Yang Wei twitched her lips, walked to the song selection counter, selected "Above Rainbow," and then prioritized and switched songs. The noisy music in the private room immediately stopped, replaced by a soothing and gentle melody. Yang Wei turned on the original audio, but didn't sing; she just let it play as background music.
Jian Shuang threw down the microphone and walked over to Yang Wei, her face full of anger: "What's wrong with you?!" As she spoke, she tried to pull Yang Wei's hair, but Yang Wei dodged her by turning her head. Jian Shuang scoffed, clapped her hands, and said: "Fine, since you're the birthday girl, I'll let it slide."
Xia Ying, still holding the microphone, stood to the side and imitated the host of the gala, saying, "Next, please welcome today's birthday celebrant to speak. Let's give them a round of applause!"
Sheng Lei and Jian Shuang clapped in unison. Yang Wei cleared her throat, walked over to Xia Ying, took the microphone, and pulled a ring from her pocket, putting it on: "Dear friends, I'm getting married again!"
Then she witnessed the entire process of the other three people in the private room instantly turning into idiots.
Sheng Lei, a seasoned lawyer, was the first to recover: "Ms. Yang Weiwei, please explain the current situation in detail and comprehensively. If you can't explain it clearly, I can't guarantee that you will be able to walk out of this door."
Jian Shuang jumped up too: "Holy crap, Yang Wei, are you Cupid's chosen clown?! Your first marriage was already so shocking, but your second marriage is going so fast! And who's the other clown?!"
"Ahem, he is Professor Qi Xiaoyan," Yang Wei said solemnly, holding the microphone.
The other three were dumbfounded once again. Sheng Lei had heard Yang Wei mention before that she might remarry Qi Xiaoyan, so she wasn't too surprised. Jian Shuang, however, was furious: "It's you guys again! Does marrying the same person twice unlock a new skill?!"
Yang Wei smiled and said to her, "Probably, because I'm pregnant."
...
After a long silence in the private room, Jian Shuang's voice finally rang out: "So, what new positions have you guys unlocked?"
Yang Wei: "..."
Sheng Lei frowned slightly and asked Yang Wei, "Did you remarry because of the child?"
"No, when he said he wanted to remarry me, Juanbao wasn't even born yet."
Jian Shuang mechanically repeated: "Juan Bao?"
"Isn't the nickname Professor Qi gave the child adorable!"
Jian Shuang mimicked her laughter and replied, "I just think you're silly!"
Yang Wei punched her, and Xia Ying, standing to the side, asked, "How many weeks?"
"Twelve weeks."
"...So you've kept this from us for so long?"
"Well, I just hadn't found a suitable opportunity to say it before."
After a few moments of calm, the atmosphere became lively again, with everyone vying to be Juanbao's godmother. Jian Shuang rushed onto the stage and shouted into the microphone, "Xia Ying, give me 'Red Sun'! I want to sing 'Red Sun'!"
Xia Ying quickly selected a song for her, and Jian Shuang waved exaggeratedly to the people sitting on the sofa, shouting loudly, "Audience, get hyped!"
Yang Wei: "..."
Okay, Jian Shuang can be the first to be removed from Juan Bao's list of godmother candidates.
As the intro began, Jian Shuang sang and danced along to the music: "Even if fate is turbulent, even if fate is full of twists and turns, even if fate threatens you that life is meaningless..."
Perhaps it was Jian Shuang's infectious singing and dancing that made Xia Ying unable to resist joining in halfway through the song and rushing up to sing along.
"...Don't shed tears, don't feel heartbroken, and don't give up. I wish I could stay with you for the rest of my life!"
"Thank you! Thank you for the enthusiastic applause!" Jian Shuang was completely caught up in her own excitement, speaking to Yang Wei as if she were at a concert, "I dedicate this song to my dear Weiwei, and I hope Professor Qi can accompany you throughout your life!"
Yang Wei twitched her lips and said to her, "Thank you for your blessing, but could you please play some soothing music? The doctor said that a noisy environment is not good for pregnant women."
Jian Shuang immediately instructed Xia Ying, who was standing next to the song selection machine: "Quick, select a lullaby for her!"
Xia Ying actually found the lullaby, clicked on the original soundtrack, and went back to her seat. Jian Shuang finally remembered the big cake she had brought and called Yang Wei over to make a wish.
Yang Wei watched as she stuck a 2 and a 4 candle on the cake, and curled her lip, saying, "Why didn't you take a 16? I'm only 16 this year."
Jian Shuang looked up at her and said earnestly, "Weiwei'er, you're going to be a mother soon, don't be so shameless, be good."
Yang Wei: "..."
She blew out the candles with her eyes closed, and Jian Shuang started to cheer.
Everyone was busy eating cake, and no one went to sing. Yang Wei took a small bite of cake, looked at Xia Ying, and said, "I heard from Shuang'er that you changed careers to sales? How's it going?"
Xia Ying seemed to have thought of something, and her expression turned sharp: "They're still in training, but I don't think this training is useful at all."
Yang Wei asked with great interest, "How so?"
Xia Ying said, "The instructor who trained us in sales skills said that we shouldn't directly ask people if they are interested in investing, because most people will answer no. We should ask them if they have ever used financial products before. That way, their answer can only be yes or no. Regardless of whether they answer yes or no, we can delve deeper into the topic."
"Oh, and then?"
"Then I used the method she taught me to ask a client, and the client said—" Xia Ying deliberately imitated the voice of a middle-aged man at this point, "None of your business."
"Pfft, hahahahahaha!"
Jian Shuang laughed so hard she fell onto the sofa. Sheng Lei concluded, "This story tells us that reality is never as wonderful as we imagine, and there is always a third possibility in life."
Yang Wei exclaimed, "That's very insightful. I'll toast you!"
Sheng Lei raised an eyebrow: "You dare to drink? Aren't you afraid Professor Qi will kill you when you get home?"
Yang Wei said, "I was just offering you juice, you're overthinking it."
The group sang until six o'clock, then went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner. They had only eaten half of their meal when Qi Xiaoyan called: "Baby, where are you?"
"They're still eating."
"Okay, call me when you're done eating, and I'll come pick you up," Qi Xiaoyan said, then added, "No drinking allowed."
"I understand!" After Yang Wei hung up the phone, the other three looked at her with smiles. Sheng Lei took a sip of juice and asked her, "Professor Qi is checking up on your whereabouts again? I think we should eat quickly so he doesn't worry."
Yang Wei rolled her eyes at her, but then started eating much faster.
Qi Xiaoyan came to pick her up before eight o'clock. Jian Shuang snorted at the back of their car and raised her chin, saying, "I'll show off like this every day after I get married!"
Yang Wei, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Qi Xiaoyan, who was driving, and asked, "Juanjuan, where else are we going?"
Qi smiled and said, "Let's go straight home."
"Oh." Why are you dressed so formally for going straight home?
When they got home, Yang Wei keenly noticed that Qi Xiaoyan was a little nervous. Although his expressionless face was no different from usual, Yang Wei could sense very subtle emotional fluctuations in him.
"Juanjuan?"
She called out tentatively, and Qi Xiaoyan loosened his tie, looked down at her, and said, "Baby, I have something I want to give you."
"Oh." Yang Wei nodded. It was her birthday today, so it was only right that Qi Xiaoyan gave her a gift. But what kind of gift could have made him act so strangely?
Yang Wei was a little curious.
Qi Xiaoyan pulled her hand and walked towards the bedroom. Only then did Yang Wei realize that the bedroom door was closed.
Qi Xiaoyan's solemn expression when he opened that door gave Yang Wei the illusion that he was opening the door to a new world.
As the door opened, the scene inside the bedroom gradually unfolded before Yang Wei's eyes. Yang Wei didn't dare to blink, afraid of missing any surprising moments.
As soon as the door was fully opened, Yang Wei's gaze fell almost immediately on the large bed where they usually slept.
The most eye-catching thing in this room used to be this big bed, and now it's impossible not to notice it.
It was covered with rose petals, which were carefully arranged into a heart shape.
This scene has actually appeared in many TV dramas and is not exactly shocking, but Yang Wei was still very surprised because the person who did this was Qi Xiaoyan.
She turned her head to look at Qi Xiaoyan, and asked somewhat blankly, "Juanjuan, did you do this?"
"Hmm." Qi Xiaoyan observed her expression and asked somewhat uncertainly, "You don't like it?"
Yang Wei looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed: "No, it's just... did you learn this trick from watching a few idol dramas?"
Just imagining Professor Qi bitterly binge-watching idol dramas, she simply couldn't stop!
Qi Xiaoyan raised an eyebrow and said, "A colleague of mine told me."
Yang Wei smiled and nodded. Qi Xiaoyan was silent for a moment, then said, "Wait a minute, there's something else for you."
Qi Xiaoyan turned and left, then came back in holding a large bouquet of blue roses. She knelt down on one knee in front of Yang Wei and asked, "Baby, will you marry me?"
He looked up at Yang Wei, and the bouquet of roses in his hand seemed to burn like flames in Yang Wei's eyes.
The proposal she wanted, the one-knee kneeling down, has happened!
Yang Wei's heart was pounding. They had already registered their marriage and even had a child, but the way Qi Xiaoyan looked at her now seemed like he was really waiting for an important answer.
"I do," she said softly, taking the flowers from Qi Xiaoyan's hand.
Qi Xiaoyan's lips suddenly curled up, and Yang Wei felt her heart rise with his upturned lips.
"And this is also for you." Qi Xiaoyan took out a beautiful little box from her pocket and handed it to Yang Wei, who then opened it.
It is a heart-shaped necklace.
Yang Wei happily picked up the necklace and examined it. The necklace shimmered silver under the light, almost making her unable to look away: "It's beautiful, thank you!"
Qi Xiaoyan smiled and stood up from the ground: "I'll help you put it on."
He went around behind Yang Wei, brushed her hair aside, and the moment their metal rings interlocked, it was as if their hearts were also tightly bound together.
"Baby." Qi Xiaoyan kissed her fair neck, her voice carrying a unique intoxication, "Happy birthday."
His light yet hot breath sprayed onto her skin, making Yang Wei blush instantly.
"Thanks……"
She felt a little embarrassed, but Qi Xiaoyan chuckled and said, "Baby, you're already three months along, aren't you?"
Although Yang Wei really wanted to complain, what came out was the doctor's advice: "The doctor said to be gentle and safe..."
Help! That's not what she really meant!
Qi Xiaoyan's eyes still held a hint of a smile, but his gaze grew increasingly somber. He gently pressed Yang Wei down beneath him and kissed the corner of her lips: "I know."
The atmosphere inside was romantic. Overwhelmed with emotion, Qi Xiaoyan said to Yang Wei, "Wife, I love you."
Qi Xiaoyan's voice was husky and incredibly sexy. This wasn't the first time he'd uttered those three words in a moment of emotion, but it was the first time Yang Wei had been so moved. Her vision was already blurred, and she could vaguely make out a large wedding photo hanging on the opposite wall, showing the two people in the picture kissing.
Just like they are now.
Yang Wei climbed onto Qi Xiaoyan's neck, panting, and said, "Husband, I love you too."
Love, no matter the time, always sounds as beautiful as heavenly music.
Author's Note: I'm sorry, the main story is finished today, but I'm still up late qwq. I learned about my editor's resignation during the day, and I haven't been in a good mood qwq. I'll start updating side stories tomorrow. There might be a lot of side stories, first up is the daily lovey-dovey routine of Juanbao's family of three—then I'll write Fang Chengran's side story, which will be at the end because I'm afraid some little angels might not want to read it _(:з」∠)_ So, see you tomorrow night! Finally, thank you to the sponsors: "For the sake of protecting innocence, I'll exchange a landmine for a little angel" and "For the sake of protecting innocence, I'll exchange a landmine for a little angel" (lestat). Love you all, mwah!