novelraw Chapter 508 - 425: Blocking the Door
Chapter 508 - 425: Blocking the Door
Chapter 508: Chapter 425: Blocking the Door
Leng Mochen called Li Si before setting off, saying the bridal escort convoy had already departed, and asked her to wait patiently for him!
Only at this moment did Li Si truly start to feel a bit nervous. Logically speaking, she shouldn’t feel nervous at all—they already had their marriage certificate, and even had a child. This wedding was just a ceremony.
But for some reason, it was her first wedding across two lifetimes, and she subconsciously clenched her fingers, frequently checking the time on her phone.
She felt as if time was crawling. Even as people came over to take photos with her, she smiled and cooperated perfunctorily.
Because of this, whatever people around her said or did, she didn’t really register it at all.
When Wang Man and a few other female classmates came in and saw how stunning Li Si looked, their eyes were full of envy.
"Li Si! Congratulations on your wedding!"
"Thank you!"
"Li Si! Wishing you happiness!"
"Thank you!"
"Li Si, you’re such a beautiful bride!"
"..."
Everyone who came in spoke joyful blessings.
Mrs. Bai entered with a cheerful smile, carrying a bowl of noodles with a poached egg. Since morning, no one had eaten; the others could go downstairs to the restaurant, but Li Si, as the bride, had makeup on her face and a wedding dress on her body, which made eating cumbersome.
Li Si only ate a few bites of the noodles for appearance’s sake, but internally, she felt like a cat on a hot tin roof.
Another thirty minutes passed without the sound of their arrival, and her palms began to sweat.
Could something have gone wrong on the road? Traffic? A fender bender?
It was Bai Shasha who noticed her unease and kept joking with her to cheer her up.
"Si, look at me! Say it with me, ’I’m not nervous! Haha!’"
"Get lost!" Li Si laughed along with everyone else.
Finally, the sounds of engines roaring came from downstairs, and only then did she feel relieved.
A happy smile spread across her face as Bai Shasha and the others cheered and went to block the door.
Before long, the sound of footsteps and chatter drifted up the stairs, and the girls huddled together, giggling sneakily.
The videographer quickly joined in to capture the moment. "Knock knock knock! Open the door! The groom has come to pick up the beautiful bride!"
Li Si couldn’t help but look expectantly toward the door, wondering what he would look like today.
He had told her before that he would give her a grand wedding but also warned her that he wouldn’t be grinning like an idiot during the ceremony.
She completely understood that about him; it was just his personality, and there wasn’t anything to hold against him.
Bai Shasha was brimming with excitement. She blocked the door with a few other girls, then turned back playfully and glanced at Li Si. "Si! I’m going to give your husband a little trouble—don’t you dare feel sorry for him!"
"Haha!" A burst of laughter erupted behind her.
Li Si bit her lower lip helplessly. "It’s up to you! Just remember the phrase ’an eye for an eye,’ alright?" She genuinely worried Shasha might go too far with the challenges she’d prepared for him.
Bai Shasha and Jiang Fan exchanged a knowing smile and whispered to each other, "As expected!"
Yesterday, she and Jiang Fan spent half a day brainstorming ideas for blocking the door, but eventually vetoed the harshest ones due to Leng Mochen’s intimidating presence.
Knowing his grudge-holding and shrewd tendencies, Shasha was even afraid he’d take revenge when it was her turn to get married in the future.
She still remembered vividly what happened at Long Wu’s wedding when they gave him that little notebook!
Beside Li Si, Xiao Le reassured her, "Don’t worry, Sisi, she won’t go too overboard!"
Li Si nodded. Even though he was currently outside the door, it felt as if she could sense his intense gaze burning through the wooden panels.
At this moment, the noisy commotion outside suddenly quieted. "The groom is here to pick up the bride! Come on, open the door! We’ve got plenty of red envelopes!" said a voice she didn’t recognize.
Bai Shasha cleared her throat and responded, "To get the bride, you’ll have to answer our questions!"
Outside the door, Leng Mochen, Xu Er, Long Wu, and the rest hesitated. Answer questions? Hopefully, it wouldn’t be something unanswerable!
"Alright, bring it on!" Leng Mochen appeared calm, though only he knew how fast his heart was racing at the moment.
He hadn’t slept well the previous night and had woken up early to make preparations for the bridal pick-up that morning. And that Maybach 62S leading the convoy? He had specifically asked the wedding planners to adorn it with Swarovski crystals, crafting beautiful designs and spelling out his and Li Si’s initials—LL—in capital letters.
Xu Er and Long Wu had mercilessly teased him for it, but what did they know? This was true romance, okay?
And the deeper meaning of it all? Only Li Si could truly understand.
Suddenly, Bai Shasha’s clear voice rang out from inside the door: "We request the groom to say ’I love you’ in ten different languages!"
"No way! I knew it!" Xu Er burst into laughter. He had previously brainstormed with Bai Shasha about what challenges to use for the door-blocking game. One idea—having Leng Mochen taste sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy foods—had been vetoed.
The reason was valid: if they dared to make Leng Mochen drink something today, Li Si would undoubtedly demand payback when they got married.
Those two were notorious for holding grudges and ensuring they never came out on the losing side.
Long Wu smirked gleefully. "That’s hardcore!"
He turned to quietly discuss with the others in the bridal party. "Quick, think of which languages to use!"
Leng Mochen paused for a moment and then said, "Wo ai ni!"
"That’s too easy! Anyone can say that!" Xu Er quipped immediately, oblivious to the fact that he had just aligned himself with Bai Shasha.
A single glare from Leng Mochen shut him up.
"One!" Everyone inside and outside the door counted in unison.
"I love you!"
Long Wu exclaimed, "Come on, English? That’s a given!"
For every Xu Er who quieted down, there were dozens more chiming in with jabs and taunts.
"Two! Hurry up—there are eight more to go!" Inside, uncontrollable laughter echoed.
Xu Er puffed out his chest proudly, "Look! That’s my wife-to-be!"
The rowdy group behind him pounced. "Not married yet? Doesn’t count!"
"Get lost!"
Long Wu worked hard to keep the restless group in check. "Calm down! Do you all even remember why we’re here? Reel it in, or Leng Er will deal with you later!"
Finally, the ruckus settled down.
"Ich liebe dich!" (German) Leng Mochen said calmly. If it hadn’t been for the chaos, he could’ve rattled off several languages by now.
"Three!"
"Ya lyublyu tebya!" (Russian)
"Four! Still six more!" Bai Shasha covered her mouth to stifle her laughter, wondering how he’d manage to continue.
Although Li Si remained seated, every phrase of "I love you" warmed her heart. This man, who wasn’t one to express love easily, was currently putting on such a display just for her.
Most of the time, he only said it when the mood struck him. How often would she get to hear such declarations in ten different languages?
Yet she secretly worried for him. He only seemed to know a few languages. Ten?
She vaguely remembered some guide online summarizing "I love you" in different languages, but he probably hadn’t paid attention to that, had he?
What happened next exceeded everyone’s expectations.
Leng Mochen, like a broken recorder, smoothly rattled off:
"Je t’aime!" (French)
"Saranghaeyo!" (Korean)
"Aishiteru!" (Japanese)
"Three more left! The groom can’t claim the bride if he’s short by three!" Jiang Fan teased from behind the door.
She was intentionally trying to go easy, but Bai Shasha refused to relent. Just look at how tightly she was guarding that door! (To be continued. If you like this story, you’re welcome to vote on Qidian.com with recommendations or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)