Yu Jinggang specially took out his long-treasured good wine. As he poured, he said, "You’ve really scored, this bottle was given to by Old Qin last ti. I’ve only drunk it once, and now it’s your lucky day."
Yu Siqiao wasn’t particularly interested in tobacco and alcohol, but upon hearing Yu Jinggang’s words, he picked up the glass and sniffed it.
Yu Jinggang picked up his glass, first took a deep sniff, swirled it, tasted a sip, and with a satisfied face, he said, "You’re going to be a husband and father soon. You need to temper your temper a bit. Don’t lose your temper all the ti. She’s pregnant now, and Mr. Mo is getting on in years—you need to understand and help Shushu share so of the pressure."
Yu Siqiao nodded, "I understand that."
"I know you understand, but I still need to say it," Yu Jinggang put down his glass, "You’ve grown up. You’ll have your own family in the future. Your dad is also getting older. Sooner or later, the company will be handed over to you. Just keep an eye on your aunt and uncle, though. They’ve seed honest all these years but have always had their eyes on our family. They can’t climb up to you, but I’m worried she’ll target your wife."
"What can she do?" Yu Siqiao was unconcerned, "They’ve been lying low all these years. Surely they can’t get bold just because Mo Shu married into the family, right?"
Yu Jinggang shook his head, "I’ll gradually hand over the company matters to you. Then you’ll understand."
Yu Siqiao and Yu Jinggang talked briefly about company matters, and Yu Siqiao had a drink, but he didn’t know whether it was too late or the alcohol had an effect; he felt tired.
He glanced at the ti. Great, it was three in the morning.
Not long after lying down, Yu Siqiao got up again.
The groomsn, all night owls, had arrived early at Yu Siqiao’s place.
For the bridal pickup, Yu Siqiao wore a golden Dragon Robe.
When Qin Fusi saw Yu Siqiao in this outfit, he imdiately whistled, "Brother Yu, you’re dressed so extravagantly!"
"Of course, if you don’t go all out on your wedding day, when will you?" Li Shaobai seed very knowledgeable, "This outfit must be your sister-in-law’s idea."
"No, it’s her grandfather’s idea," Yi Lu said mysteriously, "I heard that the Elder Mo said their Mo Shu is a princess, only an Emperor deserves to marry her, so..."
Everyone suddenly realized, looking at Yu Siqiao with both envy and aspiration.
Isn’t that the true style of a princess from the Mo Family?
Yu Siqiao appeared very calm and said, "Let’s go."
Qin Fusi smiled brilliantly, revealing the deep dimple on his left cheek. He took out his phone, snapped a few photos of Yu Siqiao, and posted them in the group chat.
Mo Shu had finished her makeup, the makeup artist was holding a heavy phoenix crown waiting by her side.
Mo Shu picked up her phone and saw the ssage posted in the group, her lips curling into a smile.
These outfits had been delivered just a few days ago, and she hadn’t seen him wear them yet.
She hadn’t expected that wearing such classical attire, he could indeed exude a bit of an Emperor’s presence.
[Yi Lu]: You posted so fast, Brother Yu wanted to surprise sister-in-law!
[Qin Fusi]: Ah...
[Qin Fusi retracted a ssage]
[Qin Fusi retracted a ssage]
[Qin Fusi retracted a ssage]
[Cheng Du]: Have you all arrived?
[Su Yuan]@Cheng Du: Just waiting for you!
[Cheng Du]: Okay
[Li Shaobai]: Who took my hat!!!!!!
Reviews
All reviews (0)