Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1363 - 1341: The Grand Finale (Part 2)

Jiayi felt a stir in her heart, immediately understood, a smile emerged at the corner of her lips, and she rubbed Yiyi’s head: "Yiyi didn’t tire Auntie out, Auntie isn’t sick either. Don’t worry, Auntie is fine; it might even be something good."

Yiyi sighed in relief, and prodded Zhuochen with her small elbow: "Did you hear that!"

Zhuochen was curious: "What good news?"

Jiayi took the hands of the two little buns: "In a few months, you’ll find out."

Taking a deep breath, she couldn’t help but look at the layers of clouds passing by the plane window, her smile deepening.

This is wonderful.

Brother Yixiao and Yongyong are traveling around the world.

Anya and Hall Master Si have also reunited in China.

Even the deepest scar in Xinyue’s heart is sprouting new seeds, ready to grow, to make up for her loss.

Heaven has a plan for everyone.

Just wait, and it will come naturally.

...

Returning to the cabin, Huo Zhenyang saw the three of them returning and noticed Jiayi smiling, prompting him to put aside the financial news: "What were you up to?"

Jiayi put cartoon scarves on the two little buns, letting them eat lunch by themselves, then sat down and whispered a few words in his ear.

Huo Zhenyang’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and a gentle curve appeared on his lips: "I didn’t expect Ya Chen to be so efficient, so quickly."

"Not really that quick, it was about time." Before Jiayi could finish speaking, he pulled her closer, complaining in a deep voice: "I can’t fall behind either. Yiyi and Zhuochen are almost in kindergarten, should we..."

"No!" Jiayi immediately refused, "How can you call that falling behind? You’re already far ahead!"

After saying this, she gave him a push, but instead, he held her tighter, enveloping her in his intoxicating scent, almost drowning.

**

Upon arriving in Nanga, the weather was sunny and bright.

The azure sky was like a pristine, flawless treasure mirror, with the weather being better than ever, as if preparing for the upcoming wedding.

The Ya Family had prepared for the wedding in advance, just waiting for Ya Chen and Chu Xinyue along with the honored guests to arrive.

On the eve of the wedding, under the cluster of bright stars, a new moon shone flawlessly and brilliantly.

In the evening, after trying on the suit for tomorrow, Ya Chen eagerly walked to the upstairs bedroom.

Nanga’s wedding rituals are similar to those in China, and it’s best for the couple not to meet before the wedding.

Although they were just having a makeup wedding, Ya Qianhuai insisted on the rules, having them stay in separate rooms temporarily before the wedding.

For Ya Chen, it was undeniably an ordeal.

"Your Highness, you can’t..." A guard was startled and tried to stop him.

Like hell he couldn’t! Ya Chen strode directly to his bride-to-be’s room for tomorrow.

He didn’t care about these rules.

Opening the door, a fresh scent greeted him.

His eyes lit up. Chu Xinyue had just tried on the wedding dress, hadn’t taken it off yet, and the pure white gown melded perfectly with her figure, making one’s heart flutter and breath pause.

Having missed seeing her all these years, he could finally look at her every day for the rest of his life.

On the dressing table, an open jewelry box.

The Heart of the Ocean Blue Moon lay quietly inside, complementing its owner’s graceful reflection, a perfect match.

This necklace, which he should have given her long ago, was going to be her jewelry at the wedding.

A perfect imperfect love.

Only the ancient significance of this necklace was worthy of her.

Seeing the son-in-law arrive, Xiaotao quietly left.

He walked over, gently lifting a strand of her hair, inhaling the fragrance at her neck, sensing her slight shiver; he knew she was even more nervous than he was.

Although they had been married for several years, at this moment, it felt like they were newlyweds.

Even, they seemed to return to the youthful days of first love.

"Are you nervous? Want me to stay with you tonight?" he asked mischievously.

"No need." She could see what he was up to.

His thick eyebrows furrowed, dissatisfied: "I feel like you’ve been avoiding me lately."

The night before returning to the country, they were still staying at the hotel. Annoyed by trouble, Chu Xinyue continued to stay in the adjacent guest room. During the night, he sneaked over, but she kicked him off the bed.

The day before, on the flight back to the country, he had decided to corner her in the small airplane restroom, but she slipped away.

And today, it was happening again.

Seeing his wounded face, she couldn’t help but laugh, but her lashes flickered, and the smile slightly froze: "Will you go somewhere with me?"

The teasing vanished from Ya Chen’s face, knowing where she wanted to go.

In fact, during these days back in the country, he had also considered whether to take her.

Since she hadn’t brought it up, he was unsure about her feelings, but hearing her mention it now, he asked quietly, "Are you sure?"

"Yes." She nodded firmly, her star-like eyes rippling as if water waves had passed through.

Without further hesitation, Ya Chen held her hand and led her downstairs.

The night was peaceful, clouds drifted, and the deep blue velvet sky was romantic and profound.

In the garden.

The acacia tree planted by Chu Xinyue herself was more than a person tall, its trunk sturdy and no longer slender, gently swaying in the night breeze, as if greeting the long-missed Chu Xinyue.

In front of the acacia tree, there was a small white jade tombstone.

Ya Chen lightly supported her waist, his voice gentle: "He’s right here."

After she went to China for treatment, he buried their child under this acacia tree.

She entrusted her hopes for the baby to this acacia tree; here was the perfect place.

Chu Xinyue felt a tear escaping from the corner of her eye, but this time, it wasn’t from sadness. Wiping away the tear with her hand, a slight smile curved her lips.

She knelt down, gently caressing the trunk of the acacia tree.

The baby had blessed her with new life; she couldn’t let him down.

She knew the baby would want to see her smile.

Ya Chen bent down, wrapping his long arms around her waist, murmuring: "This child will never leave us; he will stay with us forever."

Chu Xinyue took a deep breath, smiling faintly: "The baby is already back with us now."

Ya Chen didn’t react immediately until she guided his hand to her still-flat abdomen.

Just over a month along, discovered on the flight.

She just hadn’t had time to tell him yet.

She wanted to wait until they returned home to tell him that the baby was back.

Tomorrow’s wedding wouldn’t just be for the two of them, but for their family of three.

Comprehending, he finally understood why she had avoided physical contact for the past few days.

He was going to be a father again!

In a burst of joy, he picked her up and headed upstairs.

"Hey, hey, put me down!" Chu Xinyue exclaimed, both amused and helpless.

But he held her tighter, as if cradling the most precious unbreakable jewel in the world, and began to quietly order:

"No high heels at tomorrow’s wedding, come back immediately after the ceremony in the church, no alcohol, not even cold drinks..."

His low voice lingered softly in the night air.

Happiness infused the deepest darkness of the night.

Beneath a serene canopy of stars, romance stretched into eternity.

**

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