He kept looking at her, "Yeah."
She was surprised, "Are you still planning a wedding?"
Mo Shichen raised his eyebrows, but his tone did not change, "Shouldn't a wedding be held?"
Wen Yi quickly waved her hands, "No, we have already held a wedding, and it was a very grand one. I have experienced this kind of ceremony once..." After a moment of pause, she added, "Anyway, it's still a wedding. There’s no need to do it again with you.”
When they first got married, although they had no feelings, the battle was really comparable to the state weddings in some monarchy countries.
She didn't feel anything other than tedious, complicated, and physically and mentally tiring... the kind of person who didn't even have the energy to go to the wedding night.
In the first half of the sentence, Mo Shichen's expression was normal, but in the last sentence, his expression changed subtly. He raised the corners of his lips and asked with a half-smile, "Oh? Although they are both married for the second time, if it is with another man, , is it necessary to hold a wedding?"
"It's not necessary, but it's okay to hold it."
He grabbed her chin and smiled, "Come on, tell me, whose wedding have you fantasized about, huh?"
“…”
Her tone was innocent, "No."
This is indeed not possible. She has passed that age long ago, not to mention that she has had weddings in grand times.
The man looked cool and rubbed her chin with his fingers, looking like he was unhappy but didn't show much of it.
Wen Yi pursed her lips and said patiently, "The fact that you still used the ring we got married with means that you also feel in your heart that even a bad or emotionless beginning is still a real beginning, so as for the wedding, there is It’s enough once, let’s go on…”
She deliberately moved her face closer to him, "It's tiring to hold a wedding. I still remember it... When I married you, I thought, just for this wedding, I will only get married once in my life. Now you let me I'm pregnant with a child and you still work so hard to hold a wedding. This only satisfies your own selfish desires and is not an expression of your love for me."
"… '
He lowered his eyes and glanced at her coolly.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Yi rubbed her face against his again, blinked and said, "Don't be so mean and say you agreed."
Mo Shichen pinched her face as if to retaliate, squinting his eyes and smiling lazily, "You've said all you have to say. What else can I say? Let's go and complete the formalities tomorrow."
Wen Yi nodded and had no objection.
Finally, she raised the hand with the ring and glanced at him, "I remember this ring... was it sent to you specially by Miss Li?"
"Yes," he said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about a normal thing, "after she was tied up, the ring also fell into the hands of those people. Later, someone needed to be exonerated. He gave me clues, so I found him."
If he doesn't regain his memory, he might get a new ring.
But now that he has remembered all the past, just as Wen Yi said, a bad beginning is also a beginning, and remembering those bad things may be better than forgetting.
… …
The next morning continued the sunny day of yesterday afternoon. The weather was very good and the sun was shining brightly. Although the air was still cold, the golden light had a visual warmth that made people feel warm just by looking at it.
The formalities were naturally smooth and took less than half an hour to complete.
Even though the remarriage was legal, Mo Shichen still had a whole day to spend with her. However, Wen Yi was pregnant and it was not suitable for other projects. He spent most of the day shopping with her in the mall and returned around four in the afternoon. The manor.
Although Wen Yi didn't want to have a wedding, and Mo Shichen made it happen, it was a "marriage" after all, so it couldn't be treated as if nothing happened and it was just the same as usual, so they called in advance last night to invite the four members of the Wen family. They came over for dinner in the evening.
The entire family banquet was completed by Mr. Mo himself. Mother Wen wanted to go in to help at noon, but he kicked her out.
Before the meal, Ye Siran held up his chin and sighed, "Young Master Mo is really an all-rounder, and he can even condescend to cook." As he spoke, he glanced at the man beside him and said leisurely, "This kind of family-friendly food Your Majesty, it’s really uncommon these days.”
Wen Hanye glanced at her, peeled the banana slowly and methodically, and said calmly, "If you are so jealous of Yi'er, do you want me to divorce you so that you can have the opportunity to find a family-oriented gentleman as your husband?"
Ye Siran asked, "If I can't find you, can I still pick you up?"
Wen Hanye said tepidly, "You still haven't woken up from your dream last night, right?"
“…”
Ye Siran snatched the banana from his hand, lowered his head and took a bite, saying vaguely, "Then I don't want it."
Wen Yi sat on the single sofa nearby, supporting her chin with her hand, laughing hard as she watched them bicker.
The dinner was very harmonious. Except for Wen's father who was a serious and silent type, Wen Yi didn't talk much compared to the others. Mo Shichen and Wen Hanye were both men who were very good at stirring up the atmosphere, as long as they wanted to.
Mother Wen is the nagging elder who worries about things, while Ye Siran also has a somewhat outgoing and outgoing personality.
The warmth in the cold winter is even warmer, full of fireworks in life, plain but practical.
Because it was cold and the night was long, they didn't stay long after dinner. They drove away in pairs between eight and nine o'clock.
Mo Shichen and Wen Yi were about to go out to see her off, but Wen's mother stopped them, "Okay Yi'er, it's cold outside and you're pregnant with the baby. Don't go out. Our family can't be so polite."
Mo Shichen smiled and said, "Mom, I'll see you off."
Mother Wen looked at him and did not refuse, "That's fine."
The man stroked Wen Yi's hair and said in a low and gentle voice, "You have gone to bed very early recently. Go back to the bedroom and take a shower. I will be back soon."
Wen Yi nodded, and then said to Wen's mother, "Mom, give me a call when you get home safely."
"I know, let's go take a shower."
The sky outside was as dark as the sub-zero cold, but lights were on everywhere in the manor, giving it an ancient illusion and beauty like a movie shot.
Wen Hanye and Ye Siran were in the same car, and they both got in first and started the car.
Father Wen and Mother Wen drove the car. Mother Wen greeted Father Wen and got into the car first. Then she stood outside the car and talked to the handsome and tall man, "Shi Chen, whether it's an accusation or many other instructions, you young people don't like it." Listen, I won’t say much—”
"As Yi'er's mother, the only thing I want to say tonight is that when you got married nine years ago, Yi'er worked hard to get this marriage unilaterally. The relationship between two people can never last long, but this time you Marriage, if I understand correctly, is your strong will and Yi'er's choice. I hope you won't waste time in the future and can work together until the end."