Chapter 1232: Bridal Reception (1)

replied, his breath a little heavy."Second brother, no news is the best news, my nephew will be fine." Tang Moqing comforted him, but his heart was very unsettled."I hope so." Tang Yucheng gave a bit...Chapter 1232: Marrying the Bride (1)

Although Yisheng had a cold and aloof personality, he didn't intentionally make friends. Few people could catch his eye; however, after reuniting with his parents and returning to the An family, he did make some friends, some of whom he had treated with his medical skills.

Since he liked to keep to himself, his friends rarely visited him unless there was something important. Once there was a need, they all came running.

It was just past eight o'clock in the morning.

Yi Sheng and his large wedding party, including groomsmen, a welcoming team, and a renowned photography crew, arrived at Kyoto Airport.

The convoy of cars for the wedding pickup had been waiting at the Kyoto Airport parking lot. Ninety-nine limited-edition luxury vehicles were lined up in an orderly fashion, resembling a large-scale car exhibition. As soon as the wedding party disembarked from the plane, they headed straight to the underground parking lot. After everyone was ready, they set off with great fanfare to pick up the bride at the W family's home.

Tang Moqing was already married, but he still followed to Kyoto to welcome his bride. However, he wasn't there as a groomsman, but rather to help with the facade; his second brother, Tang Yucheng, didn't come, staying in Beisicheng to help manage things. After all, for such a grand and solemn wedding, relying solely on An's parents wouldn't ensure everything went smoothly from beginning to end.

Besides, it's more reassuring to use something made by family than to hire someone else to do it.

Dressed in a suit and tie, Tang Moqing, who appeared both elegant and alluring with his slicked-back hair, leaned back in the rear seat. Through the front windshield mirror, he saw the groom-to-be sitting in the passenger seat, looking rather tense.

He twitched the corner of his lips, revealing a charmingly mischievous smile, "Yixing, tell me, how do you feel right now"

Dressed in a crimson brocade robe embroidered with dragons soaring amidst auspicious clouds, Yi Sheng, with an ethereal radiance and unparalleled handsomeness, responded expressionlessly, "Nothing much."

"Are you sure" Tang Moqing scoffed disdainfully and said, "When you went to the Wen family to pick up Pingsheng, I told Pingsheng that you didn't have much feeling about getting married today, and asked her to think carefully about whether she wanted to marry you."

The co-pilot, Yi Sheng, narrowed his cold eyes, his voice chillingly sharp, "Try it"

Tang Moqing was in a good mood that night, laughing loudly and calling someone "a bore."

Then he laughed and said, "I don't know if it's really being a 'cool guy' or just being too shy to act cool. But let me tell you, actually a lot of women like men who are 'cool guys,' the kind who are quiet in public, especially in front of the opposite sex, but then get wild with their wives behind closed doors... you understand"

"You know so many women, Yabai" Yisheng asked calmly.

Tang Mo, whose throat was suddenly constricted, went speechless.

He is completely disinterested in any woman other than Xiao Yabai, but he dare not say anything similar in front of her.

After all, he has a long criminal record. Words unspoken can be interpreted in many ways. While it might feel good to indulge in verbal sparring for a moment, it ultimately leads to disaster, turning the honeymoon into a funeral pyre.

As a result, all the way, Tang Moqing's mouth was like a tightly closed clam, refusing to speak to Yisheng, and chatted with Xiao Ya Bai on WeChat.

A luxuriously decorated wedding car, adorned with fresh flowers, is not allowed on the highway. As a result, the wedding procession had to take a detour.

By the time we arrived at the Wen's house, it was already 9:05 am.

Yisheng entered the Wen family hall with five groomsmen.

Besides Wen Ping Sheng's family, relatives from the Wen family also came to the hall, a house full of people.

"Grandma, Dad, Mom, I'm here to pick up Ping Sheng." Yi Sheng said sincerely and gently.

The groomsmen following him also greeted the elders of the Wen family in unison.

"Who are you" Wen Yunxing asked.

"I, An Yisheng, am from Beisi City. I'm an academician of the R country's Science Academy and currently have 30 billion yuan in deposits. Today is my wedding day with Miss Wen Pingsheng. I'm here to pick up my wife, Wen Pingsheng." An Yisheng clearly stated his identity and purpose.

As soon as the words left her mouth, it caused Wen's elders and other relatives to burst into laughter.

"Little Sheng is the pearl of our Wen family. You think we would entrust her to you" Wen Qi Jun's question was quite clever.

"Since Ping Sheng and I love each other, I give him control of my savings and future wages, allowing him to use them at his discretion. My elder brother and the rest of the Wen family also agree to this marriage." I Xing answered fluently, with the last sentence being the key point.

Wen Yi Zhou followed up earnestly, "What if I said we changed our minds and didn't agree"

Others held their breath, wanting to hear how Yixing would respond.

The man calmly replied, “You guys should talk to Ping Sheng about this.”

"What if Xiaosheng wants to call off the wedding at the last minute too" Wen Yunxing asked again.

Upon hearing this question, Mrs. Wen frowned and glared at her fourth son, finding his question to be over the line.

This process is meant to playfully tease the groom in a lighthearted way, without causing any offense or disrupting the atmosphere. The purpose is to see how the groom reacts to the playful challenge.

Yisheng was silent for a few seconds before replying, "Marriage is a major life event. If Pingsheng really wants to call off the wedding, I'll be heartbroken, but I'll respect her choice and won't force her to marry me today; forcing ourselves together wouldn't make either of us happy."

Wen Jing Shui took out an agreement and pushed it in front of Yi Sheng.

"You just said that your current savings and your wages after marriage are all managed and controlled by Ping Sheng, right Words without proof are useless. This is a contract. You sign the contract and you can go up to meet Ping Sheng."

Wen's relatives thought that Yisheng would decline or make excuses to delay, after all, such a large sum of money, ordinary men wouldn't hand over all of it to the woman to control, right

But Yisheng was no ordinary man. To him, money paled in comparison to Wen Ping Sheng. He would give up everything he had for Wen Ping Sheng.

He didn't hesitate and picked up the agreement, scanning it quickly. There were no problems, so he grabbed a pen and signed his name in the designated place.

Tang Moqing took one of the agreements and carefully read through it. It was roughly about the assets, salary, and post-marital management of Yi Sheng's property. During their marriage, Wen Pingsheng would be in charge and could dispose of them at will. If Yi Sheng initiated a divorce as the wrong party, he would have to leave with nothing. If Wen Pingsheng initiated the divorce, he would take half of Yi Sheng's assets. Wen Pingsheng's property had already been pre-nuptially certified.

This is a total disadvantage for the man in this situation. It's clear that the woman's family is being very cunning and manipulative, and they deserve to be scolded for it.

Tang Mo had a little grievance against Yi Shengming all day and night, feeling that this agreement was too unfair.

Yìshēng didn't care about these things. He didn't value wealth and was willing to give the best things to Wēn Píngshēng.

After signing the agreement quickly, he went upstairs with his groomsmen.

Just as he was about to knock on Wen Ping Sheng's room, Wen Yi Zhou quickly stopped him, "Hey hey, our little Sheng's room had a bit of a problem yesterday, she's not in this room waiting for you, she's with the bridesmaids in another room, I'll take you there."

Yi Sheng turned her face slightly, pursed her lips without a word, and stared intently at Wen Yi Zhou.

"......" Wen Yi Zhou was looked at by him, and he felt a little creeped out, so he silently retreated to the side.

With no one stopping him, Yisheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Inside the room, the maid of honor, Lyssandra, asked, "Who is it" making dumplings, she used bitter melon soaked in coptis chinensis as the filling. 。He took a bite, the sourness was simply unforgettable. 。Then I'll go back, take care of yourself. 。 。"So angry, t...