Shen Weiyi left the hall through the side door and didn’t go back.
She sent a ssage to Song Jingyuan, saying she felt really unwell, the dicine was at ho, and she would return to take it.
Is there anything more cruel than watching the person you love get married?
Song Jingyuan is such a kind lady of the house, so she wouldn’t force her.
Today’s weather was beautiful, the sun was bright, the sky blue with white clouds.
Shen Weiyi stood under a century-old phoenix tree, spots of sunlight falling on her, but she felt as if she were in an icehouse, her whole body cold.
Lu Huai’an, you see, you said you’d never marry Lin Chu in this life, but now look?
Lin Chu was in a pristine wedding dress, the train long and flowing, you wore a fitting suit, every angle seed so unattainable...
You stood before the priest, vowed, kissed, accepted the blessings of family and friends...
And I, I can only watch as you step by step walk out of my world.
The wedding march echoed faintly from the hall, lingering in my ears.
Shen Weiyi didn’t want to stay a second longer, even though her heart was shattered to pieces, her back remained straight.
Escape.
The old Lu residence wasn’t her ho, tonight Lin Chu would move there, living in the sa room with him.
She didn’t want to go back.
Shen Weiyi took out her phone from her pocket, dialed a familiar number, her low voice choked, "Shaozhi..."
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Because the wedding was in a fully enclosed state, surrounded by many bodyguards, no dia reporters could sneak in.
The guests were all relatives from the Lu and Lin Families, with few friends, making it hard to liven up the atmosphere.
Lin Chu hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol, but Lu Huai’an was already seven-tenths drunk.
Returning to the Lu Family Villa, it was already past eleven at night.
Lin Chu had always thought Lu Huai’an’s room was on the second floor, although she’d visited many tis, Lu Zhengmao was of a completely different temperant from Lin Zongjun, stern and solemn.
She never dared to act recklessly, let alone sneak upstairs.
But she didn’t expect Lu Huai’an to be so impressive, living in a whole building by himself.
A small building was built at the back of the villa, two stories, connected to the main building by a cobblestone path.
Lu Huai’an was taking a shower in the bathroom, Lin Chu changed out of her wedding dress into sothing comfortable and went downstairs.
Song Jingyuan, who accompanied them, was still in the living room.
"Auntie," Lin Chu naturally called out, "it’s so late, you’ve been tired all day, you should rest early too."
Before today, she was the treasured pearl of Lin Zongjun’s affection.
From today on, she’s Mrs. Lu.
She could no longer be as ignorant as before, needed to hide her sharpness and be a good wife.
"Still calling Auntie?" Song Jingyuan feigned anger.
Soone who exuded gentleness even down to their hair, even a deliberately furrowed brow was gentle.
Lin Chu was baffled, took a while to react.
Her cheeks flushed red, "...Mom."
Is this how you say it?
She had no mother growing up, so she’d never used this term.
Ji Wanxia didn’t have one either, Jiang Muzhou had several, each younger and more beautiful, and still wanting to seduce him.
Song Song Jingyuan smiled with satisfaction, responding gently, "Hmm."
She took off the jade bracelet from her wrist, pulling Lin Chu’s hand to put it on her.
"Mom, this is too precious..."
Song Jingyuan’s possessions were certainly not ordinary, Lin Chu intended to take the bracelet off and return it to her.
But she held her hand down, stopping her.
"This was given to by Huai’an’s grandmother when I married Old Lu, now I’m giving it to you, it may not be convenient to wear daily, but you can keep it safe."
With Song Jingyuan saying this, Lin Chu had no reason to refuse.
The belongings left to Mrs. Lu by the old lady in her lifeti, now given to her, what it signifies doesn’t need to be said.
Lin Chu actually understood well that the marriage was strongly forced by the Lin Family, so even though Lu Zhengmao had never spoken a word to her in private, she understood.
Even the servants of the Lu Family treated her with respect but aloofness.
But, Song Jingyuan still liked her just as before.
Touched, she hugged Song Jingyuan, "Thank you, Mom."
Lin Chu was soone easily satisfied.
In this little building, with a lively girl, Song Jingyuan felt that the usual chill seed to have been diluted a lot.
"Our Huai’an doesn’t have a good temperant, talks very coolly, he’s been like this since he was little, hard to change. If he ever makes you angry, Mom will discipline him for you."
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