After her mother's words, Little White Flower, Chen Ruohan, indeed beca more anxious. She lowered her head to glance at her phone again—the forty minutes had passed.
"Mom, do you think Uncle Yang and that Xiong Xiaoyan could have sothing going on?"
Chen Ruohan asked in a low voice.
"These things, nobody can say for sure." Chen Haiou lightly shook her head, her experience led her to suspect that the relationship between the two was not simple, but after all, it was just her conjecture.
"Oh."
Little White Flower let out a soft sigh. She understood her mother very well—if she said so, it ant she really thought there was sothing.
Chen Ruohan knew that her Uncle Yang had other won. After all, the reason she knew Yang Hao in the first place was thanks to Fang Ke, the 'loyal dog,' bragging to her on Weixun that his brother-in-law had given his uncle a rcedes-Benz G-Class.
So, Chen Ruohan was ntally prepared for other won to appear. However, prepared as she might be, the Little White Flower still felt a bit bitter inside!
Especially when the other party was a female celebrity like Xiong Xiaoyan, her sense of crisis surged. From Chen Ruohan's point of view, Xiong Xiaoyan was indeed a formidable rival.
What she didn't know was that, in her Uncle Yang's eyes, Xiong Xiaoyan couldn't compare to her at all; they were not on the sa level!
"Mom, what should I do?"
In a crucial mont, Little White Flower still had to seek help from her mother.
"Don't worry."
"We have a trump card!"
"If push cos to shove, I'll help you out," Chen Haiou said soothingly as she patted her daughter's shoulder, already laying the groundwork.
"Trump card??"
"What trump card do we have?" Chen Ruohan asked, looking dubious.
"You'll know when the ti cos."
Chen Haiou was being mysterious; it was not yet the right mont to reveal it.
Chen Ruohan was utterly confused, and at that mont, her Uncle Yang finally ca back, gently patting her shoulder, "What are you talking about?"
"Uh, nothing much."
Little White Flower was startled by Yang Hao's sudden return, but she quickly adjusted her state and displayed a bright smile on her face. Once Yang Hao sat down, she snuggled up to her Uncle Yang and cooed, "Uncle Yang, why were you gone for so long? I missed you!"
Chen Ruohan, who seed to be cuddling in Yang Hao's arms and acting spoilt, was in fact busily sniffing the scent on him.
There was indeed a perfu sll, though it wasn't particularly strong.
That ant her Uncle Yang must have had physical contact with the female star, but it didn't seem to be too extensive.
"We haven't finished talking yet. Xiong Xiaoyan is quite famous among the artists under Tiani, bringing in quite a lot of money for the company every year,"
Yang Hao casually responded.
Little White Flower nodded gently in understanding.
At that mont, the lights in the banquet hall dimd. Everyone knew this signaled that the ceremony was about to begin, and the previously noisy hall quieted down significantly.
Then, Xiong Xiaoyan, wearing a light purple form-fitting long dress, stepped onto the stage. With a shallow smile on her face and a microphone in hand, she spoke clearly and confidently, "Respected guests and friends, relatives of Gang and Qianqian, good morning to you all."
"I am the hostess of the wedding, Xiong Xiaoyan!"
Woosh~
Once Xiong Xiaoyan announced her na, the audience, consisting of friends and family, gave a hearty round of applause, accompanied by nurous cheers.
Such a scene was certainly a trivial matter for Xiong Xiaoyan. Waiting for the applause to die down, she continued, "The wedding ceremony will officially begin at 10:58 am. There are five minutes left. Please, those who have not yet taken their seats, do so quickly…"
Although Xiong Xiaoyan wasn't a professional wedding host, she had hosted a few weddings before and was more than capable of handling such an event, understanding well the psychology of the guests. Before the official start of the ceremony, she even made her way to the forefront of the stage, allowing the audience to get clear shots of her.
Her appearance at the wedding as the hostess was bound to end up on the internet, so she might as well cooperate and let everyone take better pictures, reducing the chances of unflattering random snaps.
The wedding progressed smoothly under her managent, and while Xiong Xiaoyan's hosting wasn't extraordinarily dazzling, there were no mishaps. Her celebrity stature made the guests particularly attentive.
Yang Hao, with his chin resting on one hand, watched the vibrant hostess and nodded subtly. Entertainnt had evolved to the point where artists truly needed to be multitalented to qualify—acting, singing, hosting, they had to be capable of it all.
As he pondered silently, he suddenly felt a small hand rest on his thigh. Instinctively, he glanced at the Little White Flower beside him, who was pretending to watch the stage attentively.
The movent of the little hand didn't seem to stop, thankfully, the banquet hall was dimly lit at the mont, and they were sitting close together under a table, so their subtle actions went unseen by others.
What Yang Hao didn't realize was that this Little White Flower wasn't seeking thrills. She had her own sches—if Yang Hao and Xiong Xiaoyan had indeed done sothing earlier, her Uncle Yang shouldn't be able to perform the 'enlarging magic' now, as recovery wouldn't be that fast.
The result was that Uncle Yang indeed perford the 'enlarging magic' for her.
Little White Flower breathed a sigh of relief internally, turned her head, blinked her large eyes at her Uncle Yang, and then, delightedly, kissed his cheek.
Clearly, Chen Ruohan didn't understand the true strength of her Uncle Yang. When they were together previously, Yang Hao had intentionally controlled the ti between rounds, because he felt this Little White Flower, after all, didn't have much experience and had a rather delicate body, which he cherished.
Otherwise, with the body condition that Yang Hao now has, bolstered by being a Martial Arts Grandmaster and possessing an Indestructible Kidney, a rest of about ten minutes would be enough.
The Little White Flower, having reached her conclusion, withdrew her hand and then watched the wedding ceremony with great interest. Although she knew that her Uncle Yang wouldn't marry her, she still couldn't help but fantasize about donning a wedding dress and standing next to Uncle Yang.
Sitting on the other side of Yang Hao, Chen Haiou was also trying to test sothing, but it wouldn't be appropriate for her to make a direct move. However, Ou had her own thods. She 'accidentally' knocked over a cup of mineral water on the table, and the water from the cup imdiately started flowing down the tablecloth.
"Yang, the water didn't get onto your pants, did it?"
Chen Haiou quickly grabbed a paper towel, pretending to be flustered as she wiped Yang Hao's pants.
In reality, when Ou knocked over the water cup, she controlled the amount of water in it, which was very little, and not much splashed onto Yang Hao's pants, so her purported help in wiping the water stains was a façade; her true intention was the sa as her daughter's.
As she wiped haphazardly, her fingers naturally touched that which she had intended to touch, and then Ou was taken aback.
Her fingers had rely grazed a couple of tis, yet the response was an incredibly strong signal, and the magnitude was far beyond Ou's imagination!
At this mont, Yang Hao realized sothing wasn't right; first the daughter, now the mother.
What are you two trying to do??
This is a wedding, for goodness' sake!!
"It's okay, not much water."
Ou was quick to react, retracting her hand and uttering with a chuckle.
Yang Hao turned his head to look at this "mother-in-law" who was only four years his senior, thinking, you can't take advantage of being an elder to gain the upper hand with the younger one, right??
With that thought, and while everyone's attention was on the stage, he patted Chen Haiou's thigh with a snap and said, "Thanks, Ou."
Chen Haiou was stunned by Yang Hao's boldness, and it took her a long mont to recover her wits: "I didn't do much, just helped you wipe your pants."
Yang Hao said nothing, but inwardly mocked: That was wiping my pants?? I'm too embarrassed to point it out to you; it was clearly stroking, right!!
Ever heard of the term "accidental discharge"??
At that mont, Chen Haiou discreetly pulled the tablecloth over her legs, which also happened to cover Yang Hao's hand.
Yang Hao looked at this "mother-in-law", who was only four years his senior, indeed, with age cos thoughtfulness.
But Ou doesn't know that our Mr. Yang knows "Shadowless Finger", a skill far better than any pleasure wand.
With only twenty percent of his strength, Ou leaned forward, her chest resting on the table, gently biting her lip, her face a grimace that betrayed an undeniable sense of pleasure.
"Haiou, are you not feeling well?"
Chen Haiying, sitting next to her, noticed her sister's abnormality and asked with concern.
"No."
Chen Haiou shook her head subconsciously and then nodded slightly, "Well, a little."
"Do you need to rub it for you?"
Chen Haiying was eager to nd her relationship with her sister, considering her daughter still needed favors from Yang Hao, so she didn't want to miss any chance to offer help.
"No need, it will be all right soon."
Chen Haiou quickly shook her head and then glanced at Yang Hao with a resentful look.
Yang Hao wasn't planning on continuing anyway and had withdrawn his hand when Chen Haiying spoke. Now he was using a paper towel to wipe his fingers.
Muttering, "How co there was so much water just now!"
Although his comnt seed to refer to the spilt cup on the table, only he and Ou knew the true aning. The Little White Flower, hearing her Uncle Yang's words, considerately offered, "Uncle Yang, let wipe it for you."
"No need, it's already dry."
Yang Hao said, smiling and shaking his head, while Chen Ruohan rested her head on Uncle Yang's shoulder, cooing sentintally, "Uncle Yang, I feel so happy!"
"Thank you for coming with to the wedding!"
Yang Hao affectionately stroked Little White Flower's forehead, teasingly saying, "Don't ntion it, find so ti to learn so new knowledge!"
"Oh."
"I got it, Uncle Yang."
Little White Flower nodded with a blush on her cheeks. In fact, she had already been trying hard to study in the past few days, but those subjects were really embarrassing. Just reading about them made one's face turn red and heart race.
But for her Uncle Yang, she still had to try hard to learn!!
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