Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 977: Chapter 950: No Regrets Marrying Minglang in This Life

Qian’s wedding was organized according to traditional customs, with every detail meticulously attended to.

Not only did Qian’s mother pay attention to these, but the Yu Family was also very concerned.

Today, Qian would wear a total of four outfits, all handcrafted by embroiderers, each stitch following ancient customs.

The Yu Family’s daughters-in-law do not wear wedding gowns; the weddings must be in traditional Chinese style.

This was not decided by Mr. Yu, but requested by the old master of the Yu Family.

At this moment, Qian was wearing the first outfit, also the most significant of her wedding attires. The golden thread outlined intricate patterns, and the red silk covered her stunning face. But through the finely crafted embroidery, Yu Minglang could completely envision her noble and beautiful face under the veil.

Even though there was a veil, just seeing the small figure sitting quietly there, Yu Minglang found it impossible to move, his eyes glazed over. If it weren’t for the best man nudging him, he might have stood at the door staring at her all day, his gaze so intense it seemed as if he wanted to whisk the bride away.

Yu Minglang returned only at dawn after drinking with his childhood friends last night. Even with his high tolerance for alcohol, he was slightly tipsy, but it did not affect his excitement.

The steps of a classical wedding are particularly complicated, but Yu Minglang loved this intricate process.

One end of the red silk was him, the other was her, as he gently led her towards the convoy outside, each step a cherished memory.

He couldn’t see her face, but he could feel her presence.

Qian, who rarely shows her emotions, felt a bit of nervousness at this moment.

She couldn’t tell what kind of mood Yu Minglang was in holding the other end of the red silk, but as she took those few steps, only one thought circled in her mind.

One red silk, two hold the ball of embroidery, destined for life by the matchmaker.

No regrets marrying Xiaoqiang in this life; only wish to have the fortune to be his partner in the next.

In a traditional Chinese wedding, it’s the bride’s brother who carries her to the sedan chair. Fugui had the cast removed early for this moment, but when Yu Minglang saw his limping gait, he twitched his lips.

Qian stood quietly in place, waiting for Fugui to carry her to the sedan chair.

As the best man, Hai Zhao noticed Yu Minglang staring at the bride’s brother the whole time and quickly advised in a whisper.

"Restrain yourself, buddy, restrain yourself!"

But the reminder from his friend came too late.

An astonishing scene unfolded.

Qian, unable to see through the veil, heard the surroundings fall silent before erupting in laughter. She felt her body lifted and resting on a familiar back—this was certainly not Fugui but her husband!

"Minglang! That’s her brother’s job, how can you just take over?"

Someone teased, and the pushed-aside Fugui looked aggrieved. What about the promise that the bride’s brother would carry her? The groom took the initiative, pushing the brother aside—what’s the meaning of this?!

"I am her brother too! From today on, I am not only her brother but her husband, I will take care of her for life! Who dares to object?"

Yu Minglang couldn’t bear to leave his wife in the hands of the unstable Fugui, what if his beloved wife fell!

The crowd laughed as the high-priced host and live director broke into a cold sweat, desperately wanting to shout, "Hey, you, the guy who’s altering the ceremony, put the bride down!"

But seeing Yu Minglang’s physique, coupled with his undisguised doting look, the host bit back the impulse, preferring to stay quiet and avoid getting beaten!

Having hijacked the bride’s brother’s task, Xiaoqiang didn’t forget to take out the prepared red envelope and hand it to Fugui.

"Thanks, bro!"

"...It’s me who should thank you." Fugui, holding the red envelope reluctantly, thought this envelope should have been from Yu Minglang to the bride’s brother for carrying the bride, but the guy did the job himself, so receiving this packet felt... well!

Hearing the surrounding laughter, Qian didn’t mind the warm veil anymore.

Before this, she was quite against wearing it. Besides being hot, one of the many legends about the red veil was King Zhou’s execution of his aunt, which made her feel a bit resistant, seeming like a symbol of female suppression. It was only after much convincing from Qian’s mother and Mr. Liao, who shared some beautiful legends about the red veil, that Qian reluctantly agreed to wear it.

However, at this moment, she felt quite fine with it, unable to see Yu act foolishly, letting him embarrass himself as she stayed unseen under the cover...

Upon coming down from the sedan chair, the groom handsomely and precisely shot three arrows at the sedan door, and the bride stepped over the fire basin. Just as the saying goes, ’Jade Phoenix steps over the fire basin, evil spirits fleeing to the sides,’ meaning happiness descends from above, auspicious and well.

The wedding showcased the complexity and many beautiful meanings of a Chinese-style wedding to the guests. The high-priced host finally recovered from the setback of the groom stealing the spotlight, shouting crisp calls alongside wonderful blessings conveyed to the newlyweds.

Having formally paid respects in the ancestral hall, from this moment, Qian became a member of the Yu Family.

Up until this part, the traditional portion of the wedding had been completed. As they needed to head to the hotel to host a banquet, after completing the hair exchange, Qian could change outfits and join Yu Minglang to greet the guests at the hotel, rather than following tradition to wait for the groom in the bridal room. Thus, Yu Minglang could use the weight scale to lift the bride’s veil beforehand, then cut and exchange a portion of their hair to create a love knot as a token, and once this ceremony was completed, they could thank the matchmaker and change attire.

Yu Minglang, having held back for so long, finally awaited the moment to unveil his little bride!

As the scale wrapped with red cloth neared the red veil by just a little bit—

"Little bro, there’s a call for you." Second brother approached with Yu Minglang’s phone, looking hurried.

Time seemed to freeze.

Yu Minglang was filled with reluctance.

He really wanted to roar, "I’m not answering, I’ve waited so many years, and now finally is the moment!"

But he also knew he couldn’t not answer, because this number at this time would only be called by his old unit. If they called, it meant he had to go, no other option.

One side was an enchanting beauty, the other side was the call of duty.

This second felt like years passing by, leaving Yu Minglang full of regret.

At that moment, her clear instruction came from beneath the veil.

"Answer it."

Sitting together, Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu, as well as Qian’s mother, had their expressions change; Mrs. Yu reflexively glared at Mr. Yu.

The implication was, what funny business are you pulling? Why are you calling on our son’s wedding day?!

Mr. Yu’s expression was also innocent; it wasn’t his call! He might be in charge of the company, but this time it wasn’t a company issue—it must be from his son’s old unit. Besides, he really didn’t know this matter!

Even though Yu Minglang had left his old unit, he still had to return whenever needed; it was both his duty and mission.

Qian’s mother was in a state of blankness, and perhaps the only person maintaining composure on site was Qian herself.

When Yu Minglang heard her instruct him to answer, his heart shattered into pieces, each piece bearing the words, "Wife, I’m so sorry!"

"This is Yu Minglang. Yes, I will return to duty immediately!"

His words shattered all the joy in the room, turning the atmosphere heavy and solemn.

Although the wedding ceremony had completed, and Qian had officially entered the Yu Family through proper rites, the traditional customs were done. But what about the banquet for the guests?