a chance!" Shen Yang said angrily.
Shen Xing nodded, got up and started packing her luggage, then said, "You should resign right away. Don't work there anymore. From now on, we have nothing to do with him!"
Shen Yang nodded, then realized it wasn't right. Seeing her sister's helplessness, sadness, and forced strength, her anger was burning to the core, but she still said, "I'll handle this! Where are you going now?"
I want to go home first.
"Alright." After saying that, she helped Shen Xing tidy up, and soon the two of them moved out of the humiliating villa.
Shen Xing was dragged along by Chen Yang like a wooden puppet.
"You still can't let him go? He's already married another woman! Think it through!"
Shen Yang couldn't help but curse. Seeing his sister like this, he felt extremely distressed, which made him hate Yi Zhengwei and Song Qing even more.
Those two were birds of a feather; they knew it was a marriage of convenience, yet they still went along with it. She couldn't help but spit on Song Qing, realizing she had initially felt some sympathy for him.
In comparison, Yan Xunan and Song Ning's wedding was naturally more elaborate than Yi Zhengwei's, and they had more guests. Since Song Ning is in the entertainment industry, the wedding naturally received more attention.
After the guests left, Song Jingmo was immediately taken to the hospital, while Madam Song rushed to Song Ning's wedding.
Song Qing watched the car speed away, feeling a little scared. She wished she could follow it, but she couldn't. Now that the charade had come to this point, it had to be finished.
Yi Zhengwei took her hand and squeezed it, and she returned a grateful smile.
Bill walked over and handed Song Qing two equity transaction documents, saying, "This is my wedding gift to you."
He looked somewhat dejected.
When Song Qing saw it, she realized it was the 15% stake in Fuhua that she had recently sold. Her aunt nodded, and she couldn't help but hug Song Keren and cry softly.
"Qing'er, you must be happy."
She nodded, and then Song Keren turned to Yi Zhengwei and said, "Qing'er is worth cherishing. You won't let me down, will you?"
"I will," Yi Zhengwei said with a smile, hugging Song Qing.
At first glance, the two actually seemed quite well-matched, so she had no choice but to believe them. The aunt and niece embraced for a long time before being persuaded to separate.
"Bill, my flight is tomorrow, do you want to come with me?"
"I still have some things to take care of here, but I need to go back with you first," Bill said. He patted Song Qing on the shoulder, and then he and Song Keren left.
Seeing that Song Qing was staring at their backs without saying a word, Yi Zhengwei comforted her, saying, "There will be many more opportunities to go to England in the future. How about we choose England for our honeymoon?"
"No need, I'm afraid we won't have time for our honeymoon."
Yi Zhengwei helped her into the car, saying, "I'll take care of this."
Then came a grand banquet, bustling with activity, held again at Haotian. Song Qing inevitably had to do everything in his power to deal with this kind of scene. Yi Zhengwei had a very wide circle of friends, so people from all walks of life were there. Just toasting took up most of the day, leaving no time for eating at all.
After that, there were more photos taken and congratulations from everyone, but her stomach had been unable to handle it for a long time.
While she was touching up her makeup, Secretary Liu quickly brought her a bowl of hot porridge. She was really hungry and finished it in a few bites.
Yi Zhengwei brought over the medicine, and after taking it, she felt a little better. The makeup artist praised her for being very lucky, as her husband was so considerate so soon after their marriage.
Seeing him drinking red and white wine alternately, Song Qing was a little worried, but Yi Zhengwei just smiled at her indifferently.
After much enjoyment, the banquet finally came to an end amidst the ambiguous tones of everyone's reluctance to disturb the intimate moment of their wedding night.