Chapter 880: Chapter 110: Wedding (Part 3) [First Update]

As soon as Tang Yige went out, the makeup artist and stylist pulled her aside and began to get busy.

Nie Xiaoxing and Mu Yan were the bridesmaids handpicked by Yige, while the corresponding groomsmen for Lei Yicheng were Gu Yan and Xiao Nanqing.

The wedding was scheduled to take place at the Imperial Capital Hotel, starting officially at ten o’clock.

The groom-to-be, Lei Yicheng, along with his two groomsmen, was supposed to arrive at Qing She to pick up the bride at eight o’clock.

However, it was only at half-past seven when all the makeup artists and stylists completed their tasks and left Qing She.

Tang Yige, dressed in a pristine white wedding dress, sat on the sofa. Perhaps due to nerves, her face appeared somewhat pale, with even the blush on her cheeks unable to cover it.

Mu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing both wore bridesmaid dresses, featuring off-the-shoulder long gowns in a soft pink hue, with three-quarter sleeves and a cinched waistline.

Since the dresses were tailored to their measurements, they fit perfectly.

Mu Yan looked charming and lovely, while Nie Xiaoxing seemed a bit unused to wearing such a long dress, furrowing her brows and appearing somewhat awkward.

"Sister Yi, you’re so nervous, your hands are cold," Mu Yan remarked softly, touching Yige’s hand resting on her lap.

Tang Yige exhaled, her face a bit stiff, "I always thought I would never get married in this lifetime, so now it feels like I’m dreaming."

"How can a woman not get married?" Mu Yan wrapped her hand and rubbed it in her palm.

Tang Yige smiled.

"I’m thinking, when Uncle Lei comes to pick up the bride, should we make things a bit difficult for him? We can’t just let him take the bride away so easily, right?" Mu Yan said mischievously.

Nie Xiaoxing gasped, "Aren’t you afraid he’ll kick the door down?"

Uh...

"Then let’s drop it! Let him in after giving a few big red envelopes," Mu Yan said, twitching her mouth, "Uncle Lei is such a big guy, it’s fine if he kicks the door down, but we might get caught behind the door."

Jin Jumo couldn’t help but laugh.

"I’ll go lock the door first," Mu Yan said, getting up to lock the door.

But before she reached the door, it was pushed open from the outside.

Lei Yicheng, Gu Yan, Xiao Nanqing, and Rong Mochen swaggered in.

Mu Yan, "..."

"Ah... How did you guys get in?"

Mu Yan furrowed her little brow, looking upset.

Gu Yan walked forward and patted her little head, "What? Did you want to keep us out?"

"Oh no, you guys, go out, go out! We haven’t received the red envelopes yet..."

Mu Yan, anxious, wanted to chase them away.

Suddenly, a plump red envelope appeared in front of her eyes.

Mu Yan’s eyes widened, pressing her lips together, she glanced at Lei Yicheng.

"We came prepared, just take it," Lei Yicheng chuckled.

"Hehe. You’re right on track!"

Mu Yan giggled as she accepted it, silently squeezing the red envelope. It felt quite thick, definitely not a small amount.

Thinking so, Mu Yan went forward and pulled Nie Xiaoxing, "What about Xiaoxing’s?"

Nie Xiaoxing raised an eyebrow, looking at Lei Yicheng.

Lei Yicheng handed another red envelope to Nie Xiaoxing, "Everyone gets one."

Nie Xiaoxing didn’t hesitate and took it, "Thanks."

"You’re welcome!"

Lei Yicheng said, then turned his gaze to Yige, who was sitting on the sofa with her back straight.

Yige’s face had previously been pale, but since Lei Yicheng and the others came in, it had turned red.

Her hands on her lap lightly clutched the wedding dress, she softly bit her lower lip, her eyes flickering as she looked at Lei Yicheng.

Yige’s wedding dress style was on the conservative side, with not a bit of skin showing.

Except for the loose mermaid skirt, everything from the bodice to the ankles was tight-fitting.

This highlighted her curvaceous figure like a vase, with curves at the front and back, and a slender waist.

Though conservative, it exuded a unique allure.

At that moment, Yige wasn’t wearing a veil. Her originally voluminous curly hair had been temporarily styled into waves by the hairstylist, drawn from ear-length strands to the back of her head, and pinned with an exquisite hairpin.

Tang Yige was naturally enchanting and charming, with her brows unintentionally exuding a hint of heroism.

Her bright red lips and slightly upturned long brows at this moment made her allure and heroism even more prominent, accentuating her beauty.

Lei Yicheng’s deep eyes appeared to boil with magma-like heat as he gazed intently at Tang Yige, as if he could hardly resist rushing up and devouring her then and there.

Tang Yige already felt unnatural, and with him staring at her that way, she became even more self-conscious and awkward.

"Lei the Second, come, come, use this as a drinking cup!"

Gu Yan, unable to bear it, picked up the ashtray from the coffee table in front of the sofa and placed it near Lei Yicheng’s mouth.

This made everyone in the room burst into laughter.

A thin blush swept across Lei Yicheng’s rugged face, and he glared at Gu Yan angrily.

Gu Yan smiled and put the ashtray back on the coffee table.

"It’s about time, we should head over."

Xiao Nanqing glanced at the little woman standing at the side, nervously fidgeting with the red envelope in her hand, wanting to open it but feeling too shy to do so just yet. His thin lips moved slightly as he spoke.

"Hmm."

Lei Yicheng grunted roughly, took a big step forward, and very manly, scooped Tang Yige up in his arms horizontally.

"Wow~~~"

Gu Yan cheered.

Mu Yan was startled and looked over.

There, she saw Lei Yicheng carrying Tang Yige steadily towards the door, her eyes instantly lit up, "Wow, Uncle Lei is so handsome!"

Xiao Nanqing, "..."

Tsk, Xiao Nanqing coldly glanced at Mu Yan, who was staring at Lei Yicheng with starry eyes.

Mu Yan touched her face, somehow feeling a bit cold.

She smacked her lips, twirled her eyes, and accidentally caught sight of Xiao Nanqing squinting at her from two steps away, his phoenix eyes glinting.

Immediately, Mu Yan boldly and arrogantly rolled her eyes at him.

Xiao Nanqing, "...", gritting his teeth, what to do, lately, I always feel like gouging someone’s eyes out!

He glared fiercely at Mu Yan, let out a cold snort, and turned around to follow them out.

Mu Yan pouted, reached out her hand to link Nie Xiaoxing’s arm, "Xiao Xing, let’s go too."

Nie Xiaoxing discreetly glanced at Gu Yan by her side, nodded.

So Mu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing left as well.

Gu Yan instinctively followed, took a couple of steps, then suddenly stopped, turned back to look at Jin Jumo sitting on the sofa.

Seeing him look over, Jin Jumo was slightly startled, then smiled, "You go ahead. We’ll be right behind you."

We?

Gu Yan pursed his lips, looked at the certain someone in the private room, "Oh."

Then, Gu Yan walked out.

Watching Gu Yan leave the private room, Rong Mochen’s dark eyelashes fluttered slightly, he paused for two seconds, then walked over to Jin Jumo.

Jin Jumo supported her waist and stood up from the sofa. As Rong Mochen reached out to wrap his arms around her waist from behind, she tilted her head, looked gently at his profile, "Where are Xixi and Hanhan?"

Rong Mochen kissed her temple, lifted Jin Jumo in his arms horizontally, and walked towards the door, "Grandpa will bring them over later."

Jin Jumo nodded, raising her hand to encircle his neck, to lighten his load.

Rong Mochen curled his lips, gazing gently at her, "Even if there were another one of you, I could still carry you."

"Boaster!" Jin Jumo curled her lips, her voice sweet.

Rong Mochen raised an eyebrow, stopped, lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers for a while before carrying her towards the elevator.

...

At 8:40, the group arrived at the Imperial Capital Hotel, Tang Yige, Mu Yan, and others went to the hotel lounge to wait for the wedding to start.

At 9:00, Zhou Xueran and Tang Yuwen arrived at the hotel.

Seeing Zhou Xueran and Tang Yuwen, dressed in lavish attire, in the lounge, there wasn’t a hint of joy on Tang Yige’s face, nor any stir within her heart.

Zhou Xueran wore a royal blue knee-length dress, her hair neatly tied up at the back of her head, earrings and necklace adorned with jade and diamond jewelry.

Tang Yige recognized this set of jewelry, having heard Zhou Xueran mention it in her youth, it was the dowry her grandma prepared for her when she got married.

But in all these years, it’s the first time Tang Yige saw Zhou Xueran wearing it.

Tang Yige actually resembles her mother Zhou Xueran more.

However, Zhou Xueran always neglected her own beautiful appearance. Ever since Tang Yige could remember, Zhou Xueran never had a piece of jewelry on her, going make-up-less every day. Her dresser at home didn’t even have a complete set of skincare products.

And her clothes were mostly knit sweaters and casual trousers, as she almost never went out.

When she did go out, she had two sets of suits, but that’s about it.

Today, Zhou Xueran not only put on makeup but also changed into new clothes.

Every detail seemed to be highlighting to Yige how important her daughter’s wedding was to her.