Stop There, Daddy

Wen He’s wedding was held at the seaside. The venue was all decorated with sea potato flowers and a red carpet corridor surrounded by Garland was specially built. Other flowers were added on it.

He Youyou came up with this idea because the flower language of the white potato flower was: gentle love, representing purity and happiness, expressing everyone’s good wishes for the future life of He Siming and Wen Shuyue.

The wedding party took a Western self-support lunch. Not only were Chinese dishes prepared, but there were also steak, goose liver and fish sauce in Western dishes.

At this wedding, He Siming had invited all his relatives and friends.

Wen Shuyue didn’t want to have such a wedding, but He Siming said, “In your life, you only have such a chance to wear a wedding dress. Of course, you have to be grand and grand. I want everyone to know that you will be my wife.”

Wen Shuyue was wearing a wedding dress and sitting in front of the mirror. When she recalled this sentence, her heart was full of happiness and the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but smile.

“Hey, hey, I said the wedding hasn’t even started yet, so your mouth is starting to play tricks,” Chang Ning saw her smiling brightly in front of the mirror the moment he entered.

Chang Ning hugged her waist from behind and intimately put his head on her neck and shoulders. “You’re really pretty today, don’t talk about men anymore. Even if I see you, I’m charmed by you.”

“What are you talking about?” Wen Shuyue scolded coquettishly, “How do I think that ever since you got married to the Si family, your mouth is becoming more and more obedient. Did you learn from him?”

“Look at what you’re saying,” Chang Ning pouted and said unhappily, “I’ve always been very good at talking, alright?”

Right at this moment, she remembered knocking at the door and Wang Leena came in wearing a bridesmaid uniform.

“Oh my God, Shunyue, your wedding dress is so beautiful!” Wearing it on your body is like a fairy descending to normal.

Wen Shuyue’s body was inevitably round because she was pregnant. However, because she had small skeletons, she didn’t appear fat. Instead, it made her skin softer and delicate.

The design of the wedding dress was a puffy dress. The wide skirt looked like Wen Shuyue’s waist was slender and slim. The dress was decorated with lace and crystal.

“Why do I feel fat wearing me?” Wen Shuyue was still a little unconfident.

“Forget it, this wedding dress was designed by your husband personally. How do you look fat?” Chang Ning joked.

“Exactly, such a good husband. If I hadn’t given it to you back then, you wouldn’t have had a chance.” “Alas, it’s a pity that I’m such a beautiful woman. He doesn’t even fancy me.”

When Wen Shuyue heard this, coupled with Wang Leena’s lively expression, she couldn’t help but cover her face with her hands and smile.

On the other hand, the makeup artist dared to stop her. The beautiful makeup she had drawn after so much difficulty couldn’t be ruined.

When it was time, Wen Shuyue shyly held onto Wen Long’s arm and walked towards the man she loved the most.

Wen Long’s eyes were filled with tears and he handed Wen Shuyue’s hand to He Siming. “SMing, I’ve given her to you. You must take good care of her.”

He Siming held Wen Shuyue’s hand tightly as if he was holding some rare treasure as he solemnly said to Wen Long, “Dad, don’t worry. I will protect her for the rest of my life.”

Wen Shuyue looked at her old father with white hair and Mother Wen, who was sitting below, was already choke with sobs.

On the back of the road, Wen Shuyue walked over with He Siming’s arm, followed by Wen Baobao and Little orange children. One of them held a basket and kept throwing flowers into the sky.

“Little orange, do you think our wedding will be like Father and Mother in the future?” Wen Baobao deliberately approached Little orange and whispered.

“Don’t talk, focus on being a flower boy,” Little orange blushed immediately from his words. She was so embarrassed that she told Wen Baobao to stop talking.

Finally, they came to the priest. Under the priest’s guidance, He Siming and Wen Shuyue gave each other their sincere declaration of love.

When they were exchanging rings, Wang Leena held the ring box in her hand and sent two specially made wedding rings to the newcomers.

Wang Leena blinked mischievously at the two of them. She quietly wished them, “You must be happy!”

After the ring was exchanged, with the blessings of all his relatives and friends, He Siming went forward to hug Wen Shuyue, held her tightly in his arms, gave her a howling winds and driving rains; violent conflicts like wild kiss, and concentrated all his strong love for her in this kiss.

Chang Ning was held in Si Feng’s arms and couldn’t help but cry.

Si Teng looked at the crying wife in his arms and asked with concern, “Waifu, what’s wrong with you?” Good, why did you cry?

“I’m touching tears. It’s really not easy for the two of them to come here.”

When Chang Ning thought about the two of them, she felt that everything that happened today was too difficult.

“That’s right, they did walk very hard, but luckily, all the wind and rain has passed. I believe they will be doing very well in the future,” like her, Si Teng felt that there were thousands of feelings.

After the wedding, there was a wedding banquet. Wei Hao quietly left his brother and ran to a place with few people to secretly observe Wang Leena.

This time, Wang Leena was the bridesmaid, while Wei Hao was the best man. At the wedding, he secretly noticed that it was the bridesmaid’s pretty girl.

“Hello, my name is Wei Huai. I wonder what your name is?” He bravely walked forward and greeted Wang Leena, who was eating cake.

“Hello, my name is Wang Leena,” Wang Leena knew Wei Huai. She had heard He Siming mention it before, but she never met him. It wasn’t until she was at the wedding that she realized that he was a handsome man.

“I wonder if I am honored to invite a beautiful woman to do a dance,” Wei Hao said with a gentleman’s hand.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Wang Leena generously placed her hand in his hand as he led her into the dance floor.

At this time, the bride and groom dancing in the middle of the dance floor noticed this.

“Ming, look at Wang Leena and the best man.”

He Siming glanced at it and smiled. “I didn’t expect that Wei Shanghai kid to fall for Wang Leena.”

“I think the two of them are a match,” Wen Shuyue continued to stare at the two people on the other side of the dance floor.

When a certain man saw that his wife had been looking at other men, he immediately felt upset. “Waifu, today is our day of great joy. You don’t look at your husband, but you keep staring at other men.”

“Pfft,” Wen Shuyue couldn’t help but laugh. “There’s no one like you. You have to be jealous too…”

With the music, the two happy people hugged each other tightly.