The crowd was bustling around them, and Li Si was doing her best to stifle her laughter—poor Long Wu’s psychological scars must have been massive!
Curious, she pressed him, "Did you actually fall asleep?"
Long Wu really went for it, even pulling the "stargazing" trick. But the result? Utterly disappointing!
Su ng sheepishly leaned closer to her, "At first I didn’t, but later... I really did doze off!"
It was because of Buding that she started to reevaluate her feelings.
But asking her to fully embrace Long Wu imdiately? She simply couldn’t do it.
The incident from back then, no matter how he tried to explain it, had left an irreparable crack in their relationship.
"Haha, poor Brother Wu, what a tragic fate!"
Li Si glanced over at Long Wu, who kept sneaking looks in their direction, and couldn’t stop laughing to herself. Leng Mochen was right—getting what he wanted wasn’t as simple as that.
He probably hadn’t expected it himself, thinking he’d orchestrated a romantic scenario, only to be t with Su ng’s lack of cooperation.
Long Wu had already noticed the giggling and murmuring between Su ng and Li Si. Seeing their stifled laughter, he naturally figured Su ng must’ve picked up so pointers from Li Si. Frustrated, he glanced at Leng Mochen on stage, whose expression remained absolutely calm.
Privately, he cursed, thinking he shouldn’t have listened to Leng Er’s nonsense—what was the point of stargazing?
He should’ve walked right into Su ng’s room confidently, casually suggested sharing the bed, and she wouldn’t have been able to refuse, right?
But then, sneaking a glance at Su ng’s crystal-clear gaze, he realized... Yeah, she totally might have refused.
With that miserable expression, he stared at Leng Er, saying, "Er, you’re not helping ! You’re sabotaging !"
Initially, he’d thought the idea was quite romantic. His usual tricks had all failed anyway, so why not try sothing new?
Maybe it would move Su ng enough to change her mind?
So he carefully set everything up, eagerly waiting for Su ng’s arrival, even preparing a few sweet lines in advance.
But alas, Su ng didn’t show up—didn’t cooperate at all. His heart sank into an icy pit of disappointnt.
Was it possible that, in her heart, she would never truly forgive him for the rest of his life?
Leng Mochen shot him a disdainful sidelong glance, "So now you’re blaming ?"
The look in his eyes clearly said: You failed to get it done and are now blaming others?
Long Wu gave up, sourly curling his lips, "Fine! It’s all my fault, okay?"
As he thought back, his chest filled with regret. How he wished he could go back in ti, beat the old Long Wu senseless, and make him understand what truly mattered.
Don’t be so cocky. Don’t take things for granted.
So things can be done, and others, once done, can never be undone.
On stage, the ceremony was proceeding smoothly. Suddenly, the host’s tone shifted, "Next, let’s bring out the sofa chair!"
As the words left his mouth, everyone froze, confused as to what he ant!
Could it be to invite so elders to sit down on stage?
Li Si, however, seed to have figured it out, "Are they about to start dancing?"
"Probably!" Su ng replied, casting her gaze toward the stage along with the crowd.
The staff brought out a red sofa chair and invited a thoroughly bewildered Bai Shasha to take a seat.
The host bead and announced to the audience, "Next, we invite the groom and his groomsn to perform a dance for the beautiful bride!"
The venue erupted in whistles and cheers, the atmosphere growing electric.
Even the parents, relatives, and friends from both sides were watching the stage with excitent.
Xu Er, dashing and confident, shrugged off his gray suit jacket to reveal a matching vest and white shirt underneath, paired with a striking red bow tie.
The six groomsn beside him mimicked his movents, lining up behind him. As the lively music started, Xu Er gazed deeply at Bai Shasha, who was so overco she could barely contain her excitent, and blew her a kiss.
Then, following the beat of the music, they launched into an energetic dance. It was obvious they’d practiced hard in private—their moves were exceptionally synchronized and polished. Xu Er, at the very front, occasionally added stunning, daring moves that drew cheers from the crowd.
Bai Shasha sat there, hands covering her face, feeling overwheld with surprise and gratitude. She hadn’t expected Xu Er to prepare so much for her today!
The minor frustrations leftover from the accidental mishaps at the North City wedding had long been swept away.
All that remained now was pure happiness and heartfelt emotion!
Li Si, Su ng, and the others at the table were equally caught up in the joy of the mont, swaying slightly to the music along with the groomsn’s moves. The entire performance was accompanied by applause and cheers from the guests, the scene filled with energy and exuberance.
As the dance ended, the venue’s excitent reached a fever pitch.
Long Wu was the first to jump up, clapping and jeering, "Kiss! Kiss!"
Onstage, Xu Er—still breathless from the performance—wrapped Bai Shasha tightly in his arms, facing the cheering audience.
He waved at Long Wu’s table, and Li Si and Su ng, caught up in the excitent, cupped their hands around their mouths to shout, "Kiss! Kiss!"
Leng Mochen watched as Li Si cheerfully joined in, shaking his head with a smile that reached his eyes. He loved how Li Si was like this—lively, mischievous, happy.
Li Si felt his gaze and playfully winked at him.
The chorus of voices grew louder and more chaotic, with people shouting for a tongue-kiss, egging them on.
"Three minutes! Three minutes, no breaks!"
"..."
The host, sensing the mood, gave the crowd what they wanted and loudly declared a three-minute tongue-kiss between the bride and groom.
Xu Er’s face lit up as he gazed at the audience, while Bai Shasha shyly lowered her head—but in the end, Xu Er took the lead with bold enthusiasm, pulling her into a passionate three-minute tongue-kiss on stage!
When the reception reached the toasting ritual, Bai Shasha finally had a chance to co over and greet Li Si and the others at their table.
"Tears streaming, overwheld with emotion?" Li Si teased, grinning at the radiant Bai Shasha.
"Absolutely! It was even better than I imagined! Si, my heart at that mont was beyond words!"
"Grab a bite!" Li Si thoughtfully picked up a slice of venison and placed it on her plate.
Bai Shasha obediently took a small bite and said with a laugh, "Si, you’re always so considerate! Hehe, I’m starving—haven’t eaten since this morning!"
The Beijing wedding was entirely different from the one in North City. With so many elite guests coming and going, her nerves kept her from feeling hungry, but now her stomach felt empty.
With a joking glare, Li Si snuck her another bite while the caras focused on Xu Er, whispering, "Only realizing how great I am now? After the toast, sneak off to the lounge and eat sothing substantial."
"Got it! Love you the most!" Bai Shasha puffed her cheek as she chewed like an adorable squirrel.
Li Si motioned toward Xu Er, who was being force-fed drinks by Long Wu, "Yeah right! Save your love for your hubby!"
Su ng chid in, "Shasha! Your Xu Er is putting on quite the show—you’ve got us all jealous!"
Bai Shasha giggled foolishly, "Haha, honestly, I’m jealous of myself too..."
"Ugh..." This earned a round of exaggerated gagging from those nearby.
Midway through, Li Si and Su ng headed to the restroom, only to unexpectedly run into Wang Ruotong and her mother, Liu Manlian, among the guests.
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