Si Yi’s gaze was unabashedly set on Yun Jian when he spoke—very seriously.
Qin Yirou was initially looking at Yun Jian but after what Si Yi said, she turned to look at him. When she saw the seriousness on the young man’s face, she was suddenly happy for Yun Jian.
Qin Yirou had been worried about her daughter suddenly turning so aggressive around half a year ago and what would become of that in the future.
Village people liked docile young ladies while city folks, especially those with decent family backgrounds, liked daughters-in-law who were well-educated and elegant.
Yun Jian, however, was incredibly aggressive. Her ways of dealing with things could scare someone witless.
Under such circumstances, Qin Yirou was happy that Yun Jian would not be taken advantage of but she was also worried about Yun Jian growing up and coming to the age of marriage in the future!
Guys in the current society liked girls who were goody two shoes and a woman had to be accepted by her in-laws sooner or later. No mother-in-law would like a daughter-in-law who was so domineering!
In this case, it could not be helped that Qin Yirou fretted over her daughter’s future, afraid if she would find herself a husband and in-laws by then. She was also worried if the guy would treat her Xiao Jian properly after they got married.
Now that Qin Yirou knew the answer, she did not have to stay anxious with her worries. Forget everything else, just the fact that Si Yi was seeing Yun Jian’s life more important than his own had Qin Yirou feeling like she could have the young man marry Xiao Jian home immediately!
If it were not for Yun Jian being underage, she would have pushed her daughter to marry Si Yi early on—put a ring on a good man like Si Yi first and foremost!
And if Yun Jian were to know what Qin Yirou was currently thinking about, she would most probably doubt if the original owner of her body was actually Qin Yirou’s real daughter...
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After the entourage from the groom’s side left with the bride’s dowry merrily during noon, Qin Yirou stayed home for around three more hours.
As a superstition passed down by the older generation, Ge Junjian had asked a Taoist priest—pre-wedding—to calculate the best time for the bride to get married. It was decided on 3:30pm, not a minute earlier or later.
Since it was Monday where there was still school, Lu Feiyan had asked her mother to send Qin Yirou their wedding gift money knowing that Qin Yirou was getting married but she could not skip school. Her mother came over to help as well.
Although Lu Feiyan could not be present herself, the gesture was felt. As for her mother, she came in the early morning to help with Qin Yirou’s wedding out of gratitude for Yun Jian saving her husband.
The group of villagers were bustling since the morning. Now, it was finally 3:30pm where the bride was to be sent to the groom’s house.
Qin Yirou got into Yun Jian’s Ferrari and Civet drove them to Longmen City. Yun Jian was still underage thus without a driver’s license, so they had Civet drive them.
The firecrackers crackled endlessly along the way. The fiery red Ferrari sports car drove in front while 19 luxury supercars followed behind. All 20 wedding cars were expensive.
Wedding cars were usually used in even numbers—in pairs—during weddings. The number 20 could also be interpreted as “love you”.
As the cars tailed the Ferrari, the wedding cars behind Civet were personally driven by the four commanders of An Hun Group.
The red carpet stretched from Xinjiang Town to Ge Junjian’s house in Longmen City. It held the symbolic meaning of the newlyweds’ relationship being flaming and passionate, and they could stay happy and together from now till beyond!
The 20 cars, with the red Ferrari sports car leading, cruised on the red carpet while firecrackers were continuously lit by the roadside.
This was no doubt the largest-scaled wedding in Xinjiang Town, Longmen City, Zhe Province and even the whole country.
May 21st, 1999 at 3:30pm, Qin Yirou was married out of Xinjiang Town in the most glorious way possible!
Everyone in town came to watch her and all they could think of amidst the eye-opener was that this was a wedding of the century!
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