novelraw Chapter 510 - 427 Lawn Wedding
Chapter 510 - 427 Lawn Wedding
Chapter 510: Chapter 427 Lawn Wedding
Since there weren’t any kids among Li Si’s relatives, Mrs. Leng invited the grandson of a close friend. The little guy was exceptionally handsome.
Li Si had met him a few times before, back when Buding wasn’t born yet. At the time, she thought, if only the child in her womb could turn out as cute as this boy.
Mrs. Leng even encouraged her to look at photos of good-looking boys often; she said it was a form of prenatal education.
But who knows if it works? Buding is only a hundred days old now, so it’s hard to tell—though, the shape of his head does resemble this little charmer.
Could it really be effective?
Leng Mochen noticed her staring at the little boy and felt annoyed. He tightened his grip on her hand, making her aware of him immediately.
"What are you doing?"
"You haven’t answered my question yet!" He leaned close to her ear and exhaled gently, "Is your husband’s stamina good enough?"
"Yes!" she answered softly, her cheeks uncontrollably turning red. This mischievous man—she knew if she didn’t respond, he’d come up with something even more outrageous.
For the sake of protecting the innocence of the nation’s children, she decided to sacrifice herself to preserve the happiness of many others.
Leng Mochen was satisfied. While lightly caressing the back of her hand, he kept distracting her, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else.
At that moment, the convoy of 28 luxury cars followed the lead vehicle in orderly succession. As they drove in circles through Beijing, they formed a striking scene at several intersections.
Occasionally, pedestrians stopped to point at the luxury cars and whisper. Sitting inside the car, Li Si looked out the window, turned to him, and asked, "Why are you making such a big splash? Tomorrow, won’t this be on the headlines again?"
A businessman ending up in entertainment news—how is that a good thing?
"I promised you a grand wedding. Don’t you want the whole world to know you’re my wife?"
He did this intentionally. If before those incidents, he had wanted to keep things low-key—his love for Li Si alone would’ve been enough, something to cherish privately.
But after everything that happened, he thought: what’s better than letting everyone know how happy she is, how much he loves, pampers, and spoils her—to shut down those arrogant and insolent people?
"Of course I want that! Where’s Buding now?" Li Si didn’t want to discuss such things in front of others. Earlier, distracted by everything, she hadn’t noticed where their child and Sister Ding were.
The wedding venue was too noisy, and considering the child’s young age, it wasn’t suitable for him to be there.
So, they’d arranged earlier for Sister Ding and their newly hired Xiao Tong to take the baby to the new home during the bridal pick-up.
Leng Mochen glanced at his phone, "He’s in Xu Er’s car. Don’t worry, Jiang Tong is driving to protect them!"
He planned for more than just this but hoped his predictions would prove unnecessary. Because sometimes, human nature really is unpredictable!
"Then that’s good!"
Later, when they arrived at the new home at Shengshi Court, they had already informed the neighbors in advance and distributed wedding cakes and gifts.
The purpose was to ensure smooth transitions with so many cars moving through.
The property management at the villa complex also dispatched security guards to maintain order, ensuring everything ran without a hitch.
Mrs. Leng and Mr. Leng arrived earlier. After a series of ceremonious acknowledgments, blessing rituals, and photo sessions, Li Si was carried away by Leng Mochen. As expected, she spotted Zhang Shan and her mother-in-law among the crowd of onlookers, but as the leading lady, she couldn’t say anything.
Leng Mochen, however, was visibly upset and shot Zhang Shan a warning look. Mrs. Leng noticed his expression at that moment—she instinctively knew her son wouldn’t be happy to see Zhang Shan.
It was, after all, her son’s big day, and Mrs. Leng couldn’t help but feel joyous. Earlier, after the bridal car departed, she had taken Mr. Leng and a group of relatives and friends to the newly furnished home.
To her surprise, they encountered Zhang Shan’s mother-in-law at the doorstep, accompanied by an obviously tense and stiff Zhang Shan.
Ever since discovering that the scandal was orchestrated by Zhang Shan’s sister—who even committed suicide afterward—Mrs. Leng had utterly despised Zhang Shan.
But when facing Zhang Shan’s mother-in-law, it wasn’t easy. Could she really pick such a day to air grievances? Definitely not necessary!
Zhang Shan’s mother-in-law was completely unaware of the details. She simply saw Mrs. Leng as a kind person and thought, since her son was getting married and they’d soon be neighbors, it’d be wiser to foster goodwill compared to other villa complex residents. After all, they’d connected during their time at the maternity center.
So, she invited Zhang Shan, leaving the nanny at home with the baby, planning to offer her congratulations and make gestures for a better relationship.
Zhang Shan found herself in an awkward position, unable to voice her discomfort. Worse, her husband Qiao An wasn’t home—out of town for work—leaving her without anyone to help oppose these interactions.
She had no choice but to stiffen her resolve and follow her mother-in-law, feeling pained by the sharp looks Li Si and her husband threw earlier.
Zhang Shan’s mother-in-law also sensed something was off, but being an older, wiser woman, knew that it was best to keep her words simple and celebratory on such a joyous occasion.
Anything else she wanted to ask could wait—it wouldn’t be appropriate to mention it now. Her instincts suggested something unknown and unpleasant might’ve happened, based on Mrs. Leng’s demeanor alone.
Li Si and Leng Mochen arrived at the hotel just as the wedding cars pulled up. Outside, celebratory fireworks rang out deafeningly.
When the noise finally subsided, Leng Mochen escorted Li Si, along with their groomsman and bridesmaid, into the wedding venue.
It was June, the perfect season for a grassfield wedding.
Originally, the couple had envisioned having their wedding in Sanya. But after Buding was born, plans changed to accommodate reality.
With Sanya involved, caring for the baby would be tricky, and the effort seemed overly burdensome.
So, they abandoned that idea.
The initial hotel Mrs. Leng selected wasn’t this one, either. Leng Mochen made the final call to host a romantic wedding. While grassfield weddings in 2007 weren’t unheard of, most were small-scale and not particularly successful.
Weather conditions and planning were often major obstacles, but the day they chose turned out perfect—the skies were clear, the sun shining brightly.
The venue boasted thousands of square meters of lush green grass paired with white chairs, and a sea of floral arches blanketed the space—it was overwhelmingly romantic.
Li Si had only known about Leng Mochen’s ideas. She’d heard him dream aloud about creating a wedding where the blue sky bore witness, flowers acted as matchmakers, soft grass served as the foundation, and the glowing sunshine danced lightly across the setting. All within the melodious wedding tunes, she’d walk down a red carpet to receive heartfelt blessings from loved ones.
His intention was to hold a grassfield wedding and let love return to its purest, most natural form. But she hadn’t seen it, not in person.
Taking advantage of a brief moment to touch up her makeup, she surveyed the surroundings and felt deeply moved.
This man—he had wholeheartedly poured his soul into preparing everything for her.
Bai Shasha leaned closer and couldn’t help but remark, "Si, now I can see, you’re truly blessed! To have such a man spoiling you like this!"
Li Si teased back, "Xu Er isn’t bad, either! Should I talk to him and tell him your Shasha is desperate to marry? He better start preparing now!"
"Get lost! Hah, hurry up and finish your makeup—we’re about to start the ceremony!" Bai Shasha flushed slightly at her words. In truth, witnessing her best friend’s wedding today did stir some emotions within her.
What unmarried girl doesn’t harbor even a sliver of expectation for her own wedding day?
She’d actually imagined it before—wondering what her own wedding would look like. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian.com to cast your recommendation votes or monthly tickets. Your support is the author’s greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)