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The wedding date has arrived as promised.

In the past few days, everyone in the Ye family has felt that something big is going to happen at home.

In fact, the news that Ye Luojia is getting married is no longer a secret within the Ye family.

Of course, no one will go out and say anything nonsense.

After all, after the last transfer of power in the current Ye family, the top leaders of the Ye family are basically Ye Qinghai's people.

Moreover, the important industries and shares of the Ye family were basically handed over to Ye Luojia.

It can be said that the Ye family is inseparable from the father and daughter now. As long as they still want to make a profit under the big tree of the Ye family, they will not have the courage to say anything nonsense.

Ye's backyard.

There's a wedding tomorrow.

Ye Qinghai stopped all business dealings, and his preparation for the whole day was to constantly change into various clothes.

Aunt Song came over with tea and looked at the clothes scattered on the floor in the cloakroom.

Each piece was valuable, but Ye Qinghai was not satisfied with any of them.

"You have been trying on clothes all day long, and if you try on them again, you won't be most satisfied."

Aunt Song spoke.

Ye Qinghai also sighed slightly and smiled helplessly: "I always feel that these clothes are inappropriate."

Every piece of clothing Ye Qinghai tried on was worth a lot of money. It was enough to attend some international chambers of commerce, let alone a wedding.

But when it comes to his daughter's wedding, he always feels a little dissatisfied.

Aunt Song helped him pack away the clothes scattered on the floor. When she put them back in the closet, she suddenly weighed them before her eyes and said, "I remembered what you should wear. You can have some tea and wait for me."

As Aunt Song said, she suddenly turned around and left.

A full half an hour later, Aunt Song came back holding a small box.

Ye Qinghai put down the teacup and looked at the slight sweat on her forehead, knowing that she must have been jogging all the way.

"Where did you go?"

Ye Qinghai asked.

"Let's take a look at this first."

Aunt Song smiled and pushed the wooden box in her hand in front of Ye Qinghai.

The box is made of pear wood and looks to be quite old.

Ye Qinghai opened it and found a neat set of suits stacked inside. The style looked very old, but still somewhat similar to the design of a Chinese tunic suit.

The bells are somewhat faded, and from the current perspective, this suit can only be regarded as an ordinary store product.

But Ye Qinghai's eyes trembled.

Because this dress was the first suit he wore when he went to do business in the sea.

He picked up the clothes and saw an old watch next to the clothes, which was also his first watch.

I remember that I spent tens of thousands to buy it.

In those days, watches worth ten thousand yuan were rare, so this watch was definitely worth a lot of money.

But compared with his current status, there is naturally a huge difference. Ye Qinghai's cheapest watch now costs close to one million.

"These…"

"These were all worn when you left the Ye family to go into business. Now, you wear this outfit to attend Jiajia's wedding. It can be regarded as a beginning and an end."

Aunt Song said earnestly.

In any case, before Ye Qinghai went into business, it was probably the happiest time for Jiajia and her daughter.

This outfit may also be the moment when Ye Qinghai fulfills his role as a husband and father the most.

Ye Qinghai looked at the clothes in front of him, and memories of the past came to mind one by one.

He felt sorry for Jiajia's mother.

At this moment, he also felt that he was sorry for the woman in front of him who had been with him for so many years without any regrets.

She was not wrong.

Ye Qinghai was the one who provoked her in the first place.

However, for so many years, this lady of the Song family has never had an identity.

Even in so many years of life, she even took better care of Ye Luojia than Ye Qinghai, a father.

He keeps these efforts in mind.

"I've made you suffer all these years."

Aunt Song was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly.

"What are you talking about now?"

"Have you ever blamed me in these years?" Ye Qinghai rarely talked about anything other than work.

"It would be a lie to say I don't complain, but I'm used to it, and it's pretty good now."

Aunt Song was still smiling, looking at the man in front of her, step by step from the high-spirited youth to the man who is now nearly sixty years old in a few years.

What a terrible time.

Ye Qinghai shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Speaking of it, I am really not as good as him. If I had been more decisive, greedy, and even more shameless, I might not have reached this point."

The person in Ye Qinghai's mouth was naturally Xu Zhimu.

It is true that as a young and promising person, he is greedy and shameless.

Because of Xu Zhimu's behavior, anyone would call him a scumbag, except for being called an otaku.

Xu Zhimu is truly worthy of his choice, worthy of the girls who followed her, and worthy of his life.

Aunt Song knew what he was thinking, her eyes moved slightly, and finally she said softly: "Being thick-skinned also requires talent. My uncle like you is not an ordinary person."

Ye Qinghai let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"What about you? Come to the wedding this time, come with me."

Ye Luojia suddenly looked at her seriously.

Aunt Song, who had always been smiling, now had a stiff smile on her face, with some hidden bitterness.

"I won't go. I'm... not suitable for Jiajia's happy day."

Seeing her like this, Ye Qinghai felt distressed in his heart.

"I think...I can talk to Jiajia..."

"No."

Aunt Song interrupted his embrace and smiled at him: "Life is very good now. The most important thing now is Jiajia's affairs. Don't make you unhappy because of my affairs, okay?"

Aunt Song's voice was relieved, but it also contained some sadness that only they could understand.

Ye Qinghai didn't know how to respond.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The door was not closed at all, because no one from the entire Ye family would come to this place except them.

Turning around, he saw Ye Luojia quietly standing at the door.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Jiajia, why are you..."

Before Ye Qinghai finished speaking, he saw Ye Luojia walking over, keeping his eyes on the old suit in her hand.

In Ye Luojia's impression, the last time his father laughed and ate dinner with his mother was the last time he raised himself high above his head.

He was wearing a suit like this.

That was the last memory of her former father in her mind.

Later, my father's business scope became larger and larger, his status in the Ye family became higher and higher, and his clothes became more and more luxurious.

But it's also becoming more and more unfamiliar.

Wearing this outfit, he left the last impression on Ye Luojia as a father.

At this moment, Ye Qinghai was actually a little nervous, like someone who wanted to atone for his sins.

"Jiajia, look...I'm going to your wedding wearing this, so I don't want to embarrass you."

Ye Qinghai's status would be praised by everyone even if he was wearing a fake bag, but he still asked nervously in front of his daughter.

"Just this one."

Ye Luojia nodded and slowly looked at Aunt Song.

"Jiajia, you didn't tell me in advance when you came back. Do you want me to come and give it to you..."

At this moment, Aunt Song also had a flash of panic in her eyes. She didn't know how much of the conversation she had with Ye Qinghai just now was listened to. She was just about to change the topic with a smile when she was interrupted by Ye Luojia.

"Aunt Song, you and my dad should come to the wedding tomorrow."

Ye Luojia's words made Aunt Song's body tremble violently. She opened her mouth, but she felt like nothing could come out.

Ye Qinghai's eyes flashed at this moment and he didn't react for a moment.

"Jiajia, you don't have to listen to your father, don't force yourself..."

Aunt Song said subconsciously, but was interrupted again by Ye Luojia.

"I'm not forcing it. I remember all the kindness you have done to me over the years. I will get married tomorrow and a new life will begin. You have always sacrificed your life for me. In the future, you will also sacrifice yours for yours."

Life considered.”

Ye Luojia spoke softly, gently took Aunt Song's hand, and looked at her father again.

Looking at the man in front of him who has unknowingly shown his age, after all, he is nearly sixty years old. Even if he is pampered, he must have reached his age after all.

He used to be so arrogant and stomp his feet that it would shock the Kyoto business district. Now, he has become an old father who can look at his daughter's face.

"I have not forgotten my mother. She will always be an irreplaceable person in my heart."

Ye Luojia's words made Aunt Song's hands tremble slightly, and her eyes were a little dim.

However, she will not feel unbalanced.

Mother, you are pregnant in ten months. This bond is the most unbreakable in this world.

"But, Aunt Song, you are also in a very important position in my heart. I remember everything you have done in these years. I know that some things are not your fault. You were one of the few in those days.

Someone who can bring me warmth.

In the past, my heart was always empty, but now, I have finally found the person I like, and I know better how you feel in my heart."

Ye Luojia said, she took her father's hand and gently placed it on Aunt Song's hand.

"You don't have to worry about me anymore. Just like my mother said, if the ending is already decided, then try to live a better life. Dad, Aunt Song, I want to see you come to the wedding tomorrow."

After Ye Luojia finished speaking, he looked at the two of them calmly.

Ye Qinghai and Aunt Song looked at each other, their eyes a little sore.

"good."

…

Ye Luojia walked out of the small courtyard, and Xu Zhimu was waiting for her by the car. Looking at her expression, he smiled: "Is everything agreed?"

"Um."

"Very good, where to go next?"

"Go see my mother."

Ye Luojia looked in the other direction.

Not long after, we arrived at the cemetery. The tomb of Ye Luojia's mother was not particularly elegant, but the front of the tomb was cleaned very clean, and some offerings could still be seen.

Xu Zhimu looked at the writing on it and a photo.

Ye Luojia's mother is also a beauty with pink and phoenix eyes, but her temperament is more gentle and her smile is beautiful.

Ye Luojia came to the grave and stood silently for a long time.

Ye Luojia was not a person who particularly liked to talk, especially when facing her mother's grave, perhaps thousands of words would be stuck in her throat.

Xu Zhimu prepared incense, lit it, and pulled Ye Luojia, who had been silent, to kneel down.

"Mom, Jiajia and I are getting married. Although we have never met, Jiajia often mentions you to me. You are a good mother.

Please also rest assured that the child you are worried about has now grown up and is getting married.

I will spend my whole life to prove that Jiajia did not choose the wrong person. Jiajia and I will have a happy family, and we will have our children in the future..."

Xu Zhimu spoke word by word, saying these words for Ye Luojia.

After talking a lot, Xu Zhimu stood up slowly. He touched the cheek of Ye Luojia, whose eyes were red, and said in a gentle tone: "You can chat with mom for a while longer, I'll wait for you."

Xu Zhimu stood up and left.

Ye Luojia knelt in front of the grave blankly.

She didn't speak, but after a long time, she slowly walked over on her knees, and gently pressed her forehead to the tombstone and the photo.

It seems like he is feeling his mother's touch.

"Mom, did you see it?

Your daughter will never choose the wrong person..."

…

At the same time, Xu's father and Xu's mother were also preparing the clothes to wear for the wedding.

This kind of occasion only happens once in most people's lives, but it was already the third time for Xu's father and Xu's mother.

Xu Zhimu asked the tailor to directly customize a few more sets of clothes for them.

"Mom, how are you? The materials of these clothes are all top-notch. They are much better than the clothes you wore before."

Xu Zhimu watched his parents put on custom-made clothes. Sure enough, they were wearing clothes and riding saddles. With this outfit, they both looked several years younger.

Xu's mother looked at herself in the mirror, and of course she was very satisfied. After all, every woman doesn't like beautiful new clothes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I just need you to save me some trouble in the future. The price of these clothes is not low."

The price Xu's mother mentioned was naturally not just the price, but the change of such a piece of clothing, which meant that they had to attend their own son's wedding again.

"He who can do it should work harder. In fact, I only got married several times just to buy more clothes for you, Mom."

Xu Zhimu looked serious like a dutiful son.

The corners of Xu's mother's mouth twitched, who gave birth to this little bastard? Why are you so shameless!

…

This night, no one could sleep.

After all, around four or five in the morning, the bride will be welcomed.

Xu Zhimu returned to the room and saw Liu Ningqing, who was also holding her belly and standing quietly in front of the balcony looking at the night.

Xu Zhimu walked over, hugged her gently from behind, and gently helped her with her belly.

"Your stomach is so upset that you can't sleep again?"

Xu Zhimu asked softly. As the delivery date gets closer, Liu Ningqing often encounters some common problems of pregnant women.

For example, sometimes I have fetal movement, and I feel uncomfortable lying in bed and cannot sleep at all. I have to stand up, and sometimes I even have to linger until midnight.

Every day, Xu Zhimu would accompany her.

"No, I'm not too sleepy."

Liu Ningqing shook her head.

Xu Zhimu knew that she was definitely not at peace now. No matter how relieved she was, there would always be some disturbances when thinking about tomorrow.

"Qingqing, do you want to go take a look tomorrow?"

Xu Zhimu suddenly asked.

Liu Ningqing was stunned for a while, then asked softly: "Do you want me to go?"

"I'm not qualified to ask you, but I will completely respect your right to know. Besides, if I don't let you go, can you really not think too much about it?"

Xu Zhimu hugged her and gently smelled the fragrance on her body: "Don't think I don't know. Last time I visited An Xiaomi, you had already secretly come back early."

Liu Ningqing pursed her lips slightly. At this moment, she didn't know what it was like in her heart. The past events were recalled in her mind.

It all turned into some resentment in her eyes.

"hand."

She said this word softly and waxy in her mouth.

Xu Zhimu subconsciously raised his hand.

"Why...hiss."

Before Xu Zhimu finished speaking, Liu Ningqing bit his finger, which was not particularly painful.

It even felt quite comfortable to feel Liu Ningqing's soft and slippery little tongue on her fingers.

However, after she let go of her mouth, Xu Zhimu felt something empty on her fingers.

When he saw it, he and her diamond ring were bitten off by her.

"Qingqing, you..."

Xu Zhimu thought she was angry. After all, a diamond ring cannot be easily taken off by the other party.

Liu Ningqing took his diamond ring, put it on her palm, and then looked up at him: "The diamond ring will be confiscated for one day. When you come back... I will return it to you."

Xu Zhimu was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face became more tender.

"No, I will propose to you again and get it back from you."

Liu Ningqing looked at him and snorted softly at the end, but her expression was obviously much better.

Xu Zhimu looked at his hands. The ring on his left hand had been temporarily confiscated, but the ring on his right hand, which belonged to An Xiaomi, was still on.

It seems that I have to go find this little green plum and ask again.