Chapter 244 Extra: Wedding (I)
The proposal on July 7st shocked not only the group but also the whole of Hong Kong.
The result of the ten-kilometer advertising screen effect was that the three words "Liang Weining" appeared in the media's writings, and she successfully transformed from Cinderella to Mrs. Chen.
Some entertainment reporters tried to use their connections to dig up the woman's background, but the information they found was only a few lines of basic information.
Thinking about it afterwards, she was the future mistress of the Chen family.
The rich and powerful value privacy the most. If the investigation continues, it will probably be soon before they collect their bodies.
As a result, media and newspapers all pulled back from the brink and saved a life in time.
They didn't know that the three-year agreement between Mr. Chen and his father-in-law was no drunken joke.
During this sensitive period, it is not convenient for Lao Liang to disclose his position. The so-called low-key handling is actually to keep a low profile and avoid the limelight for the time being.
The mellow wine buried under the osmanthus tree is the best promise and proof.
He came to Hong Kong to finalize his daughter's lifelong arrangements, and also to let Director Liang see his son-in-law's methods and abilities.
It is easy for Mr. Chen to block media coverage.
Lao Liang can rest assured.
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Time flies.
After the engagement party in August, Liang Weining found the registration process in Hong Kong too complicated and overwhelming.
I don't want the little girl to worry.
Mr. Chen decided to make the final decision and went to Chengdu to get the certificate.
When Lao Liang and Teacher Xie heard the news, they looked at each other subconsciously. When they reacted, they heard their daughter mutter on the phone: "Why not postpone it for a few more days, until August 8th."
"why?"
Liang Weining replied: "The anniversary of my first meeting with him."
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The two elders suddenly realized that young people are more romantic.
But only Mr. Chen knew that the first encounter the little girl mentioned was at Tanzhe Temple in the suburbs of Beijing seven years ago.
That dark blue handkerchief is still treasured by her in the password cabinet in Deep Water Bay.
According to my sister, if it is fate, we must hold on to it tightly.
But in Chen Jingyuan's view, what is locked is not fate, but a lifetime.
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After getting the marriage certificate, the newlyweds became busy.
The wedding is scheduled for the end of the year.
Especially as the bride, Liang Weining had to try on dresses about three months in advance. She chose seven sets in total, including Xiuhe dress, main wedding dress, outdoor dress, toast dress and three dinner dresses.
First time in life.
No matter how complicated it is, I can patiently look through and select each item one by one.
Mrs. Chen noticed the importance and seriousness of the little girl. She was willing to listen to the opinions of her elders, but also had her own opinions and ideas.
A wedding, the Peak and Pokfulam are in harmony. This kind of scene would have been unthinkable in the past.
And the key person who built the bridge was, at this moment, leaning over the desk in the study, writing invitations one by one with a fountain pen.
It's quiet at night.
Chen Jingyuan, dressed in a black bathrobe, pushed the door open and walked straight to the table. He lifted up the little girl's head, which was about to touch the bed, and urged her in a gentle voice, "It's getting late, go back to your room and sleep."
Yawning, Liang Weining shook his head.
Very stubborn.
I have to finish writing the fifty copies that I will send to my colleagues at work tonight.
The next second, the pen fell into the man's hand.
He picked her up sideways without any chance to resist and forcibly took her out of the study.
"I'll prepare the invitations. You don't have to do everything yourself."
"But you're so busy, what if you get tired?"
The little girl felt sorry for him.
Chen Jingyuan chuckled, lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, and said in a low and bewitching voice, "Don't worry, Madam, you won't be too tired."
indeed.
That night Liang Weining learned a painful lesson: don't feel sorry for a man unless it's absolutely necessary.
Because they are nothing.
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December 12th, Christmas.
It was also the wedding day of the century for the Executive Director of China and Hong Kong and his wife.
Liang Weining had no time to think about how many guests and media were present that day. After everything was ready, her best friend, who was wearing a bridesmaid dress, handed her a mobile phone.
The wedding procession photographed by the media using a drone became a hot topic.
A black dragon as long as one can see sets out from the main residence on the Peak at eight o'clock in the morning, goes down along the winding mountain road, passes through the main road in Central, and heads towards Pok Fu Lam.
That is where the bride is.
In fact, there were three options for the wedding venue at first.
One is the hotel, the second is the Deep Water Bay Villa, and the third is Pok Fu Lam.
But Mrs. Chen personally consulted a master to calculate, and he found that the location of Sassoon Road was excellent in feng shui, which was auspicious. So in the end, the wedding venue was decided to be Chen Jingyuan's private residence.
The elders on both sides had no objection.
This is also good. After all, Chengdu is too far away from the port area, and long-distance bride-picking is basically out of the question.
What people overlooked was that there was a little spy hidden among the bride's relatives and friends.
At this time, at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, Josie was eavesdropping on the bridesmaids discussing the rules of the door-blocking session while recording it on her mobile phone, using both English and Chinese characters. The screen was almost smoking from being poked by him.
Uncle Ming was watching with a smile on his face. This child was so afraid that his dad would not be able to marry Sister Ning into the family.
But we have to say, judging from the title, young people are very good at having fun. On the other side, as the motorcade entered Sassoon Road, several message prompts sounded in succession. Zhou Shixu opened the chat group of the groom's relatives and friends and enlarged the screenshot sent by the little spy.
He squinted his eyes, feeling uneasy.
@other members in the group.
[Everyone take one question, and the rest will be given to Lao Chen. ]
In another car.
Meng Xingzhi clicked on the picture, browsed through it quietly, and a slight smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
Unexpectedly, mainland customs would be adopted in Hong Kong.
It is a bit difficult for Lao Chen to pick someone up today.
Around nine o'clock.
The luxurious wedding procession arrived outside the gate of Pokfulam.
All the Bentleys are parked in an orderly manner on the left side of the boulevard, while the five-meter-wide right side is left open for pedestrians.
Mr. Chen changed his usual suit and tie and put on a long jacket with a very classical charm. The pure hand-embroidery and tailoring matched the style, and his noble temperament added a bit of Chinese elegance.
In the past, who would dare to block the way?
But on this happy day, Chen restrained his aura, his expression was gentle and calm, maybe because of his mood, he smiled slightly to everyone.
The point is, money is spent as soon as there is a disagreement.
Looking at the group of relatives and friends behind him, some were transferring money, some were responsible for distributing red envelopes, and there was even a think tank supporting the whole process. The entire front yard was bustling with activity, and the scene was festive and spectacular.
After fifteen minutes, I finally reached the last level.
The master bedroom on the second floor had its door closed.
The young master and Uncle Ming stood diligently on both sides, under the pretext of acting as the bride's family members, but in fact they had already secretly colluded with the groomsmen, waiting for the right moment to break into the room and snatch the bride away.
Of course, robbery is not advisable.
After all, Mr. Chen, who has not behaved like a human being for two whole years, wants to act like a gentleman today.
Thus, the question and answer session began.
Inside the room, Gu Yunzhen, who was standing behind the door, cleared his throat and was about to read out the first question when he was interrupted by the bride on the bed.
"I have an idea."
Liang Weining, wearing a Xiuhe suit, raised her hand obediently.
The bridesmaids all looked over and understood the girl's intention almost immediately.
Want to release the water on purpose.
Feel sorry for Mr. Chen, right?
Liang Weining shook his head, playing with the apple in his hand, and said calmly: "If I'm not mistaken, they got our test questions half an hour ago."
what.
How can it be!
Who is the traitor?
Outside the door, Josie vaguely heard the word "traitor". She looked away guiltily and cast her gaze towards her father innocently.
No one knows me better than Sister Ning.
Really careless.
Inside the room, Liang Weining picked up a pen and quickly wrote ten questions on the card.
Vivi took it and looked at it carefully.
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"Are you sure you can stop those highly educated people outside the door?"
It's not difficult.
But her purpose was not to get the answer.
So, at the suggestion of the bride, the bridesmaids temporarily changed their strategy and decided to be cultured and presentable.
Question 1: "Recite the first paragraph of Shanglinfu without making any mistakes within three minutes."
Gu Yunzhen's words had just fallen.
Josie exclaimed in surprise: "I know how to do this!"
Before everyone could react, they heard the young master reciting it fluently.
Seeing this, Chen Jingyuan smiled dotingly and felt warm in his heart. He knew that his sister had good intentions behind her actions.
As the child grows up, he becomes more concerned and sensitive about his status as an adopted child.
True relatives are more than just a change of name.
It’s a sense of family involvement.
This wedding experience made Josie deeply realize her weight and significance in the family.
Even if ten or twenty years later, looking back, the child will never forget that it was him and his father who worked together to marry Sister Ning home.
For Josie, who received education in Hong Kong, the first paragraph of "Shanglin Fu" is actually very difficult.
But what is valuable is that the boy had already entered into immersive reading and comprehension two months ago.
Just because of Liang Weining's words.
She said, "If your daddy encounters a problem in the near future, would you be willing to help him?"
Sometimes, the best way to end the parent-child relationship is for adults to show weakness.
Mr. Chen has benefited a lot from learning this principle from Mrs. Chen.
(End of this chapter)