novelraw Chapter 513 - 430: Can’t Go Back
Chapter 513 - 430: Can’t Go Back
Chapter 513: Chapter 430: Can’t Go Back
When it came to Mr. Yan Sr.’s table, Li Si saw that Tian Yaruo was also here today, along with Yan Xuefeng and Yan Kesong.
Mrs. Leng let out a disdainful scoff in her heart, but considering that this was, after all, her daughter-in-law’s biological mother and given the occasion today, she maintained a polite smile and introduced lightly: "Sisi! This is your grandfather’s old friend, Grandpa Yan. I’m sure you’ve met everyone else before!"
Her words were loaded with meaning. Nearly everyone present knew that Tian Yaruo was Li Si’s biological mother, who had later married into the Yan Family!
Mr. Yan Sr. smiled heartily: "Congratulations on your wedding! Wishing you happiness!"
"Thank you!" Li Si nodded politely. She felt deeply grateful for what Mr. Yan Sr. had done in the past, actions that went above and beyond.
"Congratulations on your wedding! Wishing you a long and happy life together!" Yan Xuefeng looked at Li Si with a very complex emotion. This child was born out of wedlock before Yaruo had married, and to be honest, when he first learned of it, he was furious.
Moreover, he felt enraged thinking about how Yaruo had hidden everything and even used the pretense of letting the child recognize her as a godmother. Initially, his gratitude towards Li Si for saving Kesong transformed into resentment.
But later, he came to understand—what does right or wrong have to do with this child?
If there is fault, it’s on the adults’ shoulders! Life plays dirty tricks!
"Thank you!" Li Si responded to Yan Xuefeng with indifferent courtesy.
Tian Yaruo gazed at Li Si with some guilt. The child looked stunning today, standing beside the tall and handsome Leng Mochen, making for a perfect match. This moment marked the first time they’d met since that unexpected encounter outside the café.
If there’s anything she felt she owed more than anyone else in her life, it was Li Si and her father. Guoqiang had already passed away, and even if she wanted to make amends, there was no opportunity anymore.
Yet in facing Li Si, she had hurt this child repeatedly, squandering any chances to make reparations.
If someone asked her if she regretted it?
She would surely answer that she regretted it profoundly, but unfortunately, there was no turning back.
Thousands of unsaid words could only be condensed into one sentence: "Child, I wish you happiness!"
Li Si looked at her calmly. "Thank you!"
At that moment, surrounded by a crowded room, Li Si quietly took in Yaruo’s slightly haggard face, feeling the strange theatricality of life. She had longed for maternal love from a young age; only those who lacked a mother could truly understand the bitterness of such longing.
Despite knowing that Yaruo never really cared about her, Li Si still followed her conscience and donated bone marrow to Yan Kesong. She had performed a "saintly act" that invited reproach!
If not for the events that followed, maybe they could have coexisted peacefully or never met again, each living their own lives without disturbance.
But fate’s gears kept entangling them together!
Yan Kesong was not meeting Li Si for the first time; they had met previously when he was sick and lying in a hospital bed. Li Si had visited him secretly.
Back then, he was deeply grateful to her, as she had literally given him a second chance at life.
However, he later discovered through his aunt that Li Si was actually his mother’s biological daughter. Coupled with the fallout of his parents’ divorce, his feelings toward Li Si became incredibly complex.
Today, at her wedding, he came to attend, determined to finally thank her in person. Through this recent treatment for depression, he had come to understand how irrationally stubborn he had been.
He picked up the white water cup in front of him and said, "Congratulations on your wedding! I owe you a thank you, and today, I want to say it—all at once. Thank you!"
Li Si felt unable to process his sudden change in behavior.
At Elder Leng’s banquet last year, she had met Yan Kesong. Back then, there wasn’t a shred of gratitude in his eyes when he looked at her!
What she had done wasn’t to earn his thanks.
Now, with this kind of gesture, what was the purpose? She didn’t want to trouble herself over it; she simply nodded politely without saying anything.
As Li Si and Leng Mochen walked away to the next table, the faces of the Yan Family members—young and old alike—turned complicated, each lost in their own thoughts.
Most of the guests were relatives, friends, and business associates of the Leng Family. Faced with so many unfamiliar faces, Li Si simply felt her mind going blank. In the end, she didn’t remember a single one of them.
Still, her appearance had made a significant impression. Several wealthy matrons privately complimented Mrs. Leng on her excellent choice of daughter-in-law!
Mrs. Leng was practically bursting with joy today, her delight beyond description. Maybe this was the mindset of a mother-in-law.
Marrying off a daughter and welcoming a daughter-in-law are entirely different emotional experiences. If Leng Ning ever got married someday, Mrs. Leng was certain she wouldn’t feel like this!
Mr. Leng also seemed elated. Though the couple had already obtained their marriage certificate and had a child, in the eyes of society, without a wedding ceremony, it still didn’t count as a full marriage.
At last, his long-cherished wish had come true!
Mr. Leng Sr. was happily chatting and laughing with a group of his old friends, constantly bringing up his great-grandson Buding in conversation.
Everyone was amused, half-jokingly complaining that he seemed convinced his grandchild was perfect—even the messes the child made were "fragrant."
Leng Qianhan’s family also attended the wedding. In their circle, there were hardly any secrets.
Regardless, Leng Qianhan, being someone with some authority in the civil system, brought certain guests today who attended out of respect or obligation.
Those individuals also tactfully maintained a low profile.
The surface-level small talk was exchanged, but everyone knew this—Leng Mohao’s sentencing was likely coming soon. The only question was how many years he’d get.
Such incidents were commonplace in their circles—merely a case of winners becoming kings and losers becoming outcasts. As for whether Leng Mohao was guilty or not, was there really a need to delve deeper?
Zeng Qiuping was noticeably dissatisfied with Mrs. Leng’s family and their attitude. Although her family was currently not favored by the patriarch, she believed this situation was temporary.
After all, Leng Mohao would eventually be released someday. Whatever the case, he was still the eldest grandson!
Looking at how healthy Mr. Leng Sr. seemed, she thought he might live another ten or twenty years for all they knew. As they say, fortunes rise and fall over decades, so let’s wait and see.
Who knows where the family’s vast wealth will land in the end?
Leng Mo quietly sat at the table, her expression indifferent. Her task today was to watch over her mom and ensure she didn’t disturb the wedding festivities.
This was what her dad had instructed her before leaving the house. Honestly, she felt exhausted!
Recently, dealing with her mom, who seemed to have reached menopause, had made her not want to go home.
She had already purchased a luxury apartment in the residential community opposite her hospital and was waiting for the right moment to move out.
It wasn’t about being cold-hearted; it was about how drained she felt every single day.
Additionally, there had been no news from him. Her heart was weighed down by a persistent sense of foreboding.
Had something happened to him? Before the breakup, he had abruptly changed his attitude. If he had moved on with someone else, why had there been no word ever since?
The only one who seemed to know anything was Jin Yichen, but even he said he didn’t know!
She had a plan—to take some time off next month for vacation and go look for him.
She wasn’t looking for him to get back together—she simply wanted to know how he was doing.
If she saw him happy, she could finally let go completely. Afterward, she would find an ordinary man to marry and might even have a child.
When Li Si and her husband reached their table, Zeng Qiuping’s eyes reflected dissatisfaction and resentment, but at least she still wore a smile on her face.
Behind her, cameras were recording. If she behaved poorly, wouldn’t it just be a joke for Ouyang Yan to laugh at later?
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