Chapter 881: Chapter 111: Wedding (Part 4) [Second Update]

Every single detail seemed to show Yige how much she valued her daughter’s wedding.

Tang Yuwen, though?

When he was young, he was elegant and was famous as a young master from an artistic family who possessed both good looks and talent.

But due to drug addiction, Tang Yuwen not only lost height but also much of his appearance.

He was extremely thin, and the meticulously prepared suit he wore looked like an at least two sizes too large, cheap suit rented last minute.

At this moment, Tang Yuwen stood beside the meticulously dressed Zhou Xueran, appearing at least twenty years older than her!

"Sit down," Yige glanced at the direction of the sofa and said to them.

Tang Yuwen looked at her deeply, walked over, and sat down on the sofa.

Zhou Xueran, meanwhile, walked towards Yige.

Standing in front of Yige, Zhou Xueran, red-eyed, looked her up and down, then smiled and said, "Very beautiful."

Tang Yige’s eyes flickered gently, and she said, "The wedding won’t start for a while, you can sit by the sofa for now."

"I know, you don’t have to mind me."

Though Zhou Xueran said this, she still stood in front of Yige, looking at her face nostalgically.

Mu Yan and Nie Xiaoxing exchanged a look and stepped aside.

Tang Yige glanced over, her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she said to Zhou Xueran, "There are stools here, no need to stand, have a seat."

"Alright." Zhou Xueran sat down on the stool beside Yige, looked at her hand for a moment, hesitated, and then reached out to hold it.

Tang Yige didn’t react much, watching her.

Zhou Xueran looked at Tang Yige with relief, "Really good."

Tang Yige’s eyes flickered slightly without speaking.

"Yige, after you left that day, mom thought a lot."

Zhou Xueran smiled, but tears shone in her eyes as she looked at Tang Yige, "In the past, mom was wrong, mom didn’t protect you well, and never trusted you even the slightest bit. You were so dutiful and considerate, kind and generous as a child, how could you have done those things?"

"..." It was only now that Tang Yige’s eyes showed a trace of change, looking at Zhou Xueran with suspicion.

"Do you think mom is just saying nice things to coax you? Do I say it with my mouth but don’t really think so in my heart?" Zhou Xueran smiled, looking at Yige affectionately with tears in her eyes.

Tang Yige slightly pursed her lips, "Mom, what’s wrong?"

Zhou Xueran shook her head, "Mom is fine. It’s just that before, I lived with my eyes closed, now they’re open, so looking back at things is much clearer. Mom knows now that she misunderstood you then, those things weren’t done by you, my Yige wouldn’t do such things."

"..." Tears uncontrollably surfaced at the corner of Tang Yige’s eyes, "Mom, you..."

"Today, you are a bride, be happy." Zhou Xueran raised her hand, gently stroking the corner of Tang Yige’s eye, she said.

Tang Yige frowned tightly, her expression still puzzled.

"Yige, tell mom, do you genuinely want to marry Mr. Lei?" Zhou Xueran’s gaze at Yige was filled with wisps of concern.

"...Why do you ask?" Tang Yige said.

"Mom is just afraid you might be acting on impulse. Getting married is easy, but if..."

Zhou Xueran didn’t continue, but she knew that Yige should understand what she meant.

Although there is now advocacy for freedom in marriage and divorce,

she always felt that once a woman was embroiled in a marriage, it would be impossible to leave it unscathed.

More or less, there would always be a scar left in the heart.

Divorce is not entirely without cost.

Tang Yige looked at Zhou Xueran for a long while before she lightly nodded, "Choosing to marry Yicheng was not a spur of the moment, but the result of deep consideration. Although Yicheng seems rough, I know that by marrying him, I will be worry-free all my life."

Isn’t this what every woman wants?

To have a man appear, to spare her from worries, from hardships, from drifting aimlessly, from being without a place to belong, to properly keep her, to hold hands and grow old together.

Tang Yige was very certain that once she married Lei Yicheng,

her future life would undoubtedly be peaceful and good.

The unpleasantness that happened in the past would forever be sealed in the past, completely cut off.

Zhou Xueran stared at Yige, "Do you love him?"

Tang Yige’s heart trembled slightly, looking at Zhou Xueran, "Yicheng is a good man, he loves me and treats me well, I believe I will be happy."

But.

If there’s no love, can one truly be happy?

Zhou Xueran caressed Yige’s cheek, eyes filled with hesitation, lightly moving her lips as if to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.

Tang Yige pursed her lower lip lightly, staring at Zhou Xueran, her eyes full of deep confusion.

...

Aside from Rong Mochen and others, those attending today’s wedding are mostly Lei Yicheng’s brothers from his main base; they are mostly rough types, and very boisterous.

The wedding officially starts at ten o’clock. At nine fifty, Tang Yige and her party go downstairs, waiting outside the grand doors of the hotel banquet hall.

At ten o’clock, the previously noisy banquet hall suddenly quiets down.

Then, the male host of the wedding’s voice comes from inside.

It’s nothing but opening remarks to warm up the atmosphere.

Tang Yige wears a thin veil over her face.

However, the gentle undulations of the veil in front of her reveal Tang Yige’s somewhat nervous mood.

Zhou Xueran had already entered the banquet hall earlier.

So now, standing outside the doors, are only her, Tang Yuwen, Mu Yan, Nie Xiaoxing, and a few staff members.

"Now, let’s welcome our bride to make her grand entrance."

Under the host’s magnificent voice, the doors of the banquet hall are pushed open from both sides by the staff.

Instantly, Tang Yige and others appear under the eyes of everyone in the banquet hall.

"Yo-ho~~~"

A commotion comes from inside.

Tang Yige’s face beneath the veil is slightly red; needless to say, those shouting are definitely Lei Yicheng’s brothers.

A big hand appears in front of Tang Yige.

Tang Yige’s eyes flicker as she lifts her head, looking through the veil at Tang Yuwen standing beside her.

Tang Yuwen says nothing, just staring at her.

Tang Yige lowers her eyes slightly, raises her arm, and places her hand into Tang Yuwen’s hand.

Tang Yuwen holds Yige’s hand, escorting her by the arm, "Let’s go."

Tang Yige takes a deep breath and steps forward, moving inside.

Lei Yicheng, rarely elegant, is wearing a white suit, with a white shirt underneath, but his tie is burgundy.

The very manly and competent short hair is also meticulously styled by the hairstylist today.

When a strong and burly man dresses up in a suit seriously, he too is quite handsome.

Moreover, Lei Yicheng’s muscles may be developed, but his face is dashing.

He stands with Xiao Nanqing and Gu Yan at the other end of the red carpet.

Since Lei Yicheng is the main character, naturally, Gu Yan and Xiao Nanqing stand further back.

Tang Yige is wearing twelve-centimeter nude-colored crystal high heels, with the train of her wedding dress trailing on the ground, so her pace is slow.

Lei Yicheng looks at Tang Yige, his dark eyes sparkling at this moment, and the fists slightly lowered at his sides are clenched with excitement.

He is finally marrying the woman of his dreams.

At this moment, in Lei Yicheng’s eyes, Tang Yige is like a fairy descending from heaven.

While he himself is like Dong Yong, the cowherd who romantically encountered the Seven Fairies.

As Tang Yige gets closer, Lei Yicheng’s left chest is uncontrollably pounding, and in fact, he can’t wait to step forward.

"Yo-see~~~"

Lei Yicheng’s action immediately draws laughter from his brothers.

Lei Yicheng is in a good mood and doesn’t mind.

Seeing Lei Yicheng walking over, Tang Yuwen and Tang Yige can’t help but stop.

Lei Yicheng walks up to Yige, his face slightly trembling with joy, his bright eyes staring intently at Yige’s radiant face through the veil, "Yige."

Lei Yicheng reaches out to her.

Tang Yige’s eyelashes lower, her long black lashes casting shadows on her captivating face.

Tang Yuwen, slightly displeased with both Yige and Lei Yicheng, doesn’t say anything; he simply places Yige’s hand into Lei Yicheng’s hand.

As Tang Yige’s hand falls into his palm.

Lei Yicheng feels a sense of satisfaction as if he already owns the whole world.

He grips Yige’s hand tightly, leading her towards the host on stage.

And Nie Xiaoxing, Mu Yan, Tang Yuwen, Gu Yan, Xiao Nanqing, each having completed their tasks, return to their positions.

Lei Yicheng also escorts Tang Yige step by step to the center of the stage.

However.

Just when everyone believes that every subsequent step will proceed excellently and perfectly.

The doors that were closed by the staff when Tang Yige and others entered suddenly open with a bang, pushed again from outside...