"Zhouzhou, when you block the door in a little while and Auntie speaks to you, you tell the uncles outside what she says, okay?" Lu Ning said to Zhouzhou in a gentle voice.
"Okay!" Zhouzhou nodded, agreeing to the task.
Over the past two months, Zhouzhou had begun to speak much more, though he often didn’t understand the aning of what he was saying. But if soone taught him, he could repeat the words.
"Zhouzhou is so great, later on, we definitely have to give our Zhouzhou a big red envelope." As she spoke, Lu Ning opened the door and then had Zhouzhou stand at the entrance.
They had no intention of actually blocking the door—how could they with little Zhouzhou standing there as the only barrier?
Soon after, the groom Ji Yunting arrived with his groomsn.
The groomsn, initially gearing up for a confrontation, cooled down imdiately upon seeing the little figure at the door; they all knew who this little guy was.
Thus, with the power vested in one person, Zhouzhou blocked the groomsn. Following Lu Ning’s instructions, he asked the groom all sorts of questions and collected many red envelopes.
When the ti was right, Lu Ning called Zhouzhou back, allowing the groom to enter and take away his bride.
When the wedding officially began, Ye Wanwan, watching Song Ziyi on stage from below, couldn’t help but tear up.
Shen Yi sat by her side, holding her hand tightly to comfort her.
...
After the wedding ended, Shen Yi, with Zhouzhou in his arms, and Ye Wanwan by his side, the family of three left together.
By the ti they were heading back, Zhouzhou had fallen asleep, and Ye Wanwan was also tired, leaning on Shen Yi’s shoulder.
The car was quiet. Shen Yi looked down at Ye Wanwan resting against his shoulder and, seeing she wasn’t asleep, said, "Is there anywhere you want to go? I’ll take so ti off at the end of the month. Let’s go out and have so fun."
"Why the sudden desire to go on a trip?" Ye Wanwan asked, looking up at Shen Yi with slight surprise.
Shen Yi looked at Ye Wanwan. "I just realized we haven’t really had the chance to go out and have fun over the years."
No matter how much he denied it, it couldn’t change the fact that he hadn’t fallen in love with Ye Wanwan when they first got married.
It was true in his previous life, and it was true in this life too—he hadn’t managed to recall everything from his past life earlier.
So in the end, Shen Yi did have regrets: Regrets that his initial marriage wasn’t because he fell in love with Ye Wanwan as a person, but because he found her interesting and thought that married life with her might be intriguing.
He also regretted that they hadn’t gone on a honeymoon. Back then, he was Manager Shen, busy with various projects day in and day out, with no ti to spare.
Perhaps it wasn’t that he couldn’t make ti, but that Ye Wanwan initially only gave him a good impression—she wasn’t soone who could make him alter his work schedule.
Fortunately, his mories had gradually begun to hint at reawakening. Even before fully rembering, it caused him to subconsciously start paying more attention to Ye Wanwan’s emotions.
In this life, he had already made up for many of the regrets from his previous one, yet he always felt it wasn’t enough. He always wanted to make up for even more.
Ye Wanwan didn’t know what Shen Yi was thinking at that mont and instead joked, "If we’re going on a trip, shouldn’t it be for at least ten days to half a month? Can you really make the ti?"
"Mhm," Shen Yi nodded, affirming.
"I heard that there are rumors out there that Jinghong will gradually start to decline. Aren’t you worried at all?" Ye Wanwan asked.
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