Zhao Yi nodded, "Then let’s head off."
"Let’s go."
"Okay."
Speaking thus without waiting for a response, they left the room together.
Left behind were a stunned Zhao Hongjuan and Lin Xudong who exchanged glances with odd expressions on their faces.
Zhao Hongjuan let out a soft sigh, seemingly relieved of a burden.
Lin Xudong’s face was filled with bitterness; it took him a while before he could finally blurt out, "Juan! Qingqing is going to get married! Get married!"
"She’ll belong to soone else’s family from now on."
"Wuuwuu..."
As he spoke, he covered his eyes and couldn’t help but cry; when he lifted his hands away, his eyes were sowhat red.
"Why are you crying! It’s a joyous occasion, crying is bad luck!" Zhao Hongjuan shouted, tears falling even as she did.
She was happy for her daughter.
Lin Xudong also wished he could be happier, but no matter what, he couldn’t force a smile. Not only had his little cabbage been taken by a pig, but now she was following the pig away.
Gone.
Gone, ah...
...
Getting the marriage certificate didn’t bring any change.
Zhao Yi felt that, aside from the initial rush of emotions, it was as if nothing had happened.
At first, there was excitent, anticipation, worry, confusion, and so on.
The emotions were complex.
When they walked out of the civil affairs office, the emotional turbulence disappeared, as if they had just done sothing trivial, and they continued life as normal.
Lin Xiaoqing needed to return to school to study.
Zhao Yi rushed back ho to inform Lin Xudong and his wife about the news and play host to them, but he was by no ans free.
The Aviation Group sent word that there will be a eting concerning the Warhawk-1 engine, and they wanted him to attend.
So, Zhao Yi had only two days of free ti.
In these two days of free ti, he also needed to organize things at ho; he called his parents, talked about spending the New Year in the capital, and discussed the wedding arrangents.
The wedding definitely needed to be held, but timing was a big issue.
Zhao Yi didn’t want to make a big fuss over the wedding, but he had to invite all the necessary guests, and notifying people from his social circle was a must. No matter how simple the event, it would definitely be lively.
At that ti, there would likely be so heavyweight figures in attendance, so security was a must. Unlike ordinary families who could keep it simple, they would need to choose a venue like an estate, or book an entire hotel—it wouldn’t be possible to keep it simple.
If they didn’t hold a wedding, it would feel like sothing was missing. People close to them would undoubtedly ask questions, and at that ti, explaining would be a hassle.
In short, it was troubleso.
As Zhao Yi pondered over the troubling issue of marriage, he unwittingly arrived at the stairwell.
A rotund figure descended from the staircase above, and upon looking up, he recognized a familiar face and nodded a greeting, asking, "Where are you off to?"
"Going to buy so vegetables. I have no idea what to make for lunch." Huang Wenqian complained, "Wen Zhe is so lazy; he’s still sleeping!"
"Oh~~?"
Zhao Yi responded as he was about to go upstairs, but then he stopped, called out to Huang Wenqian, and turned to say, "By the way, I chatted with Old Li a few days ago. My feeling is that he really wants to get married. Have you two discussed it?"
"What?" Huang Wenqian imdiately perked up with interest.
"It’s like this."
Zhao Yi said, "Old Li ntioned that he really wants to get married early, but because he’s still studying for his master’s degree, and also unsure of what you think, he hasn’t popped the question yet."
"I’m not quite sure what he ans, you know, the way he speaks..."
Zhao Yi shook his head helplessly, "The way I see it, he wants to get married sooner and have kids early, but is concerned about the current instability since he’s still in school and doesn’t have inco. You understand, right?"
"Also, n have a strong sense of pride. Right now, you’re working, he’s studying..."
"Anyway, that’s probably what he ans."
Zhao Yi sighed and shook his head as he spoke, then he continued upstairs, feigning a casual deanor.
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